Chapter Seventy-Six: Going to the Field
"No one forced you, everything was caused by yourself, and the excuse was to use your husband's theory of cause and effect. It is because of your betrayal that you have caused the current effect, if you want to blame you, blame yourself, don't be angry with me. Tang Wanning retorted to him.
"That's why I want everything to go back to its place, Wanning, let's not go wrong!" Tang Beichen's tone turned to begging.
Tang Wanning felt like she was communicating with a child who couldn't understand anything, and her brain swelled: "Tang Beichen, how many times do you want me to say it, how can you say it before you can understand?" I love Ou Mu Ye. I like my life now, he is my destined true destiny, I will not leave him, I will do my best to catch it, with you, it is in the past. ”
She said it clearly enough!
"You've never lied, why have you become so liar lately?" Tang Beichen sneered sadly, and there was a deep sadness in his black eyes.
And this sadness, she also fully felt: "You know what kind of personality I am, so don't deceive yourself, let it go." Try to love Yunshang, and you will be happy. ”
"Wanning, I lost you, but I don't know how to get it back. If I could turn back the clock, I wouldn't have married Yunshang. Because I love you all the time, I love you, I can't live without you, every time I see you with him, I'm so jealous that I'm going crazy, I'm miserable, really painful. You tell me what to do, Tang Wanning, you tell me. He questioned her uncontrollably, his eyes already full of mist.
Tang Wanning sighed faintly: "I'm sorry, I can't help you!" ”
Even if he was so painful, there was only sympathy and pity left in her heart, and she knew that for him, the man who had been moved and loved by her heart was after all sentimental that had penetrated into the traces of time, and it had nothing to do with love.
She was also surprised that she would really change her mind so quickly, but if she doesn't love it, she doesn't love it, it has nothing to do with morality and no one, maybe she wasn't born to be a lover.
"No, you helped, if you don't love me, you can love me again, I will always wait for you to come back." Tang Beichen was in a hurry to fight for it.
"I'm too lazy to tell you again, don't call me again, don't venture into my room, you heard Uncle Nine's words, next time, you're going to be unlucky, I'll hang up." Tang Wanning took the phone off her ear.
"Wait a minute----"
Tang Wanning put the phone back to her ear: "Do you still have something to say?" ”
"You seem to have a very good relationship with Ou Qingyuan!"
"What nonsense are you, he's an uncle, I'm a niece and daughter-in-law, we're a family."
"Did you go into his room that morning, and you dressed like that and you could naturally go into his room, or did you have a bad relationship? Wanning, it seems that you are still not a man, a man will help a woman, and the ultimate goal is only one, that is, to get her. ”
This time, Tang Beichen cut off the phone first.
Tang Wanning took the phone off her ear in a daze.
The last few words he said made her feel inexplicably panicked, no, Uncle Nine is a gentle and good person, in his own words, they have no grievances, and he doesn't want to get into trouble by helping her, not with other thoughts.
But no matter what, it's better to keep your distance as much as possible in the future!
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In the afternoon, Ou Muye was going to go to other places, so he took her with him, and he would spend the night there.
They came down from the upper floor, and Lan Baiguang walked a few steps past and left the door of the RV, but if it was more than two hours away, he would take the RV, which had a lot of space for easy rest, and most importantly, if he needed to go to the bathroom on the way, he didn't have to go to the public toilet at the service station.
Tang Wanning got into it first, it was luxurious and spacious, clean and tidy, sitting on a dark brown leather chair, soft, it was so comfortable.
Subsequently, Ou Muye sat next to her, and finally Lan Baiguang also came up, he closed the door, pressed the inner line, and let the driver in front of him drive.
The car slowly left Euclidean.
Half an hour later, I was driving on the highway.
Ou Muye has been opening the information in his hand since he got in the car, Lan Baiguang will interject from time to time, the two are very tacit, from their conversation, Tang Wanning heard that he is going to meet a real estate tycoon in other places, and he must have a very good background if he can let Ou Muye go in person.
The master and servant were still discussing something in a low voice, occasionally looking at each other, smiling knowingly, and Tang Wanning, who was watching, couldn't help but fantasize again.
Imagine two men sitting next to each other, and you know they are in love, can your thoughts not be smeared with tofu dregs?
If it's two ugly guys, imagine that they kiss at a 90-degree angle on their sides, and you'll vomit all the stomach acid.
can be replaced by such two beautiful men with delicate facial features, you fantasize about the same scene, not only will you not vomit, but you will also open your eyes wide, swallow your saliva, and watch with bated breath, and then your heart will flutter, and then your face will be hot, and in serious cases, you will have nosebleeds.
Even now, she blushed and stared at them with unblinking eyes.
Lan Baiguang inadvertently saw Tang Wanning's strange expression, and immediately moved uncomfortably: "President, I'd better go and sit in front." ”
"Bai Guang!" Ou Muye suddenly grabbed his hand and screamed affectionately.
Lan Baiguang's body stiffened, and he conveyed a look begging for mercy to Ou Muye.
Boss, don't play with me!
However, this can't stop Tang Wanning from imagining it as a manifestation of resentment, and she thinks that poor Secretary Lan is hovering on the edge of love and helplessness.
"Why are you crying, I don't want you, good girl!" Ou Muye put his hand back on his thigh, and at the same time squinted at Tang Wanning's expression.
Lan Baiguang couldn't help but vomit, and his laughter was more ugly than crying.
Tang Wanning circled up and coughed: "President, Secretary Lan has his own life pursuits, he likes girls who are white and beautiful, like princesses." ”
"Tang Teqi is right." Lan Baiguang thought to himself, Madame has finally returned to normal.
"Princess?" Ou Muye smiled: "Which princess are you referring to?" "The girl died.
"You are really, you know that the princess was raised by you?" Tang Wanning crossed her fingers and counted the princess's goodness one by one: "Look at how snow-white it is, its bloodline is noble, cold and uninhibited, and occasionally innocent, lively and cute, and a little second." ”
Lan Baiguang's face was pale, and he wanted to jump out of the car, daring to love her for wanting to introduce the female cat to him as his girlfriend?
He stood up again: "I think I'd better go to the front!" ”
Staying with this strange couple, a couple who take pleasure in teasing people, sooner or later he will get a nervous breakdown.
Ou Muye didn't hold someone's "little hand" again this time, let him go, and watched him with caring eyes.
Tang Wanning hugged her chest beside her, and sighed in her heart, looking at it, and then looking at it, her eyes were about to fly out.
"Husband~~~~~" She couldn't bear to reach out and hold his face, pulled it in front of herself, and pulled her blouse down, revealing her collarbone: "Look here!" ”