Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

An Duo'er looked at the business card she handed over, it was extremely elegant, with only three words on it - Bai Yangyang.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed the words on it with her fingertips, "Aren't Mrs. Zhan worried that I will fight against you?"

She thought Bai Yangyang would hate her very much.

After all, Mrs. Huarong's matching was obvious before.

Bai Yangyang smiled: "I was studying at Imperial University before, and I heard some rumors about Ms. An. Excellent people deserve all my respect."

She paused: "What's more, I think Miss An should know who is the real ally and who is the opponent."

She had heard about Anduoer's rumors before.

Known as one of the most outstanding students of Imperial University in the past ten years, it is enough to see her ability.

She is now alone in Hwaseong and needs a partner.

Andor is the best choice.

The more people are stepped into the bottom, once they rebound, they will be unstoppable.

An Duo'er rubbed her business card, and suddenly smiled: "Mrs. Huarong wanted to match me and Lord Zhan..."

"I know."

Bai Yangyang nodded, Zhan Beixiao will not hide these things.

An Duoer had expected it a long time ago: "How do you want to cooperate?"

The implication is to agree to cooperate.

Bai Yangyang rolled his eyes, glanced at the silent environment, and said in a low voice: "I want to know all the details about Mrs. Huarong, every detail."

"I can assure you that nothing will be harmed to you in this struggle, and I can also assure you that I will give you a new future after it is over."

Bai Yangyang carefully observed An Duo'er's facial expression, and threw out a bombshell: "At that time, you will no longer be dependent on others, whether it is Mrs. Hua Rong or Leng Qingcheng, they will not treat you No damage."

This is exactly what An Duoer wants.

"I will give you the information as soon as possible."

An Duoer put away the business card, turned and left.

Bai Yangyang stood where he was, with the corner of his mouth lightly hooked. After an unknown amount of time, he turned around and saw Fei Li.

"Duke Ferry, what a coincidence."

Bai Yangyang didn't know how long Fei Li had been here, nor how much he had heard, so he forced himself to say hello.

Fei Li was leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette in his hand, puffing out the clouds, his handsome face was hidden in the smoke, showing a bit of gloom.

"You seem to believe that Zhan Beixiao can win."

Fei Li lit a cigarette and spoke casually.

"He's my husband. I don't trust him. Who do I trust?" Bai Yangyang asked back, "On the contrary, it's Duke Fei Li. Without the support of Mrs. Huarong, who do you want to lay your mind on?"

Fei Li threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it hard, his expression was extremely ugly: "Bai Yangyang, you—"

"If Sister Qingqing knows that you intend to cooperate with Mrs. Huarong, do you think she will stay by your side?"

Fei Li is a man with complicated thoughts, and his only weakness is Bao Qing.

Bai Yangyang specifically pinpointed this point, making Fei Li uncomfortable.

"Whether she stays or not is up to me." Fei Li was not angry, and looked at Bai Yangyang coldly: "It's you, I have been in Huacheng for many years, and I have a lot of connections. Do you think Zhan Beixiao can win when he is new here?"

He kicked the cigarette butt aside: "For Bao Qing's sake, if you are willing to join me, I will give you a very generous reward."

"unnecessary."

Bai Yangyang smiled frankly and refused to appreciate: "Duke Fei Li, let's settle Jingbei's account slowly."

What she was talking about was Fei Li's plan to make Zhan Beixiao fall into the river. Sooner or later, she would find a chance to settle it with him.

After Bai Yangyang left, Fei Li leaned against the wall with his head down, the darkness shrouded him, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

When Bai Yangyang returned to the banquet hall, the guests had almost left.

Zhan Beixiao sat on the sofa, took off his coat, and only wore a gray shirt, looking good and charming.

He held a glass of wine in his hand, and the scarlet liquid hung on the side of the glass, shining brightly.

She walked over and took his cup: "Don't drink it."

The man opened his eyes and pulled her into his arms: "Where did you go?"

"I found An Duoer. She has outstanding abilities and is a very good partner." Bai Yangyang raised his eyes and saw the obvious drunkenness in his eyes.

Looks like he was drunk a lot.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

She stretched out her hand towards his belly, but the man grabbed her hand, put it near her mouth, and kissed him little by little.

"It doesn't hurt."

"Drink less."

Bai Yangyang simply cared about his body, he had a bad stomach, and he liked to drink, so he committed suicide.

Zhan Beixiao was pleased by her concern, with a smile in his eyes: "How is your chat with An Duoer?"

"Good."

Bai Yangyang got up from his arms, "Go back to your room and rest."

Zhan Beixiao did drink a lot at night, and stood up crookedly, almost hanging on Bai Yangyang.

No matter how strong Bai Yangyang was, he couldn't bear a big man who was about 1.8 meters tall. His legs were weak and he almost fell down.

The servant on the side hurried forward to protect Bai Yangyang: "Young Madam, are you alright?"

"fine."

Together with the servant, Bai Yangyang helped Zhan Beixiao to the room, and after throwing him on the bed, the servant left.

Bai Yangyang was so angry that he pinched his face: "Drink next time, I won't serve you anymore."

Even so, Bai Yangyang couldn't bear to be cruel, so he got up and walked into the bathroom.

After fetching a basin of warm water, she helped him take off his clothes and shoes, and after drying his whole body, she felt that the smell of alcohol in the room was too strong, so she got up and opened the window.

The wind howled in, and the strong smell of alcohol gradually faded away.

She was so busy that she took her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Bai Yangyang didn't drink much at night. After a busy day, he was a little tired. He leaned in the bathtub, drowsy.

The Prince's Mansion is patrolled 24 hours a day.

Bai Yangyang could hear patrolling footsteps and slight voices outside the fence.

It should be the security guard who is handing over the work.

It was already twelve o'clock when Bai Yangyang came out of the shower.

Zhan Beixiao lay on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The smell of alcohol in the room dissipated a lot, she closed the window and went to bed.

As soon as she lay down, the man leaned over, wrapped her waist like a steel bar with his big hands, put her in his arms, and found a comfortable position to hug her, only then was he satisfied.

Bai Yangyang: ...

Are you so clingy when you fall asleep?

What can I do next?
third floor.

Fei Hang drank a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine. The sour taste of the Chinese medicine made him feel uncomfortable all over his body.

He handed the medicine bowl to Butler Fei: "Where are Ah Xiao and the others?"

"I've gone back to my room to rest, Master Zhan drank too much at night."

"Let's make some stomach-enhancing breakfast tomorrow morning. Also, let Hua Rong be quiet and stop messing around."

What happened to Anduoer and Leng Qingcheng last night caught him off guard.

Mrs. Huarong won't just let it go.

"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements." Butler Fei has been with Fei Hang for decades, so he knows his thoughts: "What do you plan to do next?"

He was talking about the crown prince battle.

Fei Hang lowered his eyes: "The position of crown prince cannot fall into Fei Chong's hands, it can only belong to Ah Xiao."

"But now, Duke Fei Chong has won the support of most people. Do you... have a plan?"

Fei Hang squinted his eyes, and after a long while, he said: "If you want to completely bring down Fei Chong, you must make him bear an irreversible crime."