He could even see her in a white pajamas, standing at the window wiping her hair.

Faintly, although it can't be seen clearly, it can't stop the prying eyes of others.

Tang Yu pursed his lips, took two puffs in a row, took off the cigarette butt in his hand, and went into the car to make a phone call.

A day later, when Pei Qiqi came back, she found that her curtains had been replaced and replaced with two layers, one layer of tulle inside and a thick layer of cloth outside.

She called the landlord and thanked her, because she had asked to change the curtains before, and the landlord had been reluctant to do so, but this time she changed them so happily, and the color was what she liked.

The landlord accepted her thanks, and looked at the passbook in his hand with mixed feelings, she had already sold this house, which was twice the market price, and Pei Qiqi's rent would be returned to her in the future.

There is only one, that is, whatever Pei Qiqi asks, she has to agree.

Tang Yu followed Pei Qiqi undetected like this, looking into her eyes, he tried hard to find a trace of her nostalgia for the past, but no.

On her little face, she couldn't find a trace of missing him.

Like, she should have belonged here, like she forgot about him.

She lives peacefully, goes to class, goes home, goes to work, her life is self-disciplined and simple, but in his opinion, she is too hard.

The treasure he held in the palm of his hand is now living so hard alone in the southern city.

She was planning to never see him for the rest of her life, was she?

He knew that it would be useless to follow her like this, but he still followed uncontrollably.

Looking at her cold little face, he would feel distressed, but when she smiled occasionally, he would smile too......

A few days later, a phone call forced Tang Yu to leave.

He didn't go back to City B, and flew directly to the United States-

He stayed there for a full month, and when he returned to City B, it was late autumn.

On Monday, Tang Yu went to the company, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, Xiao Ran followed closely, "President, Mr. Shen is here." ”

Tang Yu's steps paused, and he said as he walked: "She was discharged from the hospital?" ”

Xiao Ran hummed, and then stopped talking a little: "President, Mr. Shen didn't come alone. ”

"Huh?" Tang Yu tilted his head.

Xiao Ran didn't have time to say that a person slowly walked out from the side, which was familiar to them.

Meng Qingcheng!

Tang Yu looked at him and smiled lightly and a little bitterly: "Qingcheng, you won't come back to work, right?" ”

"Of course not." Shen Lian's voice sounded.

She slowly came over with her wheelchair, looked up at Tang Yu, and said word by word: "Now, Meng Qingcheng is the general manager of Jintaihe headquarters." Tang Yu, what do you think? ”

Tang Yu smiled lightly and walked into his office, "What do you want me to think?" ”

Shen Lian was a little angry and gritted her teeth.

Xiao Ran smiled: "I'll make coffee." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Meng Qingcheng, a little puzzled.

Meng Qingcheng couldn't mix with someone like Shen Lian, and he felt that this world was all mysterious.

Tang Yu had already sat behind the desk, his ten fingers were folded on the table to form a pyramid, and he pondered for a while before he spoke: "I thought that it would be your lawyer who came with you, not Qingcheng." ”

Shen Lian raised her chin, "Tang Yu, you know what I want." ”

Tang Yu's deep eyes looked at her for a long time before he smiled faintly: "Yes!" But Shen Lian, I never thought about ruining the marriage, as the future Mrs. Tang, you are a little worried. ”