Late at night, the lights of every household in the Linxi community have already been lit up like stars, and at this moment they are being extinguished one after another, silent, only the dim street lamps pass through the swaying branches, and the mottled marks left on the ground, a gust of wind blows, wrapped in a faint fragrance of acacia flowers. The sparse shadow is slanted, just like a dark fragrance floating, which makes Jiang Die, who has just walked downstairs in a single dress, a little trance.

Suddenly, there was a sound in her ears that was particularly clear in this silent night, and Jiang Die followed the sound and saw a silver Bentley slowly stopping in front of her.

Sitting in the car was Tang Qian, who had just returned from the banquet, and at this moment he was leaning on the back seat a little drunk, closing his eyes lightly, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand kept rubbing his eyebrows, and he slowly opened his eyes after a while.

"Meng Lang, in the future, let the vice president come forward for this kind of banquet, and try to arrange as little as possible for me."

Some tired voices came, and Meng Lang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned half of his body at the moment, and quickly responded: "Okay, Mr. Tang." ”

"Hmm." Tang Qian replied lightly and asked, "What are the arrangements for tomorrow?" ”

"Tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the morning, Mr. Liu of the marketing department will go to your office to report the list of invited guests for next month's new product launch; At 12 noon, I made an appointment with Mr. Yao of the communication company for lunch; At 2 p.m., Lu Chong from Lukong Group will meet you in the office; At 5 o'clock, Vice President Tang wants to discuss some things with you, but Vice President Tang didn't say anything about what to talk about. ”

Meng Lang neatly reported tomorrow's itinerary, and the vice president Tang in his mouth was naturally Tang Mo.

"Okay, give me another copy of the information of Lukong Group and Lu Chong, and if you want the most detailed, it will be sent to my office at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After hearing this, Tang Qian immediately ordered, he was very cautious about Lu Chong now, and he also hoped to find some information from him.

"Okay, Mr. Tang."

As soon as Meng Lang's voice fell, Tang Qian continued: "Also, don't tell anyone the address here, including my parents. Don't come here to me without my consent. ”

If it weren't for the fact that he drank too much today, Tang Qian wouldn't have let them send it, but whether it was the driver or Meng Lang, he was still relieved.

The car did not return to the Tang Mansion, which already made Meng Lang very confused, and Tang Qian's words surprised him even more.

However, Meng Lang's professionalism as a secretary for many years made Meng Lang not ask anything, he simply replied: "Okay." ”

After squinting for a moment, Tang Qian took a deep breath before pushing the car door.

However, as soon as his footsteps landed, he was startled by the scene in front of him. Not far away, there was a beautiful figure, which looked particularly weak in the silent breeze.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Tang Qian immediately walked up quickly, he took off his coat with one hand and put it on Jiang Die's shoulder, and his deep voice was slightly reproachful: "Isn't it cold to stand here so late?" Didn't I tell you that I would come back late and let you sleep first? ”

Being reminded like this, Jiang Die felt a chill, and she naturally reached out and pulled his coat with residual warmth.

"If you don't come back, I can't sleep, thinking of meeting you here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Die reflexively leaned into his arms, sniffed his nose, frowned and asked, "Have you drunk?" ”

"Smell it?" Tang Qian grabbed her shoulders and asked with a low smile.

Jiang Die gave him a roll of his eyes and scolded: "Can't you smell the smell of wine?" ”

"Do you smell anything other than the smell of wine?"

"What?"

"Masculinity!"

"Not serious!"

"If I'm serious, where does the child come from? Seriously, ma'am, we've got to work harder. ”

"Then you smoke less and drink less in the future."

"This time is an exception, and I promise not to smoke or drink in the future."

……

The couple talked all the way and disappeared around the corner of the apartment building, waiting for everything to fall silent, leaving only the rustle of the leaves in front of the building, as if nothing had happened just now. But at this moment, Meng Lang, who was sitting in the car, was a little confused, and he was a little skeptical that everything he saw just now was an illusion.

However, he reached out and pinched his arm hard, and suddenly gasped.

It hurts!

It's not an illusion, it's real.

At this moment, Meng Lang's mind was full of questions......

Who is this woman?

Is Mr. Tang married?

Do Tang Dong and Mrs. Tang know about this?

It is rumored that Mr. Tang is not ...... Domestic Violence ...... Are you still frigid?

But look at the girl well, listen to the talk, the two of them are planning to have a child.

Could it be that the rumors are false?

Mr. Tang, this is ......

Is the gold house hidden?

On the way back from the car, Meng Lang pondered all the way in a daze, he was wondering if he should report this to Tang Chuan?

Report? Isn't that just betraying Mr. Tang? I'm afraid it will never be reused in the future.

Don't report? Tang Dong knows, will he criticize himself? That's the kind of person who knows him.

There was no reason to think about it, and when the car stopped at the door of the house, Meng Lang finally felt heartbroken, and simply told himself: It was all an illusion just now, nothing happened, he didn't see anything.

Unlike the congenial atmosphere of City A, a roar of anger is being experienced in the villas on the outskirts of City B at this moment.

Song Yungang coaxed Doudou to sleep, and wanted to go downstairs to see Xiao Lin, but when she walked to the corner of the stairs, there was a violent slapping sound on the glass table from downstairs, her heart shook suddenly, and her footsteps subconsciously stopped.

Immediately, Xiao Lin's angry rebuke came, as if he was afraid of the people upstairs, his voice was deliberately suppressed, but it still fell into Song Yun's ears unmistakably.

"Didn't you say that Tang Qian and Jiang Die had already separated? Didn't you say that because of this, Jiang Die and Jiang Luo had a lot of conflicts? Didn't you say that Tang Qian resented Jiang Luo even more? So what's going on? According to the news from the Civil Affairs Bureau of A, Tang Qian and Jiang Die got married two months ago! They're married! What have you been doing for the past two months? …… Why don't you speak? Speak! Answer me: What have you been doing for the past two months? ”

Syllable......

There was another loud bang, the breaking of a cup against the ground.

There was a dead silence downstairs for a moment.

Song Yun moved his body and looked at the corner of the stairs, Xiao Lin was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, because of his anger accompanied by a slight gasp, he clenched his fists and put them on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes staring at the person in front of him for a moment.

The person in front of him was his assistant Ah Yong, who was standing trembling at the moment, burying his head very low, as if he was afraid to look the person in front of him in the eye. But the deathly silence was so suppressed that he was a little out of breath, and after worrying for a long time and not hearing Xiao Lin's voice again, he finally slowly raised his head.

happened to meet Xiao Lin's scarlet eyes, which made him tremble.