Dressed As the President’s First Love

"Just send it here."

Cheng Hao looked down at Tang Mi. Knowing what Lin Zhibin had done before, there was something wrong with her, although on the surface she was still talking and laughing as usual.

The elevator door opened with a "ding", Tang Mi carried her bag into the elevator, and when she turned around, she waved at him, Du Xiyue followed her:

"Go, don't you and Uncle Cheng have something to discuss?"

Cheng Hao's gaze crossed her overly pale face. He didn't feel relieved. He stuck in his pocket and followed up the elevator. He pressed down the correct number of floors and looked up:

"I'll go home and get something."

The elevator rises quickly.

People who have always twittered suddenly stopped twittering, and the atmosphere was a bit embarrassing.

Cheng Hao looked at her with black eyes for a while, and saw that she was absent-mindedly leaning on the elevator rail, but without looking up at herself, suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched her cheeks, and twisted hard—

"Ah it hurts!"

Tang Mi's soul was completely recalled now.

The cheek was sore that she patted Cheng Hao's hands off angrily, and rubbed her vigorously: "What's going crazy?"

"Call a soul for you."

Tang Mi could only hear the heavy sigh from his chest, "I thought you were not afraid of the kitten."

"Who said that? I am a weak and innocent little sheep, and I am afraid of a lot of things."

Afraid of ugliness, fear of death, fear of no money.

The elevator dinged again.

A pair of young girls came in and looked at Tang Mi and Cheng Hao one at a time: "Ah! You, you..."

"Ritang CP!"

The other party's cheeks were flushed with excitement, like a cross talk:

"You are Ritian!"

"You are Tangtang!"

Don Mi: "..."

She smiled gracefully and politely: "It's us."

"Then you live in this community, don't you?! It's no wonder that many times, looking at the back image from a distance...Ahhhhh, so happy, you two look as sweet as the video!"

"Shh, can you help keep a secret?"

…No, I won’t live here, really.

Tang Mi doesn't want to move.

The two girls nodded like garlic: "No problem!"

"Can you help me sign a name?"

Tang Mi couldn't lift the energy right now, but he still signed someone and took a group photo. When he got off the elevator, he felt that there were hundreds of ducks in his head.

The enthusiasm of young girls is really overwhelming.

"Okay, here, turn around..." Tang Mi stopped and waved his hand: "See you tomorrow."

Cheng Hao looked at her and nodded, "See you tomorrow."

The little fans next to them screamed "so handsome".

Did Tang Mi get in? After being smoked by the heating, after drinking the hot milk brought by his mother, she felt her feet step back on the ground.

"Hurry up and take a shower, what do you wear..."

Tang's father and mother, Tang's mother, have the unique aesthetics of the elderly of their class, and decided that the black and black ones are not good-looking.

"Ai."

As if a cup of hot water was refilled into her heart, Tang Mi responded crisply.

Soaking in the bathtub, she has time to think.

There were too many things that happened today. She met Cheng Hao's father and knew about Lin Zhibin's past. Thinking about the past, her class limited her imagination, and she was so ignorant.

The water vapor made her drowsy, and Tang Mi actually fell asleep with a mask on.

She had a dream.

I dreamed that I had become a leaf, sticking to Cheng Hao's head, watching him eating and dancing with Qin Sisi, watching the other myself go to jail, and seeing...

She woke up, the old lady in the dream appeared in front of her, her hair was still black and thick, she was holding a towel in her hand, and she wiped her body like pigskin, muttering:

"Everyone is getting cold, how can you sleep here?"

"Get up quickly when you wake up, I don't worry about it!"

Oh, it's a dream.

The corner of Tang Mi's mouth bends, luckily it is a dream.

The phone on the sink rang. She took the bath towel and got up while wiping it. The old lady went out to cook **** soup for her. She changed her pajamas and picked up the phone.

It was discovered that among the three groups that formed not long ago, the rich man’s father blew her out with ten exclusive red envelopes in a row.

The name of the red envelope is always: Suppress the daughter-in-law.

Tang Mi hesitated. The local tyrants usually make tens of thousands of them. If they have to collect so much at once, will they leave a bad impression?

But she was too curious.

It's a big deal before returning, Tang Mi, holding on to expectation, clicked on.

A dime? !

I still don't believe it.

Tang Mi clicked again: It's still a dime.

Ten ticks, just to make a piece, a frappuccino.

It just so happened that the local tyrant father sent a message: [Take it, you're welcome, please have a frappuccino! 】

Now, all the messy thoughts are gone.

Sure enough, it was a shocking red envelope, so effective, Tang Mi couldn't laugh or cry, but still made a sweet expression in the group.

Sugar Sugar: [Uncle Xie. 】

She waved ten quarters: [Uncle, please eat two. 】

Dad Cheng over there looked at the phone: My daughter-in-law goes on the road and can play!

The silly son would only use "..." to deal with him.

Lonely and lonely old people still need such a well-behaved and cute daughter to heal him, no matter where he is like that silly boy of his own, he can't make a boring fart with ten sticks.

Uncle Cheng waved another red envelope.

Tang Mi thought it was a dime and didn't care about the location. Then, she was blinded by the big golden hair of the local tyrant's uncle.

One, two, three, four, five, six, oh my god, one million frappuccinos, I can’t finish it!

Tang Mi was so scared that she shook her hands, and immediately sent back.

Tangtangtang: [Uncle, I can't finish it. 】Finally someone in our family hurts, JPG.

Dad Cheng: [Go shopping! Well-dressed, my silly son likes it. 】

The silly son who secretly peeped at the screen:...

Cheng: [I don't need you to raise it, Dad. Tangtang still owes me money. 】

Can you chat happily? !

Thinking of the paid pay that had been taken away by more than half, Tang Mi immediately withered. She faintly said "good night" in the group, and she simply shut down and went to bed, and the next day she wanted to take a photo of a double seal.

On the other side, Cheng Hao, in the car, was taught by his old father with his ears in his hands what is meant by being alone. He used his own example to prove this point perfectly.