The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 113 Let's go to hell together (1)
Tang Song curled his lips into a sarcastic smile, he didn't care whose son he was, a woman who had the guts to provoke him had to have the guts to bear the consequences, this time he could look at Gu Yunshu's face and stop pursuing it, if there was a next time...decision No mercy!
The viciousness in the man's eyes unconsciously surprised even Meng Zixiao, and he rubbed his own eye sockets again, rejoicing that he had never really been an enemy of this man.

"Why did you come here this time? You deliberately watched my jokes to squeeze me?" Tang Song suppressed the sharpness in his eyes, opened and closed the lighter on the table, and asked casually.

"How can it be... This is not a newly opened hotel on the East Third Ring Road. I invite you Tang Ershao to come and have fun, so that our family's Pengpi will also shine." Meng Zixiao teased him with a smile, but looking at the situation, That's enough.

Sure enough, Tang Song was too lazy to bother him, and sneered: "Am I a dragon dancer or a lion dancer? Co-authoring is a place where I have to play when it's listed, completed and opened?"

Meng Zixiao's head was full of black lines, and he thought to himself that that little girl is really good at movies!Look, Rui Gao cut the ribbon yesterday, and Tang Ershao passed away without saying a word. He has grown up in a pair of pants and has been friends for decades.Thinking of this, he actually muttered: "...It's still a cold nest that can't be covered."

Unexpectedly, when this sentence hit the sore spot, Tang Ershao immediately blew up, and said angrily: "It's nothing, get out of the way, with your smacking mouth, you deserve to run into this kind of dirty business." Auspicious day! Still need me to make 'ash'?"

Meng Zixiao was choked, and jumped up to fight back: "Look at you, a farting bear, you deserve to meet a peony that can't be chewed!"

He doesn't know what's wrong with that girl, and he considers Tang Song as a brother for his sake, but who knows that this girl's kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs.Let's make a fuss, let's make a fuss, he might as well move a small bench and watch, to see how to clean up after this scene!

The two of them didn't agree with each other, and they didn't know who was the first to tease them, just like when they were young, they started to punch and kick.Tang Song was originally angry at Meng Zixiao for hiding it, so he was naturally heavy-handed; Meng Zixiao was also furious in his heart, wishing to wake him up with a few punches, of course he was merciless.

After a long while of ping-pong-pong, the secretary looked at Meng Shao who came in stupidly and kicked out the door with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The mahogany door rattled for a long time, and his own boss was not much better, and his face was equally brilliant and tragic.

She was stunned before she could react, when she saw Tang Song picked up the Ming and Qing jasper paperweight and smashed it hard, angrily said: "Get lost!"

The female secretary was so frightened that she almost lost her soul, she clutched her chest and quickly closed the wooden door.

Tang Song tore off his tie, and with a wave of his hand, all the documents on the table fell to the ground, and the papers were scattered and dried into a mess.

He sank deep into the chair and gasped for breath, but nothing could calm the irritability and rage in his heart.The whole person is abnormally powerful, as if trapped by an invisible giant net, unable to break free or give up, and his heart is strangled.

He understood Meng Zixiao's kindness and intentions, but he still couldn't help feeling angry and angry, and he felt baffled.He stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth in the office like a trapped animal.

The window was not closed tightly and was blown away by the wind, and the paper on the ground was flying everywhere. The yellow sand outside the window blocked the vision, and it was impossible to see the future or the direction clearly.

let go...let go...

The woman kept saying this, Xiaozi said the same, they all said the same...

These people have combined to corner him, and it has never been so uncomfortable.

He walked to the window, the sand and dust blinded his eyes, the turbid air sucked in his nasal cavity, his eyes and nose were sore and sore, but he still had to breathe... he couldn't stop breathing because of the pain.It's like... you can't let go just because you're feeling bad.

(End of this chapter)