Good Morning, Mr. President!

Will definitely do it ~

A man like him is certainly not alone in himself. So, would he coax other women to kiss him?

Thinking of this, I was startled again by my own thoughts. Why is she thinking so much? Even if he really has countless women, what does that have to do with himself? Why make her think about it here?

Tang Yan held her in his arms, as if asking casually, "I have many women, do you care?"

She froze.

Almost didn't dare to think much, just shook his head, "don't care."

He paused, as if to strengthen his persuasion, and added: "I don't care."

Because of her answer, Tang Yan looked colder and hugged her hands a little bit harder.

If you don't care, you really don't care.

He raised his hand to hold her chin, and pressed her face over. He could see the ice on his face. "Hey, I'm different from you-if you dare to have other men, I would care very much— —So, the appearance of this shy person is only allowed to appear in front of my Tang Yan. As for your Mo Xun ... Before I can bear it, it is best to leave the relationship clear, otherwise, I will not care whether Love men or women, and walk too close to you.

The last four words are startling.

He is Yeme, "You ... all know?"

Tang Yan sneered, "Otherwise, why do you think he can survive to this day?" If it was a normal straight man, he would have died when he married her on the first day.

Suddenly felt that in front of Tang Su, he was a transparent person.

She once felt that she would never be dominated by him, nor would she divorce Mo Xun, but at this moment ... her once firmness was instantly shattered.

She seemed to be a plaything in the man's palm.

Before she could escape, she was tied up.

but……

"Tang Yan, why is it me?"

Tang Yan's eyes were darker, and he didn't answer, but his fingers glanced over her beautiful eyes, "I'm just getting back what you promised to give me."

I didn't understand it any more, and became confused, "I promised you something?"

"... your whole life."

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later……

Tang Yan is gone.

I lay on the bed holding the quilt, and never shook God.

She has been thinking about when she would give it to Tang Yan in her whole life.

Tang Yan is her enemy, though, she never thought she could knock him down one day. However, she was even less likely to have a life-long appointment with him. Anyone is possible, but he will not.

She thought that it must be Tang Yan who made a mistake, or remembered it wrong. However, he was so determined. Seems wrong with her.

and……

I don't know if it was his own illusion. When she asked him what he had promised to give him, he seemed to be lost because of her forgetting.

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When Tang and Song returned, they found a person still sitting in the hall. Startled and turned on the light, as expected, Tang Yan was sitting on the sofa.

Fingertips, holding a glass of red wine, his face was hidden in the dark, his emotions were indistinguishable.

"Dimming the lights, dazzling." Tang Yan frowned, his voice cleared.

Tang and Song had to dim the lights again and leaned over, "Brother, are you mindful?"

"Go to bed early."

Obviously, Tang Yan did not want to talk to him more.

Put down the glass and prepare to go upstairs.

Tang and Song followed and asked in a gossip about the brothers, "But didn't the steward say, are you back with Miss Yun, why are you still so unhappy? Didn't you get it?"

Tang Yi stepped back and glanced back at him, "Have your kid ever really liked someone?"

"..." Speaking of the word 'like', Tang and Song were helpless. "Yes, I know, you are the same as Ye Di, the two lovers! However, if you really like it, it is like Ye Di , Tossing myself to death and taking away half of my life, I would rather not like anyone in my life. "

"When you really like someone, you will know, let alone half-life, give her the whole life, and you will do it."

Tang and Song's eyes narrowed, "So ... you really like that lady, don't you just want to be tied back for fun?"

Tang Yan no longer returned to him, only Shenbu went upstairs. Yes and no, only you know best. He is not a lover. Some feelings have been planted in my heart for 8 years. These eight years, she is very good. Obediently, there is no extra entertainment in life, except for the individual seniors who occasionally appear, and there are no idle people who should let him be alert.

In the last few months, he just went to the Sayan Desert and cut off all the contact methods. Unexpectedly, she was out of his control.

When he came back from the desert and knew that she dared to marry another man, he almost broke his head almost immediately—if it wasn't for Jian Qing's investigation of Mo Xun's data, he had already carried it to him.

He held back, restrained, and just tied her back. However, at that instant, he knew clearly that after that, it was impossible to let her go!

Back to her room, passing by her room, she paused, put her hands on the doorknob, and eventually did not push in.

just……

His hesitation, in the end, they completely forgotten their past ...

Or, in fact, she never thought about it. He had fantasised if she would recognize him again when he met again, but she did not.

However, these are no longer important. He could not have in the past, he always wanted her future.

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The next day.

睡 I didn't sleep well last night. As soon as the genius was bright in the early morning, she was awake.

She replaced the shirt on her body, folded it flat, and replaced it with the light blue skirt Tang Ye bought for herself last night, carrying her bag down the stairs. I want to hurry up and retreat before Tang Yuan has woken up.

Before going downstairs, I heard a talk downstairs.

"Send these to Miss Yun's room. Please arrange them carefully!"

"Yes."

He walked downstairs and saw the rows of clothes being carried up by the servants. Then there were all kinds of cameras-those lenses that she had long loved but could not afford; the better hundreds of thousands, that was her goal. Then came some professional and non-professional books that she usually read a lot.

The more I looked at it, the more confused it became.

She went downstairs.

"Miss Yun, wake up?" The steward smiled and bowed to her.

"Morning. Those things that just moved upstairs are ...?" She asked the housekeeper, pointing to the stairs.

"Those are the things that the young master ordered recently for Miss Yun, and they have all arrived today."

"He ordered it for me? Did they all come here?"

"In the future, you live here, naturally here." A lazy voice was uploaded from the building.