Chapter Eighty-Four: What Color Do You Like?
She stood in the hallway, stunned for two seconds, and then pinched herself again.
It hurts!
She's not dreaming!
"What did you just say?"
"Isn't your car scrapped? I'll drive and drop you off by the way. ”
During the morning and evening rush hour, Cheng Yi is the kind of person who has more than one thing and is better than less, and now he actually offered to send himself to work, Tang Yue couldn't believe it.
"Are you sure you want to take me to work?"
In this way, won't his identity be exposed? When the time comes, the people in the hospital will definitely see him.
"Don't want to hitchhike?"
Usually, he hooks his hands, and he doesn't know how many women rush to take his car. Now, she took the initiative to speak, and this woman was actually not happy.
Tang Yue shook her head: "Yes." But...... Didn't you say that it would not affect you well if you tried not to show up, lest you be recognized? ”
The person who proposed to hide the marriage at the beginning, but Cheng Yi himself. Suddenly being so good to herself, Tang Yue was really not used to it.
"To sit, or not to sit?"
Tang Yue looked at the sky outside, it was still raining, at this time, it was better to catch the subway than to take a ride. She nodded obediently and followed Cheng Yi into the elevator, not daring to ask, why was he suddenly not afraid.
Cheng Yi seemed to see through her mind and took the initiative to explain.
"Your hospital all knows that you are married, if I don't show up once, someone should point fingers at you again!"
Tang Yue was stunned: "You can even guess these?" ”
Is he still the Cheng Yi he knows who doesn't eat fireworks in the world?
Cheng Yi snorted lightly and did not answer. The gossip of the women in the office, he had heard a lot from Zhao Yang, and he could guess with his knees what those people in the hospital would say about Xia Liangyin.
Wu De made a fuss, everyone knew that Tang Yue's mysterious husband was a poor man with a face. To put it mildly, he is Tang Yueyang's little white face.
He finally showed up, so that Tang Yue would not be said to be a resentful woman who could not be loved by her husband.
The key is that he heard a voice message from Zhang Haoran to Tang Yue again in the morning, saying that he was coming to pick her up.
Cheng Yi remembered what he saw last night, frowned, and made this decision.
Zhang Haoran's car is just like that, his wife doesn't need other men to be courteous to pick him up.
It's just a matter of effort.
In the elevator, he asked casually: "Tang Yue, what color do you like?" ”
Tang Yue frowned and thought about it carefully: "It seems that there is no special favorite color, it's all about the same!" ”
"Then what color car do you think is better?"
"I don't feel anything, I don't have a study of cars."
Let's go! This day was completely dead.
Cheng Yi stopped talking and asked her about her preferences, it was a wrong decision, so let's wait for Zhao Yang to finish screening and then look at it!
color, not a big problem.
Tang Yue still didn't let Cheng Yi park the car at the entrance of the hospital, there were many vehicles coming and going, and it was also relatively congested. Nearly a hundred meters or so on the side of the road, she asked Cheng Yi to stop, but it happened to be not in the same direction.
"I'm gone! You drive safely. Bye! ”
Hearing this, Cheng Yi's mood improved. Answered coldly, he drove away, Tang Yue walked towards the unit with an umbrella, and he was in a good mood.