Good Morning, Mr. President!

She unintentionally swept the door of the inner chamber, and now it was open. Obviously, Tang Yan has left.

She pursed her lips, picked up the camera again, and apologized to the other two. Ruan Mengmeng's eyes are full of gossip, but Wang Dong just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I have time next. Don't worry about the interview slowly."

Before that, Dong Wang had been urging them to interview quickly and not to delay time, but now they have changed their previous attitude. I know that this is naturally the light of Tang Yi.

However, Tang Yan's light is not something she can touch.

Packed up and put back into work. An hour later, the interview was terminated.

"Ms. Xie, the driver is already waiting for two downstairs, and will take you back to the magazine." Wang Dong's tone flattered.

I was very uncomfortable, "No need ..."

"Why not? You are twisting your feet now. Do you want to squeeze the subway?" Ruan Mengmeng gave her a camera bag in one hand and supported her in one hand. "Don't be stubborn."

"Ms. Ruan is right." Wang Dong took Ruan Mengmeng's words, and laughed again: "You are the girlfriend of Tang Shaozhu, if he knows I will let you go like this, I will not even send it, then I It's offending the young master. "

I didn't speak and didn't explain much. The key to her relationship with Tang Yan is that she knows in her own mind how others think it is not important.

Out of Wang Dong's office, Wang Dong's secretary has greeted him, "Ms. Xie, this is left to you by Mr. Tang."

I took a look, it was just the ointment. Miss Secretary continued: "Mr. Tang explained it, and he has to paint it once in the morning, at night and evening."

Xu looked down at those medicines, didn't speak, and turned back and forth. Ruan Mengmeng thanked her. On the side of Wang Dong's heart, he was even more shocked to see him. This master Tang Men has been so diligent. Can he be an ordinary person?

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Stomp pain and no more arrogance.

Boarded the car sent by Wang Dong and returned to the magazine with Ruan Mengmeng.

Along the way, Ruan Mengmeng's gaze kept looking at her. But because Wang Dong was in the car, she didn't ask much. After getting off the bus and downstairs in the office building, Ruan Mengmeng couldn't help it.

"Let's talk! Come on! I'm choking along the way, almost suffocating."

"Say what?"

"What's your relationship with Tang Shaozhu? Don't talk about friends, I don't believe it."

"... we are not even friends."

"Cut ~~ Then you can give this medicine to you? Oops, I also told you three times a day. I think he is very skillful in holding you, isn't it the first time you hold you?"

Push your lips and don't speak.

"Well, you're not honest! Let's just say, when did you and him ... wow, that's wrong, you ..." Ruan Mengmeng suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice, "You have no Mo Xun Yeah, eh, you didn't ... just get married, did you derail? "

柒 柒 Helpless, "I did not."

However, Ruan Mengmeng apparently did not believe, "It is difficult to be pursued by someone like Tang Yan. If you don't want to be derailed, let's say, have you already been tempted? No wonder I checked his information a few days ago."

"I really don't! I won't be moved!" I vetoed again, seeming to be anxious, my voice rising a little unconsciously.

Ruan Mengmeng froze and looked at her. She had never seen her so red-eyed.

Seeing her response, I also felt like I was feeling a little excited later, and she sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm not trying to kill you ..."

"You scared me." Ruan Mengmeng patted his chest exaggeratedly.

I dragged my sore foot into the elevator, adjusted my emotions, and Ruan Mengmeng said, "Today, you don't see anything. In short, Tang Ye and me, not what you want That's it. I haven't been derailed, I have no heart, let alone my heart. "

The latter sentence seems to strengthen the persuasion, but also adds some strength.

Ruan Mengmeng sighed. Stupid, repeating this ‘no heartbeat’ over and over again, it feels more like a cover up for heartbeat ...

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at night.

I went back, Mo Xun happened to be at home.

Seeing her dragging her feet back, frowning, "What happened to the feet?"

"Hey."

"Don't you call and let me pick you up?"

"I'm not afraid that you're busy with your work." I sat down on the sofa, hugging the pillow, and leaned slightly weakly.

"OK." Mo Xun nodded. Glancing at him, "What's wrong with you? Your face looks so ugly."

"... It's okay."

"Sit down. I'll buy you some medicine downstairs." Mo Xun stood up.

I wanted to say there was medicine in the bag, but in the end, I just nodded, "OK."

Mo Xun bought the medicine, and she used Mo Xun. The medicine Tang Tang bought, she set aside, it was useless.

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at night.

After taking a bath, I copied out the photos in the camera one by one. Looking at them one by one, his gaze fell on one of the photos and he paused.

Turns out to be a picture of Tang Yan.

Across the glass door, he and Jian Qing stood outside the office. The slender figure, the pervasive style, almost permeated from the photos.

I don't even know when I took such a photo, but just looking at it in such a confused way, she has an unspeakable feeling. Well, what did she do to take Tang Yan's picture?

She moused over the delete button.

The cell phone suddenly sounded at this moment.

Shocked.

Not a phone call, but a text message.

She removed the action and paused. Bring the phone over and don't think about it. A brief message made her stumble for a while.

"Is it medicine?"

No charge.

I know who sent the message the first time.

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the other side.

Tang Yi got off the plane and had a meeting in the hotel.

The meeting lasted all afternoon, and now it was a half-way break. The tea in front of him had not been drunk, but he had been playing with his mobile phone.

Jian Qing peeked at him several times and found that he turned his attention to his mobile phone from time to time. However, the phone is always black.

Gradually, he was obviously impatient and adjusted his body lazily several times. In the end, it seemed to be faint and a little angry. He no longer controlled the mobile phone, got up with a stretched face and went to the window to smoke.

But, at this moment ...

The phone on the table vibrated. Jian Qing immediately said: "Young Master, the phone is ringing. It is information."

Don Juan froze. Then, on the glass window, a faint smile gradually appeared on the beautiful and charming face. Turning around, everything has been concealed, only pretending to ask indifferently: "Who sent it?"