Hearing this exclamation, Su Zhiqiang's face suddenly changed, and he rushed into the first floor of the club.
At this moment, Huang Yan, standing in the corner of the first floor, looked extremely displeased.
Seeing Su Zhiqiang enter the first floor, she hurriedly walked out from the corner, came up to Su Zhiqiang, and asked through clenched teeth, "Su Zhiqiang, what's going on? Why is your mom here?"
"Ugh, don't even mention it."
Su Zhiqiang looked frustrated: "That Ye Huan, to show off, told my mom and Su Qingqing that he had the privilege to take them to the top floor for morning tea. They believed him, so they came over."
Ye Huan?
The name sounded a bit familiar.
After pondering for a moment, Huang Yan's expression changed.
Ye Huan, isn't he the one who crippled Nan Zhen, killed Huang Zhiwen, and rampaged in the Capital City relying on Ye Qiqing's backing, doing as he pleased?
"How did your mom and sister get involved with him?" Huang Yan asked softly.
