Chapter 172: Where Did the Birthmark Come From?
"Then tell me first, how do you know Tang Qiyue...... Is my birthmark on the left? Have you seen Tang ...... A picture in my brother's hand? He seems to have said that he hadn't shown it to others? Did Han Bing tell you? ”
Yan Yue removed the silent finger from her mouth and stared at Wan Tianyou tightly.
"I don't know! I only know that you told me that your birthmark is on the left, how do I know where Tang Qiyue is? ”
She raised her eyebrows and swallowed. Wan Tianyou obviously decided that he was still Yuyue, and at this time, he and Tang Qiyue were completely two people.
"Then you ......"
"Didn't Mr. Tang say it, Tang Qiyue's birthmark is not on the right. Then I thought, if it's not on the right, maybe it's on the symmetrical left. I'm thinking about it, let you show the birthmark on the left side, save the scene. Anyway, no one knows what Tang Qiyue's birthmark looks like. Although Han Bing is offstage, she will never dismantle Mr. Tang's stage in front of so many people, unless she doesn't want to mix up in the future. But I really didn't expect that. Tang Qiyue's birthmark turned out to be Yue'er Bud. ”
Wan Tianyou has also been in a trance since then.
If it weren't for judging from the clothes, Tang Qiming's look, and the sum of these columns, he didn't know that there was a birthmark on Yanyue's body. I'm afraid that Wan Tianyou will really think that Huanyue is really Tang Qiyue himself.
In Wan Tianyou's view, there is a possibility that there is a possibility in ten thousand, and his intuition is wrong. Yanyue lied to him, and she was really Tang Qiyue's words. Then Tang Qiming didn't need to cover it up at all, he would directly prepare a backless dress, and let the birthmark of the moon be made public in the eyes of everyone as soon as possible.
"Tsk......"
She blinked and smashed her mouth, there was nothing to explain. Wan Tianyou had already thought of it, and it was meaningless for her to continue to quibble in front of Wan Tianyou that she was Tang Qiyue.
"Hehe, nothing to say? Then you ......"
"Shhhh Let's talk about it when we get home! ”
Huanyue glared at Wan Tianyou and walked towards Tang Qiming.
Although the voices of the two were low enough, almost to the level of whispering. But it is difficult to ensure that the partition wall has ears, maybe some people have long ears, listen to a few words, and judge it, I am afraid it is another piece of discussion.
Yan Yue followed Tang Qiming to meet the young masters of some families, or the sons of the bosses of some groups, and put on a standardized smile that he had practiced in the palace all year round, which was boring.
"You come with me."
After the banquet ended, Tang Qiming looked solemn, glanced at the moon, and took her out of the club. and rejected Wan Tianyou's peers, making Wan Tianyou helpless, with a trace of displeasure, and drove home alone.
Tang Qiming lives in a five-star hotel owned by GR Group, not far from the private club where banquets are held. A drive of more than 20 minutes is a long time. Because the atmosphere in the car is very awkward.
She looked at Tang Qiming's face a few times, and she was also apprehensive in her heart. I don't know if my performance today satisfied him. It's not just about her identity in this world, but also about her pocket money of 10,000 yuan a month. If this "job" is shaken by today's frequent accidents, Tang Qiming will not know who to blame.
Tang Qiming didn't say a word along the way, as if he was thinking about something terrible. The moon didn't dare to disturb, and she didn't even dare to breathe. The cool air conditioning in the car also couldn't relieve her nervous heat at this time.
Arriving at the hotel where Tang Qiming was staying, Xianyue followed Tang Qiming all the way to silently take the elevator back to the presidential suite.
"Say, who the hell are you? Who told you to do this? Who told you to approach me? Where do you get the birthmark on your body? ”
After Tang Qiming entered the house, he didn't even move his coat, he sat directly on the sofa, and spoke in a low voice.