How long has it been, Weng Tingjun doesn't know anyway.

Lying side by side with Park Suyan in the Humvee, Weng Tingjun's eyes were a little red, and he thought extremely aggrieved at this moment: When the little fat man bought the Humvee, he thought that this was another protective color for her, wrapping his fragility and weakness under a domineering appearance, which is indeed in line with Weng Tingjun's understanding of Park Suyan, but ...... But today, today, the Hummer stopped in the suburbs and shook for more than two hours, and Weng Tingjun almost broke his waist.

Originally...... It turned out that she bought the car for ...... With tears in his eyes, Weng Tingjun swallowed this grievance stiffly.

"You say you don't look like the domineering male president in a bloody novel now? A Sika, a Julie, and a me, are you comfortable walking among the three of us, is it very fulfilling? After cleaning up the mess, Park So-yeon still had a flush on her face that had not yet receded, and she smiled faintly while putting on her clothes.

When it came to this topic, Weng Tingjun became extremely strict.

"In addition to bringing me Maserati Armani caviar foie gras, the head of Weng's enterprise is talking louder and louder, I don't think I'm a domineering male president......"

Park Suyan was puzzled, raising her eyebrows and staring at Weng Tingjun's side face in confusion.

Weng Tingjun rolled down the window to let out the beautiful smell in the car, he took Pu Suyan's hot little hand, looked out the window and smiled: "Are you afraid of me?" ”

How could Park So-yeon be afraid of him? What if you're the president? I'll let the dog bite you, I'll shoot you twice, I'll clean you up in the Humvee.

"yes, you're not afraid of me."

"Will Ji-yeon rely on me more because I'm the president? No, on the contrary, she probably hates me now. ”

"Isn't there any? Grace ...... Sika, again, didn't change myself because I was the president, so why should I change myself in one more step? I am who I am...... What you see in your life is who you really are......"

Weng Tingjun is not a domineering president, nor is he a rich second generation who is as menacing as light and electricity.

He is who he is, an ordinary young man, at best a young man with a bit of stinky money.

Everyone grew up in a different environment, and Weng Tingjun is very satisfied with his present. He's not different, according to his brother's lyrics, I am me, a different fireworks. However, people like Zhou Shuchen. Since childhood, he has received all kinds of training, and he is not frivolous in his gestures, but he is wise and self-contained, but what is the meaning of this? Can it protect So-yeon?

When I got old, I met old classmates. It just so happened that the old classmate had wine, so he asked casually: "Shuchen, I have wine, do you have a story?" ”

Zhou Shuchen could only say silently, I'm sorry I don't have a story.

It doesn't make any sense.

Although he was shot a few times when he pursued Sika, and although he encountered all kinds of difficulties when he worked hard with Tiara, although there were all kinds of although, Weng Tingjun felt that although these experiences were a little bloody and a little abused, they were enough to make him realize what he needed. What do you want first?

The most terrible thing in this life is that you don't know what you want at all, and you know what you need and want.

Park Suyan was held by Weng Tingjun, and her heart was filled with a sense of security.

Yes, he's still him, he's still the big bad guy who eats instant noodles and picks his feet with Ji-yeon and Xiujing while talking about the lines when the richest young man in Shanghai is announced.

"But sometimes I still get into the state of "domineering president", after all, everyone has to prepare a few masks to live. ”

"Which mask did you wear in the face of me, in the face of us?"

Weng Tingjun rolled his eyes, why is the little fat man so fond of drilling the horns of the bull now?

"If you had survived that painful time. You should be a member of Korea's No. 1 girl group now, right? Do you regret this? ”

Hearing this, Park Suyan was slightly stunned.

"Regrets? I've never regretted this word in my dictionary. ”

Looking at Park Suyan's flamboyant and pretty face without edges and corners, Weng Tingjun's vision was a little dazed.

"If I were still in girlhood. Maybe the ending will be rewritten, but this is fate, there is nothing to regret, in fact, I enjoyed my previous life. ”

Weng Tingjun looked at Park So-yeon in disbelief, "You enjoy the life of being attacked by the whole country? ”

Park So-yeon couldn't deny a smile.

"Why not?" Park So-yeon kicked off her high heels and leaned up slightly. Sitting cross-legged in his seat, he took a bottle of drink and gulped it down.

"Failure has the pain of failure, and success also has the sadness of success. To be honest, once we lost ourselves and enjoyed the income and touting brought to us by our ethereal popularity, if it weren't for this slap in the face, I don't know, am I still Park Suyan? Those shocking scolding and attacks, not to look at it, not to listen to it, but because of these make us more aware of who we are, what we don't need, and what we need. Isn't that great? ”

We are tiara, we need the stage, we need the sea of lemon yellow.

That's all.

Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years.

Weng Tingjun touched Pu Suyan's hair and smiled softly: "You are really different." ”

Park Suyan even showed a woman's coquettishness for the first time, quietly leaning on Weng Tingjun's shoulder, and her little hand couldn't help but caress the muzzle on Weng Tingjun's shoulder.

Here, there are traces of me hurting him.

Park So-yeon's hand slid down again and stopped on Weng Tingjun's chest.

Here, here have also left my footprints, Park Suyan raised her head, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: ""Do you still need to say it?" ”

"But are you sure you want me to accompany you home?" Weng Tingjun almost forgot about Jì, his current identity is Sika's boyfriend, almost everyone who pays attention to the entertainment industry in Asia knows the news, his daughter is a person in this circle, can Papa Park and Mama not know?

"As I said, I won't go home if I don't see the abuse, I can't see the hideous, I can hear the screams, I can't hear the screams."

The current tiara is only using the fox to temporarily 'wash' the prejudice of those antis, and when the fox is over, the Koreans may continue to attack......

Therefore, Park So-yeon's reason for going home has not yet been established.

Weng Tingjun's face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: "Then what do you mean by lying to me going home......?"

"Thank you, thank you for giving me a reason to continue hating you, thank you, thank you for giving me a reason not to hate them."

Park So-yeon covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Ma Dan, you little fat man, do you really think I don't dare to clean you up?" Weng Tingjun was completely angry, what is this? What the hell is this? I love you and spoil you because I like you, you're good, get worse, don't treat the president as a bad character, don't do it? After all, I am also one of the top ten outstanding young entrepreneurs in China......

"Well, wait, the Hummer is spacious enough......" Park So-yeon licked her lips.

Weng Tingjun was very sober-minded, touched the tiger's waist, calculated his combat strength, and when he learned that he still barely had the strength to fight, he immediately became hideous.

I have a tiger in my heart, but I sniff the rose.

(To be continued.) )