When she entered the house, she saw Tang Zhixin's eyes closed, and the kid snuggled into her arms silently.

Lu Ye didn't speak, thinking she was asleep.

Walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at her distressedly.

The room was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of birds singing outside the window, only the breath of the three of them was left.

This can make the friends in the live broadcast room depressed.

Netizen non-toxic husband: "I'm going, what's the situation, why did you suddenly turn off the lights?" The goddess is doing it? Do you want to talk to the richest man or something? This is followed by five smirking memes.

Netizens are the most poisonous women's hearts: "No, the live broadcast room is not closed, just pull the lamp to do that kind of thing, the richest man in Wulin and the goddess will also play, haha, it is exciting to think about it." ”

The netizen story is so ups and downs: "Recording and recording, students, don't forget to record, this is a famous scene, but it is hard to find, whether we can get rich overnight depends on this recording!! ”

The plot of netizens is so ups and downs: "Hahaha, it's been a long time, I've grown so big, I haven't heard the sound of the richest man eating goddess brand tofu, I'm really blessed today!" ”

Netizens sat and waited in the live broadcast room to watch the sound of watching the show one after another.

Poor Tang Zhixin didn't know anything about this, thinking that he had withdrawn from the live broadcast room when he hid his phone.

And......

Pretending to sleep is actually a painful thing.

Especially when you are stared at, you must even breathe carefully, otherwise it is easy to expose flaws.

"You just don't want to see me?"

Lu Ye didn't find out that Tangtang was pretending to be asleep, but he blamed her for her light breathing that was almost inaudible, but her heartbeat was louder and louder.

After all, he still saw the flaws, and Tang Zhixin was a little depressed about it.

The netizens in the live broadcast room exploded.

Hey, what's the situation?

Quarreled?!

-, the little citizen refuses to see the richest man in Wulin, who gave her face?

The comments were polarized, one side was surprised, and the other side insulted Tang Zhixin for being shameless, and he floated to the sky when Lu Ye liked her.

Netizen Qing Cang was so handsome that the sky exploded: "Hold back the noise, make a noise!" What happened to the little citizens? The goddess of wuli is also a human being, and if she is a human being, she has human rights.

The richest man in your family made her angry.

What's wrong with throwing your face?

If you have the ability, don't shout here, just tell your noble richest man not to be cheap, and let go of the goddess of Wulin sugar candy OK?! ”

This netizen revealed his identity at once.

Suddenly, all netizens chased him in the live broadcast room and asked: "Wulin Road is a big hero who draws a knife to help when he sees injustice, but the brain-dead fan of the goddess of sugar candy is stupid?!" ”

Wuli Zhou Qingcang twitched the corners of his mouth, and immediately replied: "Yes and so, isn't it so what?" No matter how brain-dead Zhou Qingcang is, he is also better than you, at least he didn't scold people when he met them. ”

At that time, Ai Wei, who was on the way back to the company, watched the live broadcast at that time, followed by Zhou Qingcang's netizens: "You guys accumulate some morality and become individuals, they are all raised by your parents." ”

The two die-hard fans of Tang Zhixin are fighting with netizens in the live broadcast room, and the two parties involved, Tang Zhixin and Lu Zhiyan, are still immersed in their own pain.

I can't help myself.

Lu Ye took a deep breath.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Gently shaking Sugar's arm, Sugarcandy shook it off and continued to protest with silence.

“……”

Lu Ye was also uncomfortable looking at her like this.

"Baby, give me a chance......"

Flipping the lip flap again, the sound quality is comparable to that of a subwoofer male god.

As soon as the word 'baby' came out with a little flattery, the girls in the live broadcast room were all crazy.

- Oh my God, Lu Ye's voice is too good, isn't it???

- Ahhh

- Tang Zhixin, I beg you to be a person, stop abusing our richest man!!

"Hmph, this is an apology, no sincerity at all!" Tang Zhixin turned his back to Lu Ye and pouted and refused to forgive.

"So what do you think I'm going to do? As long as you say it, I will satisfy you. ”

The more unprecedented, the more gentle and doting Lu Ye's tone is, only Tang Zhixin has this ability to make him so.

"I want to listen to songs, and when I listen to them, I become very happy and happy."

Tang Zhixin's voice was hoarse.

She wasn't happy, not happy at all, she wanted to be happy, as if only laughing happily at this moment could erase the pain caused by the truth about Coco's death.

"Then you'll have to turn around and look at me."

Lu Ye took off his coat and threw it aside, saying, "I have a problem, I can't help but dance when I sing." ”

Dance?!

"What dance?!"

Tang Zhixin looked back at him suddenly, her beautiful eyes couldn't hide her curiosity, she had only seen Lu Ye singing and waltzing.

I've never seen any other dances.

"Hip-hop."

"Oh......!?" Tang Zhixin's lips were surprised to form an O-shape.

The domineering president dances street dance.

And it's the domineering president of 187.

This style of painting, Tang Zhixin only fantasized about it, and he felt very incongruous.

The girl in the live broadcast room was enthusiastic because of this.

- Oh my God, the richest man in Wuli can actually dance, he is really a versatile person!!

- Ahhhhh

- I'm so envious, so jealous, I want to see the richest man dance.

- Woo woo, Wuli Tang Goddess, we were wrong, please adjust the camera, we want to watch Lu Ye dance, we will never scold you for being shameless in the future.

At that time, under the watchful eyes of Tang Zhixin and all netizens, Lu Ye started his first debut of coaxing women in hip-hop.

The style of painting is like this.

"Let's learn to meow together, meow meow, meow, meow in front of you, meow, ......meow,

Tang Zhixin's expression was like this: "......"

The screams of netizens are like this: "Ahh!!h ”

"My heart is pounding, obsessed with your bad smile, if you don't say you love me, I'll meow meow ......"

Lu Ye is coquettish, selling cuteness, using his nearly one-meter-nine big man, singing little girls' songs, and dancing cute 'street dance' without any technical content.

Tang Zhixin raised his hand to support his forehead, a little unbearable to look at directly.

This cliff is the most poignant 'learning cat meow' dance she has ever seen, not that Lu Ye is not good at dancing.

It's the intention to coax her to be happy at the expense of self-destructive image.

The same are Coco's parents.

can die for such a reason, how can he, a father, have less pain in his heart than her?

He endured the pain of losing his daughter and couldn't take revenge on his mother, how many people can understand the grievances and pain in his heart?

Less than half an hour after learning the truth about his daughter's tragic death, he lost his third child, and now he has to accept his resentment......

Even in this case, he still disregarded his image and tried his best to coax himself to be happy.

Thinking about it, Tangtang's distressed tears fell involuntarily.

"I need your hug every day, cherish every moment together, how important you are to me, I think you know better than I know that you are my heroine......"

Lu Ye is still struggling to perform.

Every dance move, every lyrical lyric lyric of the song, carries his love for Sugar Candy.

The more he was like this, the more Tang Zhixin's tears flowed.

He is the richest man, the president of the Lu Group, and the king of the high, but at this time, he tried his best for an insignificant self.

Tang Zhixin looked up at the ceiling and let the tears flow.

Lu Ye looked at her with a cute dance, and as soon as the rhythm changed, he changed to an English song.

The lyrics are to the effect that it is as follows.

- So baby, I beg you, hold on, keep going, keep going, baby, keep going, keep loving me, because I live only for you......

"Stop singing...... Tang Zhixin held his face with his hands, crying so much that he couldn't help himself.

She was a little confused.

"I don't hate you, I've never hated you, I'm just ...... Just feel that you should be angry with you, but forget, and you will be sad too. ”

Lu Ye stepped forward and hugged her in his arms, touched her head, and said softly: "Fool, the saddest thing for me today is to watch you miscarry and can't do anything." ”

What do you mean?!

As soon as the netizens in the live broadcast room heard this, they instantly exploded again.

- Tang Zhixin had a miscarriage.

- Tang Zhixin had a miscarriage.

- Tang Zhixin had a miscarriage.

It didn't take long for Tang Zhixin's miscarriage to make headlines on major news pages.

Seeing this news, Zhou Qingcang was silent, and Song Wenbin was smoking on the balcony.

Fu Xiangxiang opened a bottle of fine red wine in front of the wine cabinet.

Old man Lu took off his reading glasses.

Father Tang skimmed a kitchen knife at his waist and quietly went out.