Good Morning, Mr. President!

In fact, Song Zhixing just said so casually. When asked by Tang Yu, she had to bite her head and nodded.

Tang Yu shook his body. The force on her hand increased, almost crushing her wrists. His eyes were red, his head bowed, and he still felt so unwilling, "Where did you ...?"

Very simple words, but the words made him tremble.

Song Zhixing was frightened too much, and his mind was hazy, and he didn't breathe for a while, only trying to earn the man's puppet.

"Have you gone to bed?" Without hearing the answer, Tang Yu squeezed her chin firmly, turned her face over, and asked again with a cold drink. His cold breath sprayed on her face, so that Song Zhixing was awake for a moment.

Now, at this moment, is it the best time to clear the relationship with the second uncle?

If she said ‘Yes’, the second uncle may not be interested in her anymore, right? Once and for all, he has completely got rid of him ever since ...

That way, you do n’t have to be afraid to face your aunt, you do n’t have to worry about letting go of your grandpa, you do n’t have to fall into the abyss of darkness, and you become the target of criticism ...

The pale lips trembled. She stared at Tang Yu's deep black eyes, without opening her mouth, her sour tears, taking the lead to win the eye.

Obviously it is just a simple 'yes' word, but at the moment it is so difficult to say. She raised her hand above her head and yanked the table hard, even breaking her nails. Take a deep breath before finally speaking out that monophonic word.

"Don't say anything more!" Tang Yu suddenly stopped her from saying anything, and he was always afraid of nothing. At the moment, she didn't have the courage to endure such a word. He gasped heavily, his throat knot rolled down, and the blood in his dark red eyes was denser. "Song of Star, I'll ask you one last time ... In your heart, Tang Yu, who is yours?"

A simple sentence, but it was broken once before it was complete. Then, he silently warned: "Think again and answer me, you won't have a second chance!"

Song Zhixing's heart was lumpy. She didn't know what happened to her. The position of her chest was sour, bitter, painful, stuffy, and depressed like she was going to lose her breath at any time. However, reason is constantly slowing her nerves. If she says a word wrong today, they will surely fall into a bottomless abyss in the future.

"Uncle ..." she began, her vocal cords shaking. There was a plea in his eyes, "Can we ... return to the relationship we were in before, can't we?"

In a word, they have stated each other's position.

It seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, and a hole was broken in the chest. Tang Yu's tall body trembled fiercely, and he closed his eyes forcefully.

She wants to go back to before ...

In other words, she never thought she was an uncle!

That's it.

Everything else is just his delusion!

There was a deep cold in the air, as if freezing even when breathing. Outside, the storm raged and slapped the window, sounding like a wild beast in the middle of the night, scaring people.

Song Zhixing felt that the man lying on his body at the moment was more trembling than the storm at night. He seemed to pounce on him at any moment, tearing her apart. But the next moment, he loosened her suddenly, and stood upright coldly.

The body was light, and the air-conditioner rushed across, sweeping the whole body. Song Zhixing slammed a shudder, and then sat up embarrassed. She was almost half-naked now, so she didn't dare to neglect, just put on her pants shamefully, and clasped her shirt. All the way, his fingers were shaking.

Halfway through, I subconsciously lifted my eyes and glanced at Tang Yu.

He must be very angry ...

But she had no choice.

At this moment, Tang Yu was buckling one by one, her erect body stood upright, and she had never seen her again. The whole person, as if shrouded in ice, was so cold that people's breath was almost frozen.

Song Zhixing hasn't finished finishing yet, Tang Yu has stepped out. She slipped off the table and said a little timidly: "I ... I haven't packed my stuff yet."

"No need!" Tang Yu paused, without turning back, but his voice became colder and bitter. "Song Zhixing, my tolerance and patience for you, stop here! Later-let's do it again, don't, be relative!

The last few words were loud. As if she was afraid she couldn't understand, every word of him seemed to be bitten out, word by word.

Song Zhixing was so shocked that she almost thought she had heard it wrong. However, Tang Yu did not stay for another second, only step by step into the wind and rain, leaving her a ruthless back.

Stiff and indifferent.

It seemed as if all the strength had been evacuated, and finally couldn't support it. Song Zhixing held his hands on the table and softened, and fell tremblingly on the ground.

"Stars!" Chen Cheng was afraid she was too embarrassed, so she hid, ready to act on the machine, and dared not rush out. Seeing her like this now, rushed over.

Song Zhixing's eyes flashed with tears. She took a look at the back of Tang Yu who had gone away, and then slowly turned her eyes to Chen Cheng, holding Chen Cheng's hand tightly. "Cheng Cheng, he said ... what does it mean to be irrelevant again? "

Looking at her like this, Chen Cheng was uncomfortable and wiped away the tears on Song Zhixing's face. "Xingxing, he said that it's a good thing to be irrelevant. Don't you want to mess with him and continue developing? Now, this is right for you meaning."

Song Zhixing laughed, "Yeah, that's exactly what I meant ... this way, I can just move out of it, right? He said it ... he said we were irrelevant ..."

She should be happy, she should laugh out loud.

But why are tears so disobedient? Not only did not accept it, but more and more.

"Are you all right?" Chen Cheng worried.

Song Zhixing pushed Chen Cheng's hand away, stubbornly propped up the table, stood up shakingly, and looked up, "I'm fine, I just want to leave a clear relationship with him, so ... how can I have something? Cheng Cheng, I'm so happy now ... "

Talking happy, tears in the corner of his eyes, but never stop.

Chen Cheng's chest seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he couldn't say a word. She only took a tissue and wiped her tears away. Anyone can see that this is not all right at all!

It's something, something quite!

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Tang Yu stepped out of the room. The driver had already come over holding the umbrella. He pushed the umbrella away with one hand. The pouring rain smashed down and made him sober as never before.

Sober to want to kill!

The girl he loves, cares for and cares about, and misses the unforgettable girl, has been tainted in these few days when he was just away!