Dressed As the President’s First Love

Three months and twenty-eight days?

Is it so short?

Tang Mi sometimes feels that the breakup was a matter of the last century, and she looks vague when she thinks of it. She was surprised at his good memory, her mouth bends:

"Oh, is it so?"

"So... what does Cheng want?"

Cheng Hao used to like her smile the most.

Delicate, sweet, and mischievous, like rosemary, when you look at it from a distance, it becomes slightly drunk.

At this time, it was extremely annoying, like wearing a human skin mask; and even more annoying than her smile was the strange and polite "Cheng Zong" coming out of her mouth.

"come back to me."

Cheng Hao tightened his mouth, the muscles on his face tightened, "Go back to me, Tang Mi."

He said.

"Mr. Cheng thought he was playing Jiajia?"

Tang Mi was laughing and crying.

"If you say break up today, will you be able to reconcile tomorrow?"

Cheng Hao glanced at Bo Xi in silence. The man looked at Tang Mi with knowledge and interest:

"Do I need to avoid it?"

While she was pondering, Bo Xi had already walked out the door, and conveniently closed the door for her, and smiled when she left:

"Scream something, I'm right outside the door."

Tang Mi nodded, this time more sincere.

"Thanks a lot."

Shy attitude.

Cheng Hao admits that he is very irrational now, and he is still very small, but his mind is rushing and unwilling, so he doesn't want to wait any more.

He looked in the room, raised his foot and sat on the off-white sofa on the side.

He didn't speak, just raised his head quietly and watched Tang Mi wander around.

Tang Mi turned around, and finally found a simple medicine box under the drawer of the coffee table, and took out an OK stretch from it to give him:

"Paste it first."

"There is alcohol cotton."

Take an inch.

Tang Mi cursed inwardly, even by this time, the temperament of the second uncle of this person has not changed at all.

She closed the medicine box and stuffed it back to the coffee table:

"Inappropriate."

Cheng Hao gave up only then, took the OK stretch and didn't stick it, just squeezed it in the palm of his hand. The words turned upside down in the throat, and when they reached the lips, they held back.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it."

Tang Mi's heart is as hard as iron. Even though the man in front of him has a handsome face and is blue and purple, he can still smile as if nothing happened.

She turned her head and looked at the TV wall directly opposite her indifferently. From Cheng Hao's perspective, she could only see her soft and white profile face, and her delicate diamond earrings dangled in her ears, making people's eyes dazzling. pain.

He got a little hot, pulled his neckline, and unbuttoned a button.

"Tang Mi, let's get together again seriously."

"Re? Seriously?"

Tang Mi supported her chin, "How do you tell?"

"The first time, you mentioned the breakup first, and then you mentioned the reconciliation. The second time, I mentioned the breakup, then... it's my turn to reconcile."

Cheng Hao licked his lips, and it was not easy to say these words.

"so?"

Tang Mi tilted her head, "Should I reconcile obediently?"

"In the future, I will gossip with others, do kiss scenes, or even do **** scenes, don't you mind?"

Cheng Hao's jaw tightened for an instant, pressing his voice:

"mind."

"Tang Mi, don't be too harsh on me, no man will not mind unless he doesn't love you."

Tang Mi doesn't listen to this.

"So, you see, the problem has always existed, and it is still unresolved."

I don't know who is singing outside the window, floating over her ears, her fingertips are falling on the sofa, and she beats the beat again and again.

"You know, I've always been a selfish person."

Feelings have never been a necessity for her.

"I know I know."

Cheng Hao nodded, no one knew her temperament better than him.

Some things are becoming clearer and clearer in the mind. If you don't care about whether she loves him or not, the weight of love will be multiple, and the thinking will become clearer. Cheng Hao organized the language.

"You probably don't know that Shanda's equity is privately held by me in this expansion, accounting for 70%, which is irrelevant."

Since she refused to talk about feelings with him, Cheng Hao talked about interests with her.

"This means that I can control all of Shanda's decisions. I can give you the company's best resources and the best scripts. The company does not have it, and I can also make private investment until I get it for you-assuming that it will be twice a year Three major productions, variety shows to choose from, endorsements can also fight for you to ensure that you have sufficient exposure in front of the public."

"I will do my best to praise you."

Cheng Hao looked at her intently, and the light fell into his black pupils, shining brightly. "As long as you are willing to come back to me."

Tang Mi raised her eyebrows and said "Oh".

"Is this a lure?"

"If you have to think so—"

Cheng Hao nodded, "Forget it."

He unbuttoned another button and stayed alone with her in a private room. He was sweating without any promise.

"To be honest, the conditions are really tempting."

Tang Mi shook her head and sighed, "But—I refuse."

"reason?"

"There is no reason, if I have to, I don't want to."

Cheng Hao was obviously very surprised.

He cleared his throat: "It was because of the blind date that day—?"

Don Mi interrupted him.

"No, it has nothing to do with that day."

"The problem is not with you, with me."

"you-"

When Cheng Hao said this, his throat was soggy, "It's related to Boxi?"

"What does it have to do with him?"

Tang Mi felt that Cheng Hao paid too much attention to Boxi.

"Tang Mi, believe me, he is not as innocent as you think."

Don Mi nodded:

"I know."

It's impossible for someone who can mix into the Three Golden Kings at a young age, except for his extraordinary acting skills and looks, without the skill of a snack machine.

From a certain perspective, she and Bo Xi are actually the same kind of person.

"I'm not a good person either."

She shrugged, "At least Boxi saved me twice."

Cheng Hao suffocated his throat and couldn't speak for a while.

Even when talking about these topics, Tang Mi was still smiling, with no happiness or anger on her face. Cheng Hao hated her for being too sober, so she stood on the shore and watched him drown. He refused to jump off and enter the sea with him. He refused to reach out and pull him.

"go to bed early."

He stood up first, buttoned the buttons slowly, and offered to leave.

Tang Mi stood up with him, walked to the door to see him off, only when he reached the doorknob with his hand, she was clasped.

"you-"

She raised her head in amazement, Cheng Hao's eyebrows were gathered into a mountain, and the mountains whistling and tsunamis blew up in her eyes, which seemed to be watery, and it seemed that she had made up some kind of determination.

His cheeks were held by the cold fingers, and he pressed Wanjun's momentum and pressed it down.

The soft lips touched, Tang Mi tasted a bit of bitterness.

he…

She raised her eyes in surprise, but only saw Cheng Hao's dark pupils under her long eyelashes, which could not penetrate any light.

In a daze, the door of the half-covered room was pushed open from the outside.

Po Xi's face appeared from behind the door, and he closed his smile with a solemn expression:

"Does President Cheng want to learn Lucas?"

Cheng Hao let Tang Mi go, his fingertips stayed between her lips, and then he bowed his head and personally tightened the neckline of the nightgown for her, making sure that no trace of skin was visible, before nodding:

"Mr. Park."

He pushed Tang Mi into the door, his eyes faintly still soft:

"See you tomorrow."

Tang Mi blinked and watched him turn and leave.

"People have gone far."

Bo Xi leaned against the door to remind her.

Tang Mi retracted his gaze now.

"Thank you for today. Fortunately you answered the phone in time, otherwise you still don't know what's going to happen."

"How about it, why don't you see a doctor?"

It was too chaotic just now, and I couldn't see who had beaten who at all. The Boxi operation has been performed for almost half a month. If it is really beaten, it is better to find a doctor to check it.

Po Xi put his hands in his pockets:

"No, the hero's merits."

His brows were soft, and he patted the top of her head lightly:

"go to bed early."

"The same to you."

Tang Mi couldn't help but yawned. Today was too exciting. She waved to him and wanted to close the door.

"Don Mi—"

Bo Xi couldn't help calling her.

Tang Mi turned her head, a strand of hair fell on her head:

"Yep?"

The eyes wide open are a little cute.

Bo Xi opened his mouth for a long while, as if making up his mind:

"Do you have time?"

"let's talk."

Tang Mi looked at her pajamas and nodded:

"wait."

Nancy was very considerate. She prepared a set of home clothes in the room, and Tang Mi quickly changed it out, and the two went to the living room on the first floor. There is a sofa in the corner of the living room. There is no one at this time, so it is very suitable for conversation.

The waiter lighted them a candle.

Next to the window, the burgundy veil flicked gently.

"Is there a problem?"

Tang Mi had a faint hunch.

Beautiful for a long time, who likes you, who doesn't like you, always looks like a mirror in my heart.

"I hesitated for a while, should I tell you, but I'm afraid... it's too late."

"Actually, my mind has not changed, Tang Mi." Bo Xi looked at her seriously, "Let's associate with me."

To say what Tang Mi has heard the most in her life, apart from her name, it is about this one.

From the beginning of elementary school, there were little boys fighting to play with her.

She chuckled, unfortunately:

"You know the answer-I'm afraid it's not what you like to hear."

"I know."

Bo Xi looked at her.

She has a pair of sentimental eyes, which are illuminated by the candlelight at this time, clearly ruthless, but it will always give people the illusion that she can get closer.

He nodded:

"You might as well listen to my reasons first."

Tang Mi thought this was strange.

"Reason? What reason?"

"I'm afraid you don't know Mr. Cheng's behavior in the mall." Bo Xi brought up another matter instead. "The business he likes will be bitten and not let go, and act...everything is done."

"As far as I know, it's not counted as next."

Bo Xi nodded and continued the previous topic:

"So, his opponent gave him a nickname, Hyena."

"A hyena is an animal that sees its prey and will bite until it swallows the other party into its abdomen. Mr. Cheng relied on this strength to develop the company all the way to its current scale—the media called him Confucian merchants, but Confucian merchants, can they really roll their capital to where they are now?"

"Cheng Hao still has his father's help—"

Poxi shook his head:

"Mi, you made the wrong order."

"Cheng always listed the company first before being discovered by Mr. Cheng."

As for later, with the Cheng family paved the way, Cheng Hao's road went smoother than before. Cheng's Real Estate hired a professional manager to take care of it. Cheng Hao refused to touch his hands and only developed Zhengheng wholeheartedly.

And that man's wealth accumulation, exposed to the public's eyes, is probably only the tip of the iceberg.

"what do you mean…"

"You don't want to be with him, do you?"

Tang Mi smiled:

"You can see it."

Bo Xi leaned back:

"For you, feelings that don't want to go are obviously easier, don't they?"

"When you stay with me, get together when you get together, and get together when you don’t get together. I don’t ask too much for you. I don’t care if you love me or don’t love me. Be a partner and wait for you to get bored. Just say it, I will let you go—it just so happens that Cheng Hao is very arrogant, if I know you are with me, I will definitely not disturb you again."

Tang Mi admitted that Bo Xi's proposal made her a little tempted.

It has nothing to do with Poxi itself.

It's just that such an open and free relationship between the two sexes, which does not have to be heart-warming, is obviously more attractive to her.

"You let me think about it."

———

Cheng Hao went out of Tang Mi's room and took out William, who was practicing the true meaning of life in beauty.

The two found a clear bar for a drink.

In the slow jazz music, Cheng Hao once again refused a blonde who came to strike up a conversation.

The young bartender adjusted him a glass of blue marguerite and pushed it over:

"Yours."

Cheng Hao smiled, the French are really romantic by nature.

William cast a wink at the nearby table of beauties, and quickly returned with scarlet lip prints: "Cheng, you won't enjoy it too much."