Good Morning, Mr. President!

Upon hearing this, Tang Yong said in his heart that Tang Yan was afraid that he already had the evidence. He was afraid of everything, he knew it well. The bluffs just now are all at this moment.

"Young Master, this matter has passed for so many years, and it is not good for anyone to check it out now. Don't say it is to me, it is also a great damage to the reputation of Yan Heng, if you really consider it for you I'm afraid we have to think about it again. "

"I don't need to think about it. I don't care about the truth of the past. As long as I'm happy. So ..." Tang Yan's tone was a little colder and heavier, "Yong Yong, from now on Change your attitude, don't be embarrassed anymore. This matter, I said the past, it will pass. Otherwise-don't blame me for being ruthless. "

In the last few words, Tang Yan bit heavily.

Wu Yong trembled, and there was no word for half a word. When the wind blew, he turned pale. When that happened, he thought that the truth of all these facts had long been buried in the abyss and would not be dug again.

But I didn't expect ...

"Yong Yong. Yong Yong?" The door of the terrace was pushed open. Jiang Yan came over, and saw that Yong Yong looked pale and looked awful. She stepped forward, "Are you okay?"

Wu Yong returned to his heart and hung up the phone in a hurry. Afraid that Jiang Yan knew something, he deleted the number.

She didn't return to her, she just walked over to the ward.

Seeing his panic-like appearance, Jiang Yan asked worriedly, "Yong Yong, how have you been unwilling to stay for the past two days."

"What soul doesn't guard?"

"I see that you have been mysteriously hiding from me for the past two days, are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Yan asked like this, and Yong Yong got angry all the time. "I'm staring at you 24 hours a day, what can I hide from you? I'm all sick, can you give it up Am I blocked? "

Jiang Yan shouted at him, and his eyes turned red now. "Yong Yong, you have to speak with conscience. When do I stare at you and when do I stop you? It's all about you! You ..."

Jiang Yan's emotions erupted suddenly, and tears burst into tears. When she thought of her husband's condition, she could not regret it, but instead fell into his arms with grievances. At the first sight of Jiang Yan's tears, Yong Yong knew that he was wrong, but holding his wife, he always had a heavy heart.

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Tang's office is huge. The glass of the floor-to-ceiling window is clear and bright. The sun was shining in from the outside, warm. I bathed in this layer of sunlight, looked up at the blue sky outside the window, and remembered the slang and Ji Yong's attitudes towards themselves today, a little bit more in my heart.

She didn't want to keep thinking about herself and go online. Turn on the computer, type out your birthday number, and turn on the machine smoothly. On the screen, her photo jumped out, and she couldn't help showing a smile.

The taste of being missed is a bit sweet.

just……

In recent years, he has mastered everything about her, but his life is completely blank for her. I have an impulse to want to get better and understand his urge again.

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It was three hours after Tang Ye had finished the video conference. The first thing that came out was to ask the secretary, "Did Miss Li have lunch?"

"I sent it in, but when I went in, I didn't seem to be in a good mood. I was afraid I didn't eat much."

Tang Yan said nothing, and opened the office door and went straight in.

The secretary probed and whispered to Jian Qing, "Master, does this really marry Miss Yun? Isn't it normal to look at Miss Yun?

In this building before, women who have n’t come here without any seriousness have n’t even seen it. For so many years, I have never seen someone who is so anxious about who they are.

"I don't know if you want to marry or not, but I know that most of the time, it's because even Miss Xun won't marry. It must be going to be a monk in the temple."

The secretary gave him a sideways glance. "How many girls do we cry because we are mostly monks?"

It's no use crying blindly, in the eyes of others, no one looks at you except for 柒 柒. When he did not respond to him before, he was still playing with Wen Xin, and Miss He came to escape. Now Ms. Xun is staying beside him, and other women have no space to step in and have no chance to play.

When Tang Yan pushed in the door, He was not in the office. The lunch that the secretary gave her was restored to the original place on the table, without moving.

He stepped towards the lounge, the door of the lounge was not closed, and he pushed it gently, and the door opened. Xu Zheng curled up on the bed, looking from his direction, she could only see her back.

The slim body curled up.

It is said that this sleeping position reflects a person's extreme insecurity.

Moreover, even if she only looked from behind, Tang Yan could feel that at the moment, she was shrouded in thick sadness.

With a tight heart, he didn't say anything, just walked quietly, and He Yi lay down beside her. She turned to her side and held her with both hands. Behind him, a warmth struck, and his body trembled slightly. After instinctively nervous, he smelled the familiar smell of jasmine and immediately relaxed.

"Why didn't you even eat the meal?" Tang Yan kissed her hair gently and did not turn her over, but just wrapped her hands in front of her and took her hand. Her hands were cold in such a cold day. He clenched.

His subconsciously held his hand backhand.

"Just now, I called my aunt ..." Aya's tone was a little shaky.

Tang Yan had already guessed.

"My uncle is a malignant tumor, pancreatic cancer ..."

"Um." Tang Yan didn't want to hide her. I know it's impossible to hide.

"I checked the information online ... I heard that the cure rate is very, very low ..."

"I will make Tang and Song come back these days, and he will do his best." Just do his best. Tang and Song couldn't give him the guarantee, nor could he give him.

Suddenly he turned around and buried his face in his chest. He said nothing, but hugged him firmly with both hands, as if to seek a relief in his arms. After a moment's twitching by Tang Yan, he looked back, the corners of his lips gradually filled with a light smile.

He hugged her tightly, stroking her gently on her back, relieved: "It's all right, I'll accompany you to see him tomorrow."

"Tang Yan ..." He didn't respond, but suddenly called his name dullly.

"Ok?"

"In the future, one day ... will you suddenly disappear like eight years ago ..." Aunty said, the tip of his nose was a little sore. Her life has been constantly lost, everyone went very suddenly, and she even had no time to stay.