Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Jiang Xie strongly asked to have a talk with Tang Shi. Tang Shi had to promise that he took her to a restaurant. When he went in, a man sat there and laughed, "shit, one left, and now another comes back. Jiang Xie, are you afraid of the death of kidney deficiency?"

"Old Fu, if you have bad eyes, I'll give you an eye."

Jiang Xie turned his eyes in disgust, "who is this, do you know?"

The man called Lao Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at the Tang poetry. He drew a long tone and said, "it seems that you are familiar with it..."

Jiang Xie took Tang Shi and sat down on one side. Then he said frankly, "the ex-wife of the old night."

"Shit."

Fu Mu finally drank coffee and almost spurted it out. He swallowed it hard and looked at Tang poetry, "Miss Tang?"

"It's me."

Tang poetry should not be humble but not arrogant, the voice is indifferent, but there is no lack of momentum.

"You Are you all right? "

The sudden change happened five years ago. In fact, none of their good friends expected that Tang Shi was sent to prison in the name of a murderer, even a little There is no room for turning around.

But five years later, when he looked at the Tang poetry sitting in front of him, Fu Mu finally narrowed his eyes slightly.

I always feel that Tang poetry has changed, but it has not.

What did not change was her cool and noble temperament. Even after five years in prison, she was still the amazing young lady of Tang family. But it was her eyes.

Like a withered old man, lifeless and desolate. It seems that there is no hope for the world

Fu Mu finally thought about it. How could he love the world so deeply when he was hurt so deeply?

He was silent for a moment, and then he made an opening remark, "so Ah hee, you brought her here to What do you do? "

Jiang Xie looked at the Tang poetry and said carefully, "I I went to investigate you, that one. Is dawn your stage name, Tang poetry? "

“Dawn？！”

Fu Mu finally pulled out a high tone and called out, "that absurd designer Tong en..."? Tang poetry, is that you? "

Tang poetry looked at them with a kind of defensive eyes, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "sorry, not."

"I..." Jiang Xie's eyes widened with disbelief, "how can..."? I found out it was you... "

"Probably the investigation was wrong." Tang Shi hung down her neck, revealing a section of white and delicate skin, "I'm not dawn, do you need to find her?"

Fu Mu finally pursed her lips and didn't speak. After a long time, she said slowly, "our company has a project that she wants to design..."

Tang Shi said lightly, "then I can give you her contact information."

"True or false?" Jiang Xie still doesn't dare to believe it, but since Tang poetry has said that she can give contact information, it shows that she is not dawn.

Is the news wrong?

Fu Muzhong had to go on, "then I'll trouble you. If you have something to do, you can call me on the business card."

After that, he took out his business card and handed it to Tang Shi. Tang Shi accepted it gladly. Then he stood up and said, "is there nothing else?"

"No, do you want me to send you?"

"No need."

Tang Shi lowered his eyelids, put his hand in his windbreaker pocket, and walked to the restaurant exit with his slender legs.

"Shit..." Jiang Xie looked at her back and murmured, "it's so cold. I've been in prison, and I've been so dragged."

Fu Twilight slightly narrowed his eyes, sipped the coffee in his hand, meaningful evaluation way, "less tranquil than her."