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For several days, Tang He did not return to the villa. Chu Rong was busy with fashion design training and rarely had time to care about other things. In her spare time, she would send messages to men, but she did not receive a reply.
She didn¡¯t even understand what Tang He was angry about.
Chu Rong remembered the content of the teacher's training last night. She was very talented in fashion design. Tang Meng saw it and even hired famous professional masters for her at a high price, tens of thousands per class. Chu Rong was very grateful for the fee.
For this reason, she wants to do a good job in this business.
Tang Meng swiped her phone screen with her thumb and looked at the photos of her daughter that Boye had just sent via WeChat. Tingli was wearing cute crotchless pants and was sitting among the toys playing with building blocks. Her big dark eyes always showed a sense of bewilderment and cuteness. Tang Meng couldn't help laughing.
¡°Rongrong,¡± she shouted to the side, ¡°look at my daughter.¡±
Chu Rong stopped ironing the clothes in his hands and turned to look around. The doll on the screen was small, with thick hair that was not long enough to be tied into a braid. It was just hanging around casually, with pouty lips, ignorant and ignorant. His eyes looked toward the camera as if asking for help. Chu Rong could even guess how much Boye, who was holding the camera, loved this baby.
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Tang He cherished the unborn child in her belly with full expectation.
In order to be a good father, he could dye his dazzling hair without any hesitation, change his careless temper, and spend huge sums of money to build the Tang family playground. Chen Guiyun's face was so angry that he made the Tang family's chickens and dogs restless.
At that time, she once thought that he was rich and willful, but she had no money and accepted her fate.
However, Tang He only loved his flesh and blood in his own way.
Involuntarily, Chu Rong bit the corner of his mouth.
It¡¯s been eight days and she hasn¡¯t had any contact with Tang He. Why didn¡¯t he reply to her message?
Generally speaking, little girls are simple-minded, and their emotions can be easily seen on the surface. Seeing this, Tang Meng put away the phone at the right time and comforted, "It's okay, you are still young. You will have more to do with my second brother in the future." It¡¯s an opportunity to have a baby.¡±
Chu Rong blushed, "Sister Mengmeng, don't laugh at me."
"Are you shy?"
Chu Rong puffed up his cheeks, "No."
Tang Meng laughed at her, "Your ears are red. Look in the mirror."
Now, Chu Rong felt even more embarrassed and wished he could find a crack in the bricks to crawl in.
Women are different from men. Men are rational animals, while women are emotional animals. When a man is too good to a woman, it is often easy for that woman to give up physically and mentally and lose herself. Chu Rong thought that she herself could not escape this bad luck. Tang He had not been seen for so many days, no matter how much she devoted her energy to it. At work, she wanted to distract herself, but her heart couldn't be deceived. As long as she had a little leisure time, she couldn't help but miss him.
I wonder if he is having a good time these days, what he is doing at the moment, and want to know all his schedule.
Unknowingly, she fell in love with Tang He, no one can deny this!
The most terrifying thing is her habit and dependence on this man.
"The wrong family, the unimaginable love, but the most real feelings are integrated into it. Can fairy tales really become reality?"
Chu Rong smiled bitterly.
The love between Young Master Tang and Ou Mo once spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital, and many people were envious of it. After all, one was a young man from a wealthy family, and the other was a high-class lady. They were a match made in heaven. A woman as lucky as Jiang Fengmei was also a perfect match. How many are there?
Although she is young, she understands these principles better than anyone else.
At half past two in the afternoon, Cheng Yuning woke up sleepily. He drank too much last night and now had a splitting headache. He held the coffee table with his two slender arms. He just got up from the ground and within two steps, his toes were pinched. An unknown object tripped over him, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost been thrown into pieces.
Tang He groaned as he was kicked, and his thick eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
Cheng Yuning's charming pair of peach blossoms were slightly open, and Tang He's sleeping posture was even more domineering than his, with his head on the sofa and his legs on the coffee table. This kind of attitude that did not care about the image would be seen by those who are crazy and obsessed with it. Will his woman be shocked when she sees it?
He curled his thin lips, bent down and patted the side of the man's face, "Brother, get up."
Tang He waved his hand, obviously not sleeping well, "Get out."
"Hurry up," Cheng Yuning increased his strength, but still didn't see much reaction from Tang He. He simply came with a decisive move, "That lady Chu Rong is here."
?With the sharp arrow ready to be fired, Chu Rong turned around subconsciously. Tang He's stiff and cold profile flashed in her eyes, and finally, together with the sports car, he disappeared under the heavy traffic.
Cheng Yuning took the opportunity to light a cigarette and take a puff, "You don't say hello when you meet your little lover?"
Tang He's face became more and more ugly. When Cheng Yuning saw this, he laughed and said, "Are you arguing? Or is this bitch dumped by you again?"
"Shut up!" the man said coldly.
Cheng Yuning was thick-skinned and wanted to touch the tiger's butt, "If you get tired of playing with her, you can give it to me. I think that little girl Chu Rong is pretty good, her meat is very tender, especially because she was wearing a pair of high heels just now. Did you see that?" How are those long legs different from those so-called female models?"
Speaking of this, a sharp look came from the corner of Tang He's eyes.
Cheng Yuning was not mentally prepared. He choked on a puff of cigarette in his mouth and coughed to the point where he was heartbroken.
"If you say one more thing, get out of the car!"
"Okay, okay," seeing that he was serious about it, Cheng Yuning quickly resigned, "I was wrong. I will go back and kneel on the washboard for my brother He later. No, kneel on the kitchen knife."
Tang He frowned at Zhang Juejun, he was not in the mood to joke at the moment. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com