Coincidentally, after Tang Ming bought a pink lipstick and a red bag for Quan Yunli, Quan Yunli's phone rang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info company has a temporary notice for her to go. After Tang Ming drove Quan Yuli to S.M Company, he felt that the world was quiet again, and he was alone again.

Park Ji-yeon and Park Hyo-min have been running to China lately, and the focus of TARA's work in South Korea, which is about to be overwhelmed, has shifted to China. Park Chulong had just finished arguing again. Kim Taeyeon's new album was released two days later, and she has been busy running announcements and promotions recently, no one has enough time, where is there time to accompany Tang Ming?

Driving aimlessly through the streets of Seoul in his Audi R8. Before falling in love, Tang Ming didn't feel anything wrong alone, nor did he feel lonely, but felt good about himself.

After falling in love, every time I am alone, I will feel a burst of loneliness, and the whole person is like losing my soul.

"Huh! Isn't this car in front of Yang Yixing? Tang Ming looked through the glass window of the car, looking at the familiar license plate number of the broken black Hyundai car in front of him, his eyebrows raised slightly, a little curious. Because he obviously felt that Yang Yixing was tracking the silver-gray BMW X6 in front of him.

"Could it be that the BMW X6 in front of me is a famous idol, which was met by Yang Yixing, a senior paparazzi." The corners of Tang Ming's mouth were slightly hooked, and he said to himself, his eyes flashing with a look of curiosity.

Tang Ming didn't think much about it, just followed behind Yang Yixing's black broken modern, and prepared to follow him wherever he was going? Tang Ming is so big, it's the first time I've encountered paparazzi digging materials!

………

Half an hour passed, and the silver-gray BMW X6 in front of him took Tang Ming and Yang Yixing around and around, and several times they had dumped both of them, but later, Yang Yixing didn't know why, but he was still able to accurately find the location of the car.

"Seoul love story, this hotel is still so literary and artistic, and it has a name with such connotation." Tang Ming put his hands on the steering wheel casually, chewing the gum in his mouth constantly, the corners of one side of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was a little uninhibited with a hint of disdain.

The people in the BMW seemed to be very cautious, and looked left and right several times, and then three people got out of the car, two men and one woman.

The woman did not wear anything to hide her identity, her loose face and neat short hair, she looked about forty or fifty years old, and she looked like a neat urban woman. And the two men, from the skin on their bodies, can be seen to be legitimate teenagers, almost in their 20s. The whole face is covered, and only a little bit of skin is exposed.

"It's strange, what are these three people doing in the hotel?" Tang Ming's brows frowned slightly, watching the three of them leave in the elevator of the underground garage.

At this time, Yang Yixing's car, which had been parked next to him, opened the door. The man who got out of the driver's seat was not Yang Yixing, who else would it be.

I saw that he didn't follow and directly secretly photographed the strange trio, but came to Tang Ming's car, knocked on his window gently, and said respectfully: "President." ”

Well, I've been discovered. Tang Ming shrugged his shoulders gently, gently rolled down his car window, and looked at Yang Yixing in front of him, "What?" Easy walk, are you digging for news? Who are those three people? ”

"Hey, hey! As a president, you really understand me! Yang Yixing raised his peculiar lewd smile, bent his waist, and slapped it with a gentle slap.

"Okay, don't slap me on the back, who are the three of them? How do I feel like I don't know anyone? The corners of Tang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to Yang Yixing in front of him with a straight face.

"Don't you know, President? They're all old acquaintances of yours. ”

"Old acquaintances?" Tang Ming's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he really didn't know it. But what exactly does Yang Yixing mean by old acquaintances.

"yes, old acquaintance. Have you forgotten, President? Last time, you stood up for Krystal at the airport, beat them up, and then were taken by the police and forcibly detained for 48 hours? Yang Yixing's smile was still so obscene, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be a little bantering.

"Could it be the three of them?" Tang Ming's eyes froze in vain, with a touch of ice-like coldness for ten thousand years, and glanced at Yang Yixing in front of him.

"Well, that's them." Yang Yixing put his hands into his trouser pockets, feeling that his own smoking addiction was a little up, and he did want to empty the box, and the cigarettes in the box had already been smoked by him.

"Assi!" Yang Yixing scolded a little annoyed, and then threw the empty box in his hand aside.

"Pump mine!" Tang Ming took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower 1916 from the drawer of her car and handed it over.

"Yo, President. Yellow Crane Tower 1916, this is Korea, how did you get it. Yang Yixing took out a cigarette, and his eyes became more solemn.

Before Tang Ming came to the company, the president of the company arranged for him to be his assistant. Yang Yixing kept hearing that Tang Ming was a very strong rich second generation in China. He always thought that Tang Ming was just a nouveau riche, and at most he was panicked about burning more money.

However, this time his impression of Tang Ming completely changed. If Tang Ming was just a simple nouveau riche, then Chinese cigarettes could appear in his drawer. You must know that cigarettes are not only difficult to export, but also difficult to import, let alone in the country of South Korea.

"Nothing." Tang Ming waved his hand lightly. Just kidding, isn't it just a little cigarette! His second uncle specialized in ocean trade. Carrying a cigarette is not the same as playing. If you don't have it, just go to Song Ming's office to blackmail a few more.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on? Who the hell are the three of them? Why me. Tang Ming put away his smile, and his voice was low, as if he came from the Nine Shadows, and it was extremely cold.

Tang Ming's voice made Yang Yixing's left hand holding the cigarette tremble violently, and the cigarette that had not yet been lit fell to the ground with the trembling of Tang Ming's hand.

Yang Yixing squatted down and picked up the cigarette he regarded as a treasure, clamped it in his left hand, took out a lighter with his right hand, lit it, put it to his mouth and took a deep breath, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of the smell of smoke passing through his lungs.

Then, his eyes opened slightly, and a puff of second-hand smoke came out of his mouth, grinning, and laughing "hehe". (To be continued.) )