Dressed As the President’s First Love

Tang Mi watched her nose and nose, but didn't speak.

She is now a little sheep who strayed into the lion forest. Even if she didn't curl up and shivered, she didn't have to take her own egg head but knock someone's iron head. At a glance, Yu Guang recognized several big men who had been in financial magazines, and one who had come to her school as an academic lecture.

She pretends to be good, but other people will not ignore her.

People live to this age and have wealth and wealth status, so they can’t help but pursue something else, some are delicious, and some are good "colors". This so-called color is not a universal color, but must be a color that is above the standard. , Tang Mi's cleverly hitting that stick is the most excellent human color.

Mei, Mili still has the amorous feelings that can't hide in Tibet. No wonder Cheng Hao can't bear it. He wants to change them to twenty years younger. When they encounter such a beautiful circle of beauty, I am afraid they will be dizzy. Hurry up to marry and go home and hide it.

When people are young, they don't care too much.

"Uncle Du was wrong."

When the Ship King said this, Cheng Hao seemed to be unable to hear what he meant by joking, and he stunned, "Father respects me, and I personally asked about my wishes at the time, but I refused. I and Xiao Mi are on the premise of getting married. Gao Pan can’t match Ms. Du’s friendship."

Du Li said, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Lin Zhibin leaned against the sofa in the corner, his expression dripping:

"Miss Du gets along well with me."

"It's almost seven o'clock, we old guys don't stay here, move, Xiaoli, Xiaobin, today is your engagement party, what are you doing? Go down, down, just happen to my old bones thinking Relax, take a dance at the end."

It was a chubby middle-aged man who was talking, and Lin Zhibin's shadow was faintly visible between his eyebrows.

Next to him sat a middle-aged lady with a rich wife. The pearls on her neck were luster and the size of a pinky finger, and her smile was gentle and loving.

Tang Mi knew that these two must be Lin Zhibin's parents.

It is difficult for her to imagine that such a pair of friendly parents would actually nurture Lin Zhibin's surly temperament.

Under the host's ardent hospitality, a group of people stood up, and Du Li glanced at the two Cheng Hao. The two did not move. They were with Uncle Du. I am afraid there is something to discuss. She smiled, I am afraid that this level will not be easy, if the Cheng family and his son fall out...this will be fun.

She caught Lin Zhibin's arms and went out together with the others, knowingly leaving the private room to the father and son.

As soon as he left, Tang Mi found that Father Cheng in front of him was obviously relieved.

The rejection just now disappeared all of a sudden.

He clicked on the opposite sofa towards Tang Mi: "Sit down."

Tang Mi still couldn't return to God in the cloud, although they were all the same gentleness, but now with sincere and welcoming gentleness, completely different from what they were just now, Cheng Hao took her to the place designated by Cheng's father and smiled. :

"Dad, you scared her."

The corner of Father Cheng's eyes curled, and the end of his eyes showed the signs of time, and a trace of crow's feet appeared, and he smiled happily:

"Can I call you Mi?"

"Uncle Cheng is free."

Tang Mi responded "obediently", and the **** eyes under her snow-white skin reminded Cheng's father of Xiao Hei at home, and his smile became more kind.

"Xiao Mi, come to sit at home when you have time, Xiaohao's marriage, he is in charge of himself, and I will not object to it."

What about cheques, how about sticking a mandarin duck? !

Tang Mi blinked.

"Xiaohao mentioned you to me a long time ago, and he was ignorant before. Now that you two are together again, you must cherish it. Uncle, I'm just waiting to hug my grandson." He took out a big red envelope and stuffed it into Tang Mi's hand, "You are welcome, if Haohao bullies you in the future, you call me."

"Well, add a WeChat."

Father Cheng swiped out his phone.

…Hey, this is not the same as what was said. Dad Cheng, how about your immortal, glamorous and noble? !

Tang Mi suspected that she accidentally took the heroine script. Cheng Fu was definitely not pretending to be like this. She had a very cold face and smiled like her own silly old man with round eyes and round faces.

Wechat groups are all set up, old man Cheng, Cheng Hao and her, there is also a portrait of God of Wealth.

Old man Cheng stopped talking at all, and typed quickly:

[Haohao's mother lives in New Zealand and doesn't come back too much. Speaking of it, the situation in our family is a bit complicated. When you marry in, Haohao will naturally tell you, but there is a principle to remember. In the future, in public, I will not be at odds with you and Haohao, you know~~~ 】

...Also, there is the rippling tilde.

Cheng's painting style changed too fast, Tang Mi was a little uncomfortable, but the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be carved on it. She couldn't get it for a long time, so she also typed: [Hmm! 】

But... marry in?

Is the progress overtravel and overspeed?

Tang Mi couldn't help but glanced at Cheng Hao, but was shocked by the smile in his eyes. She rarely saw Cheng Hao look so relaxed and relaxed. When she was in college, even if she was happy with her, she never looked like she is now.

The joy and comfort that family affection brings to people cannot be replaced by any other emotion.

"Dad, Tang Mi and I must be together, no matter how you object!"

Tang Mi was about to talk, but saw that the relaxed Cheng family father and son suddenly acted as God-possessed, they sat up straight together, Cheng Hao looked at the old father "angrily", and Cheng's father was "angrily" with his hands shaking like a goat. , "You, you," for a long time, didn't say a word.

Father Lin stood awkwardly at the door.

"Old Cheng, the engagement banquet has begun. Let go of the grievances between your father and son, huh?"

The Cheng family father and son, as expected, are as unacceptable as the rumors.

The child who has been living away since childhood, holding a small star as a treasure, hesitate to turn his face with his father.

Tang Mi lowered her head, and when she raised her, her eyes were red, tears in her eyes turned wildly, she acted as she was afraid of anyone, she was professional!

"Xiaohao, I don't want you to have a conflict with your father for me, oooooo..."

She carried the skirt and ran away.

Cheng Hao couldn't stop him, and looked at each other with his old father, and the two of them turned their heads and snorted at the same time.

Father Cheng's eyes were bright, this daughter-in-law is good, she can play with him, and get addicted to the show. When he was young, he had a dream of an actor. The new son was too staid and boring, so he cooperated this time.

He "coldly snorted": "Don't you hurry up?!"

Cheng Hao is gone.

Tang Mi cried all the way to the bathroom, waited in a quiet place, went to the bathroom, adjusted her expression, and quietly washed her hands. Du Li, who was supposed to be engaged, came out at some point, and she leaned back lazily. Wall, holding a thin cigarette with the lady in his hand, took a sip:

"Well, it's not easy for a rich family to get in, right?"

"Ah, it's on my side!"

Tang Mi suddenly discovered that she was addicted to acting. She is now too obsessed with this bitter little white flower and Cinderella into the rich scene.