Good Morning, Mr. President!

Listening to him so confidently mentioning his dead father, he breathed a little harder, and squeezed the hand of the sheet, heavier.

She didn't look away and didn't want to look at him again.

That's right.

This man is her enemy. Kill Father's Revenge!

However, she accepted his affection inexplicably. At the age of 12, she became an orphan because of him. Since then, she had to rely on relatives for help and was sent abroad to study. However, she was about to return home a month ago, and she knew that it had been Tang Yan who had helped her abroad for so many years—a man who only existed in her nightmares.

This contradiction made her unable to stand by him now. She feels ashamed.

However, no matter how much kindness, hate is still hated. Kindness and hatred are not additions and subtractions and cannot be offset.

"Well, just think about it, what the **** am I raising you for?" Tang Yan continued to ask, with a hint of ambiguous voice in his lowered voice.

Although she is young, she is not really stupid.

Everything tonight has been manifested—she was **** by him from their wedding night, forced to lie on his bed, stripped her clothes, and then ...

She is probably an interesting toy that Tang Yan wants. In the rumors, no matter what he wants, nothing but what he wants. There are countless women, but every woman is nothing but his toy, Tang Yan has no heart ...

"No matter what your purpose is, but Mr. Tang ... I'm married today." She said, as if to make him give up, the last few words added weight.

The word 'marriage' in her mouth pulled Tang Yan's nerves.

His eyes darkened, and his voice was tougher than ever. "Oh, what I want, don't say it is a person, even if it is a toy, I will get it if it is ruined. Others, don't touch it."

The last few words were loud and cool, as if the ice cones were knocking on her heart, making her feel scared and frowning, "... what do you want?"

His knuckled fingers gently climbed up her cheeks, apparently warm, but Xun only felt cold all over his body, and for a while, only heard Tang Xie spit out three words, "Divorce. "

Not a negotiated tone.

It's an order.

Shocked.

"I can take more patience with you and give you a month, is it enough?" Tang Yan's words suddenly became tender. The tone was like he was kind-hearted, and she should be grateful at his feet.

Then, without waiting for her to answer, he suddenly leaned over her soft red lips and kissed him: "Baby, obediently keep your virginity in my body. After one month, I will personally check goods."

Her red lips fluttered and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word when she looked at the arrogant man.

For a long time, the words "baby" and "personal inspection" were still in his ears ...

Every word is clearly flirting. This man is obviously very skilled at provoking women ...

Tang Yan didn't stay in the room anymore, but simply pulled away, his charming fresh taste gradually disappeared.

I lay there, and I watched his long figure go away, until the sound of his footsteps completely disappeared, the sheets were laid, and his hands were tightened.

Thinking of the last sentence he left, all kinds of emotions in his heart.

What does this man want to do?

Tonight, in fact, they met for the second time, at least, in her opinion. However, he called her ‘柒 柒’ so intimately, called her ‘baby’ ......

Even doing that kind of arrogantly to her ...

I touched my wrist, and there was still pain. For example, for so many years, my heart has been rotten ...

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The next day.

Early in the morning, before dawn, I left Tang's house. She let the taxi go to her and Mo Xun's new house.

I took the key from my pocket and opened the door, and I kept thinking about how to explain to Mo Xun for a while.

"Where did you go last night?" Then she opened the door and a beautiful face came to her.

I pretend to put down the sleeves, hide the wound on my wrist, and whisper softly, "Go to my dad's graveyard for a while. Have you had breakfast? I'll do it for you."

"You're not mistaken. On wedding night, where's not good, you run to the cemetery?" Mo Xun looked at her like a strange flower.

He walked back to the kitchen and returned to him, "Will I go to the hotel and see my husband and his boyfriend have their wedding night?"

Mo Xiaoshou smiled hippie, "Okay, there is an audience, OK, neither of us would mind. However, I haven't heard that you are a rotten woman before."

He did not continue to make trouble with him, only boiled congee, his eyes turned to Mo Xun.

Little hand, spread out in front of him.

"Why?" Mo Xun glanced at her, palms on her palms.

"money."

"Did you lose your money? You want money early in the morning."

"You promised me. When I marry you, you give me 1 million. Now I have covered your cover, don't you want to sue?"

"Look at you like this, is I Mo Xun the kind of person?" Mo Xun poked her forehead with a finger. "However, we can sign the agreement. My dad can't divorce without farting ~"

"Rest assured, I still have this kind of contractual spirit." Therefore, the one-month divorce that Tang Yue said was never possible. Of course, she would not be dominated by a stranger.

"Let's go, my grandfather will sign a check for you!" Mo Xun grabbed his long arm and pulled her around the neck to take her to the study.

He and Mo Xun knew each other abroad, and they rented the same room at that time. Mo Xun likes men.

Mo Xun has a lot of words, but relatively few words. As soon as the two people's characters neutralized, they became the best GAY honey. Mo Xun fell in love with her directly as a trash can. She was not comforting, just listening.

In the years he spent with Mo Xun, he had unconsciously improved a lot of his sullen temper. At least, in front of Mo Xun, she could say a few more words.

Mo Xun signed her a check and looked up at her. "You are alone, you don't even have a home. Why do you want 100W?"

Amami glared at him, "Who has no home?"

Tap lightly, just like this without temper.

Mo Xunzhile handed her the check, "Okay, you have a home. But you don't need a million if you have a home?"

I carefully collected the cheque before answering, "Repay the debt. I want to pay back the money I spent studying."

In that way, the kindness is counted, and she can draw a clear line from Tang Yuan, and she can hate it more confidently.

What did Mo Xun want to ask, but I already got up and opened the door of the study.