To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 126
When the door is pushed open.

All is said and done.

Tang Mo's pupils shrank for a moment, and he walked to the easel, looking at the portrait of himself, he lost his mind for a moment.

Her talent for painting is extremely high, and she can perform sketches so well in just a few days.

It is indeed his first apprentice.

"Master, here's another letter." Seeing that Tang Mo was absent-minded, the housekeeper quickly sent the "resignation letter" written by Qiao Mumu.

He took it, and picked up the paper with his long fingers. Her handwriting was also pretty, and she declared word by word that she was no longer his employee. See what she's writing about.

Tang Mo turned around as if remembering something, "Call up the monitor screen from last night." After a pause, "Bring it here."

"Ah? Here? Oh, oh! Yes, young master, I'll go right away."

back to God.

He was about to move, but he kicked something hard with his toes.

He bent down to take a look, only to find that the books piled under the bed had collapsed. He pulled out a book and wiped off the dust on it.

One, two, three...

When he got the No.12 book, Tang Mo's fingertips couldn't help trembling.

Art book, French book.

There are notes drawn with a highlighter on it, and after she completed the task, she rewarded herself with a small human head - no need to guess, he was already sure that the human head was himself.

No wonder she was always drowsy during the day, no wonder he always asked her to draw eggs badly.

After staying up all night, how would she draw a circle?
"Master, this is the image after copying." At this moment, the butler came back.

He nodded and took it.

At the moment when the time was adjusted to the memory, the little woman in a nightgown with messy hair and holding the painting first walked to the promenade, then hid, and finally ran away crying, seeming to be tripped.

"This..." The butler was also surprised.

He looked at the dark eyes, and gently parted his lips: "Notify the hospital, and make a DNA comparison between me and Wen Liang as soon as possible."

"Yes, but the hospital has also said before that it will take about a month at the earliest."

"ASAP."

"Yes! Young master!" the housekeeper wrote down.

"Go and see where she is now."

"Yes."

"Go down."

In the room, only Tang Mo was left.

The butler closed the door again.

The man looked around, and finally walked to the bedside, and took her pillow away. As expected, a lot of drafts were piled up in a mess. With her level and the way she used the brush, it was almost impossible to draw so many words. .

There was a heavy pain in the apex of my heart.

This has never happened to him for a long, long time. After Mina was lost in Luoshui and Mina was forced to leave the country by her family, he never felt the pain again.

now……

"Who agrees that you can resign!?" He held the resignation letter tightly and closed his eyes in pain.

He never thought that the little woman would come to him in the middle of the night. She was so timid and didn't dare to approach him, so how could she just listen to the content of his phone call?Could it be that this is good fortune tricking people?

God wants him, Tang Mo, to be alone in the darkness, to dance with Mo?
In his pupils as dark as a moonlit night, there is a deep and broken loneliness.

It's just that there was a shocking roar.

There was another deep meaning in the ears of the butler who had just left, and he sighed.

I don't know when the young master will be able to leave the shadow of the past.

……

in the hospital.

Even though Huo Dongming's force was very gentle, Wen Liang still couldn't hold on. After he let go, she fell on the bed so tired that she didn't even want to blink.

After the man changed his clothes, he looked at her condescendingly, as if she was okay, but he was very refreshed, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

Wen Liang waved her hands away, no matter what, anyway, she couldn't compare to him in anything.

"Boom boom boom——"

After about ten minutes of long silence, the door of the ward was suddenly knocked.

She looked around curiously.

"Come in." Huo Dongming raised his long fingers, and quietly covered her with the quilt.

Cover up someone's slender and seductive figure.

Mr. Special Assistant opened the door respectfully and came in, and put several boxes with mobile phones in front of Wen Liang.

"Miss Wen, the president said that you prefer dark colors, so I choose dark blue or black models. If there is no system you are used to, I will buy other models."

cell phone?

Oh, it seems to be too.

Her phone appeared to have fallen into the ocean.

Wen Liang bit the tip of her tongue, this damn memory, since she has forgotten all about it, but she is not wearing any clothes now, how can she get up to pick up her phone?

"Take my card and keep these." Huo Dongming took out a secondary card, "It has nothing to do with the company."

"Yes." Mr. Special Assistant smiled lightly, "Congratulations to the CEO on his beautiful wife."

He is different from other special assistants.

After staying by his side for many years, he naturally understood the purpose of this move. This card seemed to be handed over to him, but it was actually for warmth—even if she had conflicts with him in the future and didn't want the president to take action, You can solve it yourself.

Such thoughts are enough to prove the president's intentions.

After he left, he closed the door intimately.

Wen Liang's cheeks flushed inexplicably in the room, and he glanced at Huo Dongming from the corner of his eye, but he was as indifferent as ever.

"President Huo, you are so generous. You can buy so many mobile phones if you want to." She deliberately choked on him.

"Which one do you like?" He hugged her sideways and opened a box at will.

"Hey, I'm not talking about that."

"Qianjin Bojia smiled, or are you saying that Secretary Wen is too stupid to understand my methods?" He retorted, and in a few words made her say useless.

Shaking her head a little depressed - not out of anger, she really doesn't like this model.

Huo Dongming opened another box, this time without giving her a chance to refuse, he directly passed the phone.

It's too big, and her little hands can't hold the fuselage, which is inconvenient.

until the fifth.

"That's all." She said.

"Your previous model?" He frowned, "Why don't you try changing it?"

"I'm nostalgic. If it wasn't for my life, I wouldn't even want to throw my phone out. It's been with me for so long, how can I just throw it away."

She pouted, and what she said was reasonable.

But it made his vision deeper and deeper.

If you don't even want to lose your phone.

Back then, why did you leave him to face it alone?
"Shanshui is really good at handling things, even the phone card is ready." She turned on the phone and found that the phone can be used directly.

A big "4G" hangs there.

The man came back to his senses, took a look, and pursed his lips: "He hasn't thought of this yet."

"Ah? Oh!" Wen Liang reacted instantly.

And it was asked to be bought by a certain president of the Asia-Pacific, oops, she didn't know anything, she didn't hear anything, she didn't say anything, anyway, she is very familiar with pretending to be stupid.

Holding a cute new mobile phone, just typed a "1" before being snatched away by a man.

Forcibly changed the mobile phone number she originally wanted to lose to the one he was using.

(End of this chapter)