The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 2797 Misunderstanding identity (2)

Since Meimei came back from childhood, he has always wanted to give her this gift, but he never thought that it would be in his absence.

When she saw the gift, was she surprised, stunned, or happy?He can't see it all!
Thinking of how she rushed out in panic just now, Shan Tingye's hands suddenly tightened, completely forgetting that he was still holding Youyou's wrist.

"It hurts so much, you're going to crush my bones!" Youyou narrowed her eyes, quickly withdrew her hand, and glared angrily at Shan Tingye who stopped her.

It's fine if he doesn't chase Miss Meimei, and even blocked her. Now that it's all right, everyone has run away, and she can't catch up even if she wants to.

"..."

Shan Tingye loosened his hands, looked down at her, narrowed his eyes, and forced out a sentence through his teeth, "Tell me what you saw and heard just now, without saying a word."
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In the huge office, the quiet sound of a needle falling to the ground can be heard.

Shan Tingye was sitting in front of the desk, with deep and stern facial features, sharp-edged face, full of enchantment, just sitting there quietly, there was a chill in his body, which made people shudder.

The dark eyes were slightly closed, and the long black eyelashes blocked his sight, making it hard for people to see what he was thinking in his heart.

After Youyou finished talking about what he saw, he shrank back in fear, wondering whether he should seize the right moment and run away.

"Well, Shan Tingye, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After Youyou said a word, before Shan Tingye could answer, she immediately turned around and ran towards the door of the office, pulling the door open forcefully , rushed out!

Escape for heaven!

In the quiet space, only Shan Tingye was left alone, sitting there lonely.

Seeing Youyou's figure disappear before his eyes, only what she said just now remained in his mind.

When Xiao Meimei saw his wood carving, there was no trace of joy on her face, only panic, her face was as ugly as a blank sheet of paper... What is she panicking about?What are you afraid of?
Did everything he did scare her so much?

"boom--"

Shan Tingye clenched his fists and slammed on the table forcefully. With a wave of his arm, he swept all the documents on the table to the ground.

He stood up abruptly from the chair, propped his arms on the table, his chest heaved violently, his handsome face was covered with haze, as if he wanted to eat people.

Fifteen years of waiting, fifteen years of waiting, in Xiao Meimei's eyes, is it like being haunted by a devil?
No wonder she was busy drawing a line with him as soon as the news from the TV station came out. Even when he went to the planning department to find her, she would only coldly call him the president...

President... What an ironic title!
"boom--"

Shan Tingye raised his foot and kicked the corner of the table fiercely, with such strength that he kicked the entire desk sideways.

As soon as his slender figure turned around, he stepped up to the bookshelf, opened the lockbox, and looked at the neat wood carvings inside. The youth he carved out stroke by stroke seemed to have become a joke in an instant.

He reached out and grabbed the outermost wooden sculpture, raised his hand suddenly, and was about to throw it out, but his five fingers tightened suddenly, and the back of his hand was bruised. He tried several times, but he still couldn't throw it out.

As long as he thinks that the wood carving in his hand is Xiao Meimei, he won't do it... How could he be willing to throw her away.

Shan Tingye's face was gloomy, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, he slowly took down the wood carving, put it in front of his eyes, stroked the cheek of the portrait with his long fingers, and murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)