"A dog can't change its habit of eating shit, spewing filth with every word, Mr. Ye, remember this face. My name is Su Yangming, Tang Su and Tang Feng's uncle. If you don't believe me, go ask Tang Feng if I'm his uncle or not."
"Su Su, let's go."
"Mm."
Just like that, Su Yangming took the person away.
At that second, Tang Su also felt rather unlucky. It was her first night in Beijing, she had come out to have a reunion dinner with her family, and yet she could still run into Ye Sichen in such a high-class restaurant?
Ye Sichen had been drinking with friends tonight, his mind was a bit fuzzy. Just now, when he came out from the booth and saw Tang Su, he thought he was seeing things.
Now, after being punched by Su Yangming, he had sobered up completely.
Of course, he knew that Tang Su and Tang Feng had an uncle. He wasn't clear about the name, but he had heard that the man had been abroad for many years without returning to the country.
