After Those Years of Misery

Tong Wenya went upstairs and saw Aca's owner Nangongzhe sitting by the bed in her bedroom, gently fanning the sleeping little Corgi.

Nangong Zhe is the president of Nangong Group. Nangong Group is a large-scale comprehensive multinational enterprise with branches in restaurants and entertainment centers, commercial centers, and construction all over the world. Nangongzhe himself has some European ancestry, with three-dimensional and profound facial features, and noble temperament. There are a lot of bodyguards and maids around him, and there is no need to do anything except eat and brush their teeth. He himself is absolutely cold, always as expressionless as facial paralysis.

Hearing the footsteps, Nangong Zhe glanced at Corgi, then walked out of the bedroom and gently closed the door before speaking coldly, "I will send him to me in the future. Do you know that he is dangerous at home alone?"

When he went upstairs, he saw two black-clothed men sneaking close. If he didn't come in in time, he wouldn't be allowed to do anything to the child.

Tong Wenya was a little bit unreasonable, and her voice lowered, "You are not his father, what are you doing with you?"

Nangongzhe remained expressionless, "Then you can bring him to marry."

"What?" Tong Wenya looked at Nangong Zhe strangely, who continued to have facial paralysis, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in you."

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If you are not interested, you are not interested, and you have to say it directly, don't you know that it hurts self-esteem?

Tong Wenya was a little embarrassed, and her mouth became unforgiving.

"Why are you not interested in running to my house in three days, delivering food, drinking, toys, and cars? Is President Nangong's head squeezed by the door?"

Although it was robbed of him, it was not wrong. I still remember that she was holding up a belly for several months, and she accidentally hit his Rolls Royce while riding a motorcycle to catch the prisoner. It was originally hers. Wrong, but he insists on being responsible. She kept her face cold from beginning to end, dragging her to the hospital for examination half-forcedly. After that, he became a frequent visitor to her house, coming here every now and then, occasionally sending people to deliver things to her house.

"Don't think too much, I just came to see the child."

rub! It was as if she fell in love with him, she was not uncommon for such a cold and expressionless monster.

"The child is very good, there is no sequelae, you can save it, the door is there, go slowly and not send it!"

"Why, does it disappoint you to say that you are not interested in you?" He didn't move, his indifferent gaze fell on her face, as if to explore something.

Tong Wenya's face turned red, "Lose, miss your sister, cold monster, who cares about your interest!"

"Say it again!" Nangong Zhe frowned slightly, finally showing some expression.

"Why, to be honest, does it make you very angry? It was originally a facial paralysis, or a self-righteous facial paralysis!" Tong Wenya is a bit proud, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised. Who knows that Nangongzhe suddenly moved forward with a calm face. One step, only a little distance away from her.

"Do you know why I am not interested in you?" He looked at her condescendingly.

"Why?" Tong Wenya asked instinctively.

"A woman who has given birth will have a deformed body." He leaned close to her ear and curled his lips evilly.

"You!" Tong Wenya gritted her teeth and saw that Nangong Zhe was looking at her in time. She suppressed her anger and raised her head proudly. I was caught by a scout." Cough cough, I won't say anything for naked.

Nangong Zhe suddenly took her close to her arms and clasped her iron arms around her waist. "Such a good figure, do you want me to try it?"

The two people posted very close, and she could even smell the cologne on his body. With such an ambiguous hug, Tong Wenya's heart couldn't help but ripples.

It's all to blame for the loneliness in the middle of the night, and she may have been without a man for too long, so that she would have undesirable emotions towards him, a cold-blooded stallion. Sins, sins, heirs, this is totally an accident.

Tong Wenya pushed him away, but Nangong Zhe didn't continue to do anything. The expression on his face had already returned to his usual indifference.

The two faced each other awkwardly. Tong Wenya was just about to drive him away. At this moment—"Barbie, are you here?" The bedroom door was opened, and Corgi ran out and rushed to Nangong Zhe. On the thigh.

"Barbie hug me."

He won't see it anymore? Tong Wenya's face rose, and it became even more red.

On the other hand, Nangong Zhe looked calm, as if nothing had happened. He bent down and picked up little Corgi, his calves naturally encircled him, like a little octopus, wrapped around him tightly.

"Fragrant one, MUA." Little Corgi kissed Nangong Tetsu's handsome face, "Barbie, I think your memory bed is so comfortable to sleep."

"Really? Then go to sleep again?"

"it is good."

Khan, can he still have a little more discipline? Tong Wenya stared, "No, go back to bed and sleep."

"Mommy, I don't feel drowsy at all, otherwise I will continue to recruit father overnight. Oh, yes, I feel that Mommy's mobile phone is too quiet recently, so I should send more..."

"Go and go, I don't bother to see you!" Tong Wenya waved, and Xiao Keji's mouth curled up with a successful smile, hehe, Mommy will never be able to beat him.

"Wait, Nangong Zhe!" Tong Wenya ran to Nangong Zhe, stood on tiptoe and quietly said to him: "Please do me a favor, if a stranger asks, please be sure to say that the child is yours, please you."

Her eyes were filled with prayers. She had always been hard-hearted and never begged him. Nangongzhe stared at her for a second or two and nodded solemnly, "Okay."

Tong Wenya is really grateful that he didn't ask anything, so grateful.

"When did you wake up?" Nangong Zhe asked little Corgi softly when he went downstairs.

"When you hugged my mommy, Barbie, you just live with mommy." Nangongzhe's face was stiff and he didn't answer, "What's the matter with that marriage?"

Little Corgi pouted: "If you don't promise me, I won't tell you."

In the dark, the man in black hiding in the corner heard these conversations clearly. After they walked away, he reported to Chun Yulang: "Second young master, I checked it. The child's father is named Nangong Zhe. Our young master He Tong Wenya only recently met. The child is four years old, and it is impossible to be Chunyu’s child."

"I see, my elder brother is gone again. You don't need to keep following Tong Wenya anymore, go find my elder brother immediately!

"Yes, Second Young Master!"

Tong Wenya was woken up by the phone at nine o'clock the next morning, still in a daze, "Mommy, Barbie hugged me to bed last night. I slept so soundly. Little Corgi felt full of paternal love. "

Tong Wenya's heart is a bit sour, how about taking Nangong Zhe? Except Xiao Ye, it is estimated that no one can treat Corgi so well, and Xiao Ye can't find it at all. I couldn't figure out what he did after I found it. How could Nangong Zhe be safe in business. No, no, Tong Wenya shook her head, no, rich family is like the sea, little Keji will not be recognized by Nangong's family, after all, she is not biological, she can't bear to let her son be blinded.

Besides, she could not forget Song Chengsi at all.

The days were so peaceful for a while, Xiao Ye appeared in his mind from time to time, Tong Wenya only felt that it was guilty, until one day—she got on the plane to Seoul and cooperated with the Korean police to investigate the case of Jin Songren.

As the plane passed through the white clouds, Tong Wenya looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, and the joke Xiao Ye said suddenly rang in her ears, "It's okay, wait for me, I'll take you to Korea to catch him. I promise you will catch him." ."

There was a trace of sadness in his heart, Xiao Ye, he shouldn't remember these words long ago.

He likes to molest people so much, he won't remember a woman for too long. Thinking that he might have forgotten himself, Tong Wenya didn't know why, but tears were silently wet.