Dressed As the President’s First Love

The driver seemed to slow down deliberately. Rolls-Royce drove along the Seine, following the mist and rain, and took her to the destination.

"Miss Tang, please here."

Tang Mi got out of the car and looked around.

Guysavoy is worthy of being a world-famous three-star Michelin restaurant. The beautiful European-style architecture with inlaid colors is enough for people to stop by.

Speaking of which, she lived much better in this life than in the previous life.

At this time in my previous life, I just saved up a down payment loan and bought a house. It didn't take long to get it, and I arrived here as soon as I opened my eyes. Lived tightly, not even going out of the country, and the farthest one was the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, but in this life he has gone abroad more than once.

At the time of the meal, the restaurant was crowded with people. Even if a small table costs at least six to seven hundred euros, there are many people who come here.

In just two minutes, Tang Mi saw several Chinese with yellow skin and black hair. Most of them were eating quietly, but there were also one or two, patted everywhere with their mobile phones—

She couldn't help but put it up a little bit.

I just saw that the online scolding war is still in full swing. If someone finds out that she is having dinner with Cheng Hao, she can’t imagine the excitement of netizens. About... her green tea level can continue to be improved to The sun side by side?

Tang Mi felt a toothache.

Every inch of the floor that I stepped on was thinking of fire.

And this fire, when I saw the beautiful man quietly watching the rain by the window, it jumped all the way to the top.

He must be deliberate.

"Mr Cheng is very interested."

Cheng Hao turned his head, his senran eyebrows softened for a moment when he saw Tang Mi:

"You came."

He got up and gently opened the chair for her, and waited for Tang Mi to sit down before returning to his original seat.

The bodyguard stood far away.

"You are angry."

Affirmative tone.

"kind of."

Tang Mi put the bag away, "Doesn't everyone like your domineering presidents like to pack a box, just open it in the lobby... Isn't it a bit headstrong?"

She meant something.

"The box is full."

Cheng Hao looked calm and seemed to feel the heat. He unbuttoned a button, and the smooth line of the man's neck looked like a beautiful jade sculpture under the lamp.

"Also, it looks good at this location."

He said.

"Didn't you hate rain the most?"

"It's annoying." Cheng Hao said faintly in the long memory. "Every rainy day, the clothes don't dry out. You have to put on semi-wet clothes. For part-time jobs, you have to pass through a low-lying land. Stand in wet shoes all day."

"Oh……"

He had never said this to her before. Tang Mi cleaned up her expression: "So why do you like it again now?"

After I finished asking, I realized that I had asked a silly question.

Now he has a house, a car and some people, and he can wear one piece of clothing, and he still has an umbrella when he gets off the car——

The rain at this time, that is the sentiment.

Cheng Hao didn't laugh.

He didn't want to say, looking at the rain, he couldn't help being excited when she thought she would look for him on a rainy night at this time, this would be... it seemed a little too unpromising.

Although in front of her, he was not used to it.

The waiter brought the menu. The menu was not complicated. There were only two pages of paper. There was even a Chinese menu, just the number on the suffix of each dish, which made people flustered.

She once again felt that she was poor and rich. Even a Michelin meal could not help but secretly convert it into RMB in her heart.

Tang Mi chose the chef's set meal and desserts and pushed the menu to Cheng Hao.

Listening to him ordering food in French proficiently, raising his eyebrows:

"Speak French?"

"When the company first developed, it was a pitfall, so I learned a little bit specifically."

"Then what else do you have?"

Tang Mi got a little interested. The sentiment in the book is not clear, but according to the standard of the domineering president IQ 250, should it be a city in eight languages?

"Japanese is a little basic, but others are not."

Cheng Hao looked at her utterly disappointed, and said amused: "Did you see something weird again? I am a human, but not a god."

...No, you are not a god, but you are Tom Sue.

Don Mi thought.

While waiting for the food to be served in the restaurant, I saw the line of sight swept towards me not far away, as well as the mobile phone that was erected towards the two of them from various angles.

Tang Mi spreads out the tablecloth:

"After eating this meal with you, I am afraid that the Internet will be full of trouble again. Mr. Cheng, is this the purpose of your inviting me?"

Cheng Hao didn't refute, but nodded honestly:

"Part of the purpose."

Tang Mi: "..."

The waiter pushed the dining car over and put things on the table in the same way.

The French meals are small and delicate, with iced oysters, black truffle slices, red radish and duck liver... Tang Mi found that Cheng Hao ordered a lot.

A large table was spread out.

"It seems that my refusal last night was not clear enough."

Tang Mi smiled but didn't smile.

"Very clear, but—" Cheng Hao smiled, "My persistence is also clear."

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Cheng wants to make headlines with me?"

Of course, Tang Mi would not make the naive gesture of turning his head away. The condition is the condition, and the contract must be fulfilled.

"It seems to be really angry."

Cheng Hao reached out and took the steak in front of her, cut it into small pieces, set aside two empty porcelain plates, and handled other dishes in the same way, and finally pushed it back in front of her.

"Try it, you will like it."

Tang Mi held his chin, watching him finish this pass, remembering the past, at the beginning, he was not like he is now, doing everything in detail and considerate.

She smiled, her eyebrows crooked:

"You know, my heart is very hard."

Therefore, after making a decision, there will be no relentlessness.

"I know."

Cheng Hao understood this better than anyone else, and reached for a piece of foie gras entrance.

"Get used to it, you can't change it."

He laughed.

"And, didn't Miss Tang find out? I'm learning to pursue you hard."

"That's a bit late."

Tang Mi admits that a place like a western restaurant is really suitable for romance.

There was red wine on the table, Paganini in my ears, lingering drizzle outside the window, yellow and soft light above my head, and a majestic and extraordinary man in front of him, persevering in courtship with his affectionate style——

Few women can resist.

But she still hardened her heart.

"You are absolutely forbidden to pass through with me."

Cheng Hao looked at her, suddenly bends his eyes, even the moles of tears are rippling with a smile:

"Tang Mi, do you know? When you are upset, you blink faster than usual. It seems that the situation is better than I thought."

Tang Mi ignored his self-confidence, and now this aggressive Cheng Hao made her feel strange.

She bowed her head, held the fork silently, and ate the plate he set aside.

Exactly eighty full.

After the dessert was served, Cheng Hao stretched out his hand and imagined to cut a little bit for her as before, but was blocked by Tang Mi:

"I eat it myself."

Cheng Hao silently watched her eat the dessert spoon by spoon, before finally saying:

"Actually I don't like sweets."

Tang Mi looked up in astonishment: "You don't like it?"

"Yes, I don't like it."

Cheng Hao nodded solemnly.

"You don't like it, you helped me eat..."

Tang Mi realized something, and suddenly became speechless.

"Because of fear."

Cheng Hao said frankly: "Think of it this way, in fact, from beginning to end, I was not honest with you enough."

"When I was in college, I was trembling when I was in a relationship with you, for fear that one day you would suddenly come and tell me to break up. After the reunion, I was still trembling, and even this anxiety was further aggravated because of the first failure."

Don Mi didn't speak:

"So, what do you want to say now?"

Cheng Hao didn't answer directly, but instead brought up the matter of drinking yesterday.

"...I regretted breaking up with you yesterday, but this wine was drunk, but I understood it. The previous things were drawn to a perfect ending when they broke up for the second time."

"Then?"

"After the period, it should be a clean and complete restart."

"what?"

Tang Mi's innocent eyes widened.

After that, Cheng Hao's show operation was unexpected.

From the briefcase next to him, he quickly took out a pile of books, put them in a thick file folder, and pushed them over, attached to a familiar blue satin box.

"This is all the information about me, my height preferences, my parents and relatives, as well as all the movable and immovable properties under my name. I am completely honest with you. This will be the case in the future."

"you--"

Cheng Hao continued: "You marry me, and all the assets will be transferred to your name. If I cheat, I will leave the house alone."

"Neuropathy."

Tang Mi shook her head, carrying her bag to leave.

Cheng Hao quickly held her hand with his eyes open and stood up.

Under GuySavoy's eyes, Cheng Hao left his seat and knelt down on one knee in front of the many cameras in the dark.

The brocade box was opened, and on the dark corduroy base cloth, a brilliant scarlet diamond ring was shining with a breathtaking light under the dazzling light.

Cheng Hao looked up at her, his eyes were calm and his expression was peaceful:

"Marry me, Tang Mi."

"Marry him! Marry him!"

Unidentified foreign friends clapped, and this pair of oriental angels looked too pleasing to the eye.

The Chinese who recognized the two men bowed their heads and began to whisper. Many of them followed sincere applause, and more of them bowed their heads and launched a message frantically.

Tang Mi's lips trembled.

This lunatic...

It took her a long time before she withdrew her hand, like a frightened young deer, her small leather shoes hit the ground, making a rattling sound, and disappearing behind the door after a while.

The woman is gone.

Only the man stayed quietly, his deep and charming eyes were melancholy and sad.

Only then did the chef push the Black Forest cake and came out belatedly.

Cheng Hao sat back and ate the remaining dishes bit by bit.

it's nothing.

He told himself that the Long March was not completed in one step.