After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Chapter 112 The thief shouts to catch the thief
Ye Zemao pressed his aching head, the hot scene just now appeared in his mind, and his face looked ugly.

Silence means acquiescence.

Yang Lan felt dizzy, calmed down, and immediately changed her words: "It's impossible. Women in Beijing who want to marry Zemao have to queue up to the Great Wall. How could he do something wrong to you? It must be you Seduce him first, and if he doesn't fall for you, you can put on a show of your own, where the thief calls out to catch the thief."

"Mrs. Ye, please don't make up nonsense. It's clearly the third young master who wants to attack my overlord, how can you confuse right and wrong." The woman found her mobile phone in a panic and called the police immediately to prevent Yang Lan from playing tricks.

When she called the police, Yang Lan rushed to grab her mobile phone. She quickly shouted: "Mrs. Ye, if you dare to steal my mobile phone, I will sue you as well."

Yang Lan took a deep breath, looked around, and found that there was no surveillance in the dressing room. The corners of her mouth suddenly raised slightly.

He sneered: "There's not even surveillance here. How can you prove that you two are not in love?"

Yang Lan deliberately changed his words to avoid making a fuss about it.

The woman's eyes looked at Ye Zemao's open chest and the scratches on his chest caused by her nails.

Yang Lan followed her gaze, raised her eyebrows slightly, and stepped forward to button Ye Zemao's shirt one by one.

A flash of light came on from outside the door.

Yang Lan instinctively stood in front of Ye Zemao, looked at the male messenger who suddenly appeared, and scolded sternly: "Do you understand the rules? Photography is not allowed in the banquet venue. Bring your phone and delete all the photos you just took. ."

The male waiter and the woman looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised an imperceptible arc.

He handed the phone to Yang Lan and smiled dryly: "Mrs. Ye, I took pictures of what the third young master just did to this lady. This lady did not wrong the third young master. The third young master did... want to invade this lady." Madam, as long as I hand this video over to the police, I’m afraid Third Young Master..."

"Tell me, how much money do you want to get from me?" Yang Lan glanced at the male waiter disdainfully, and then looked at the disheveled woman. She probably guessed that these two people were performing a fairy dance on Ye Zemao.

"You misunderstood, I'm really not here for the money." The male waiter's eyes dimmed instantly when he looked at Yang Lan.

"I will definitely sue Third Young Master and let the law punish scum like him." The woman glared at Ye Zemao fiercely, her eyes full of resentment.

After listening to what they said, Yang Lan felt that one was older than the other.

Ye Zemao's condition was not as good as usual. He looked dull, but his eyes were burning as he stared at the woman.

Yang Lan was stupid enough to guess that Ye Zemao must have been drugged when he had a hot chat with this woman.

As for the medicine, we need to check it first.

Thinking of this, Yang Lan grabbed Ye Zemao's wrist and pulled him toward the door.

The woman quickly packed up the clothes she had slipped off, stepped forward and hugged Ye Zemao's calf tightly, crying sadly: "You can't even think of running away, the police will be here soon."

The male waiter hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the way with open hands, accusing: "You have hurt this lady. You must wait until the police come to find out before you can leave."

"What if I have to leave?"

Yang Lan's eyes became fierce, and she stared coldly at the male waiter who stopped her. She was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped the male waiter. By coincidence, when she slapped her, another flash light came on. The dazzling light made her squint slightly.

Faintly, I saw an all-too-familiar figure walking this way.

(End of this chapter)