Dressed As the President’s First Love

Cheng Hao's abnormality alarmed Father Cheng.

He drove his Pagani directly to Cheng Hao's rose garden villa, and then found him among the roses in the garden.

Under the rose garden, the world's most advanced constant temperature system is installed, and gardeners take care of it every day, so even in the cold winter, it is still in full swing.

Cheng Hao squatted in the corner of the flower garden, dressed in sloppy work clothes, bent over and taught the gardener how to fertilize hand by hand.

"Are you **** crazy? Don't do so many things in the company and come to work as a flower farmer?"

Father Cheng was surprised that his narrow eyes became round and round.

"Dad, you are here."

Cheng Hao straightened up, took off his gloves, and instructed the gardener to continue, and then walked out of the flower garden with one foot and one shallow.

Father Cheng, who has lived a delicate life all his life, avoided a little in disgust, pinched his nose and waved: "Go, go, go! Wash your body away from the smell!"

Cheng Hao obediently went to the house to take a bath.

Father Cheng carried the vacuum cleaner, followed his **** to clean the mud, and then lay comfortably on the sofa in the living room, with words rolling around his mouth, thinking about how to start.

The child hasn't been around for a whole day, and there are some things that are hard to say when it is heavy, and it is useless when it is light.

Cheng Hao changed into fresh home clothes, wiped his hair, and went to the first floor, sitting in line with his old father.

"Why are you here?" he asked just now.

"Special Assistant Sun called me and said that you didn't answer your work phone or your personal phone. What happened?" Father Cheng sighed for a while, "I heard, Tangtang's phone call, you didn't answer it either? "

"What happened, tell dad to make dad happy too?"

...This is my father.

Cheng Hao said helplessly: "Dad..."

"It seems that this time the matter is a bit serious." Only then did Father Cheng withdraw his hippie smile, turning into an old man's dignity, "It's related to Tangtang?"

Cheng Hao nodded silently.

Father Cheng couldn't help his son with the saw-mouthed gourd. He looked around and saw the Remy Louis XIII treasured by his son at the nearby bar. Very good, that's it.

He Shi Shiran got up, took two goblets, and a bottle of Louis XIII. Unexpectedly, Cheng Hao jumped up and hid behind him:

"Dad, you can't drink this."

"Why?"

Father Cheng shrugged, "Isn't it just for people to drink?"

Still reluctant, it seems that there is some salvation.

Cheng Hao crossed the bar and fetched the half-bottle of vodka he had opened last time, "Drink this if you want."

"also."

Two big men, early in the morning, just sit there for a cup and I scrambled to drink strong wine. In the middle of the drink, Cheng Hao skimmed the cup, and the goblet twirled around on the coffee table, and finally "rubbed". It fell on the soft carpet and broke.

The liquor spilled all over the ground.

"Still drunk crazy? Cheng Xiaohao, how old are you?"

Cheng Hao ignored him and leaned back on the sofa, because Tang Mi liked the sun room. On all four sides of this floor, there were huge floor-to-ceiling glass, with sunlight shining on his eyelids, like her shining eyes.

He closed his eyes and muttered like sleepwalking:

"Dad, I'm a little tired."

"Tell me."

Father Cheng has a very good drinking capacity. He put the goblet back on the coffee table, raised Erlang's legs, clasped his hands on his lap, "Emotional business, right?"

He has a firm tone.

Father Cheng still remembers the scene when he first met this cheap son.

He was standing in front of an Intelligentrobot, like a snow-capped mountain that never melted all the year round. A glance at him could freeze people out for good or bad. It took him a long time to make this son a little normal.

In this year, Cheng Hao had changed in his eyes.

He seemed to have been soaked in warm water a little bit, softened, and without the armor made of ice, he would often laugh and occasionally talk to him-and all this was brought by a woman named Tang Mi.

"I always thought there was nothing wrong with it, I could resist it. What's more, I watched it on TV last time, and I felt sad for a while. But yesterday..."

Cheng Hao covered his eyes and turned his mouth upside down, vodka's stamina came up, and the fire from last night rushed across his chest, as if he was going to burn him alive.

Father Cheng listened to him patiently.

"But I ran into it with my own eyes yesterday, Tangtang... and a man, very affectionately filmed——" He hiccuped, and continued with difficulty, "The kiss scene, the feeling is too real. , I can't stand it. Dad, you know what, that kind of feeling—"

He paused, "It's like there is a knife going through my heart, Dad, I can't stand it."

Cheng Hao didn't take any radical actions. Even when he said these, the expression on his face was always calm and quiet, but Father Cheng could clearly see the wetness under his palm.

There was a touch of sadness in his heart.

On the emotional side, he is too bastard, and he really has no experience to share. But I didn't expect that his **** father gave birth to an infatuated kind.

"You..."

Father Cheng sighed and patted him: "Drink!"

Cheng Hao wiped his face and smiled again: "Aren't you stingy, Dad?"

Father Cheng got up and took another goblet, and poured him a full glass: "Drink!"

Cheng Hao obediently took a big gulp.

The cool liquor entered his throat, he was a little dazed, in a daze, and returned to the gray sports equipment room, but the protagonist became him and Tang Mi.

He lifted Tang Mi's chin and lightly pecked her eyes, nose, mouth...

These should belong to him, only belong to him!

Cheng Hao thought fiercely.

Father Cheng was there, but leisurely gave his son a heart-piercing arrow:

"I heard this film, did you pick it up for her?"

Cheng Hao:...

He smiled bitterly: "Yes, I picked it up for her."

"So, can you abandon her?"

Father Cheng asked again.

Cheng Hao was stunned, and shook his head silently.

"Or, can you convince Tangtang not to shoot?"

Cheng Hao knew Tang Mi's stubbornness better than anyone else. He shook his head, "No."

"Look, it's stuck."

Father Cheng spread his hands, "Either you retire or she retire. You retire, you are like a throat; if she retires, she is also like a throat."

"It would be nice if Tangtang were my lily, coco, and cici."

Knead round and flatten, dare not let go of the fart.

Cheng Hao stared at his dad: "How can Tangtang compare to those people?"

"Look, as soon as I said, you slapped your child."

Father Cheng was so temperless by him.

"A few days ago, didn't you even ask Baba to take your mother back from Australia, let her witness your marriage proposal, and also invite the media? It's not a few days, is this Saturday or Sunday?"

"Saturday, when Tangtang comes back to shoot the commercial, there will be half the sky."

Cheng Hao is not very interested.

"I think your state is wrong."

Cheng Hao couldn't figure it out either.

The impulse from the previous few days receded like a tide, and that scene couldn't be passed by him. Watching the video and watching the scene are completely different. The latter is like making a hole in his heart, bit by bit, cutting in, making him bloody.

He clearly knew that it was not her fault.

"Are you still proposing?"

Father Cheng asked him.

Cheng Hao nodded vigorously: "Please!"

The face stained red by alcohol showed a childish stubbornness, as if grabbing the last life-saving straw, and nodding emphatically: "Please!"

If you ask, Tangtang can't run away.

Cheng Hao turned off the phone that had been turned off for a long time and turned it on again when Father Cheng was gone.

After a familiar start-up music, the phone ding ding dong dong dong bang, click on it to see that three quarters belong to his good assistant, and the remaining quarter is given to dad and mom. , The last little bit left is Tang Mi.

Special...

Cheng Hao admitted that he was a little bit lost, of course, only a little bit.

He first clicked on Sun Special Assistant’s newsletter, which was full of various invitations and working papers. Cheng Hao replied "Working overtime at night", skipping the old man's, and then replied "Don't worry" to his mother. This was a prudent place. Open WeChat from Tang Mi.

Tangtangtang: [I heard that you have been here. 】

Tangtangtang: [Are you angry? 】

Ten minutes passed.

Tangtangtang: [Don't be angry, I will give you a dance. 】

Cheng Hao clicked on the video she sent.

It was the dance that made him fall in love at first sight during the school celebration. The dance that she poured on with enthusiasm, enthusiasm, and enthusiasm was so beautiful.

The corners of Cheng Hao's mouth curled up.

The hand passed the consciousness, and the video was downloaded first.

Click to open the next one.

Tangtangtang: [Startup! 】

Tangtangtang: [Well, let you be awkward for a while. 】

Tangtangtang: [I will come back on Friday to shoot the commercial. 】

Cheng Haoxin said "know".

Flip down, and flip down again and it won't work.

After waiting for a while, no new news came in, and Cheng Hao reluctantly clicked out of the dialogue window.

Cheng: [After shooting the commercial on Saturday, I will pick you up. 】

Back there quickly: [Okay. 】

Cheng Hao was satisfied now.

Tang Mi is catching up with the progress of the film here, while Cheng Hao is also in full swing over there.

Sun Tezhu was instructed by him to make a round trip. The largest club in North City had to be rented two months in advance, but his unscrupulous boss actually asked him to set it up within three days.

Refusing to buy flowers, they had to pick the red roses that had been cultivated in the villa, and asked the florist to collect them one day in advance and transport them to the clubhouse for decoration.

Western-style cakes, Chinese pastries, foie gras from France’s Landes goose liver, truffles must be air-shipped from French black truffles. All in all, it must be the most expensive and best——

Sun Tezhu wanted to resign, but he still endured the huge red envelope he might be rewarded later.

Cheng Hao also invited Tang's father and Tang's mother over, and asked the two elderly people to keep them secret. He also wanted to give Tang Mi a surprise.

time flies.

Friday finally arrived. Tang Mi carried the ring box, pushed the suitcase, and got on the plane back to Beicheng.