Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Tang Shi sent a message to Fu Muzhong after he went back that day, saying that he was sorry that the cooperation might not be able to start, and vaguely mentioned that he would not use the name of Bo Ye to find himself in the future.

The next day Fu Mu finally received a text message, staring at the text message with a helpless smile, dialed the phone to Bo Ye, "your ex-wife told me not to meddle in my business, how to do?"

Thin night grabs the mobile phone to sneer, how to do? What can I do? Since Tang poetry wants to have a hard time with her, let's see when she can endure this kind of backbone!

After hanging up the phone, Bo ye asked someone to go down. Then someone knocked on the door and came in with a respectful look on his face, "Bo Shao, we have transferred the money to Miss Tang's account..."

"Has the announcement gone down?" Thin night squint eyes, "who dares to find Tang poetry, they cooperate, is looking for death!"

"Down..." The secretary was also the Secretary five years ago. Although Bo Ye has now allocated money to Tang Shi, he still can't bear to After all, he watched them together and separated. Now he finally met them, and he had to fight to death.

So he thought about the wording and said, "little This is for Madame... "

"Madame?" Bo Ye sneered, "pay attention to your wording. Tang poetry is not my wife."

The assistant stood there in silence, silent, with his head down, but not humble.

Thin night's eyes began to become obscure, "Lin Ci, how many years have you been my assistant?"

"Five years." Lin CI replied humbly that he could become Bo Ye's assistant and was trusted and appreciated by Bo Ye because of the recommendation of Tang poetry. If there were no Tang poetry He won't be what he is today.

"I understand your gratitude for Tang poetry, but Lin Ci, you are my assistant now, and she Just my ex-wife. " Thin night picked pick pick eyebrow, oppressive feeling so invisible between leak out, "some mind, should not move, you take back."

"I see."

Lin CI lowered his head again, holding the clothes around him with his fingers.

How long will it take him to see the happy ending of Tang poetry and Bo Ye? Maybe not in my life.

What a wonderful person Miss Tang is

Lin dismissed and went out, Bo Ye watched him close the door, his chest was still depressed.

He couldn't see the kind of look in his eyes that loved the poetry of Tang Dynasty. Even though he knew that Lin CI didn't dare to have any thoughts on Tang poetry, that kind of look still made his heart prick.

Lin Ci's ability to handle affairs is very strong, and the business level can be said to be the first-class level. This was also when the company was just listed, Tang poetry pushed him under the pressure of people. Now, Lin CI has become the right hand of Bo Ye. He had to admit that Tang poetry did a good thing for him at that time.

So Lin Ci, even in the face of Tang poetry, is loyal to Bo Ye. He knows that during the past few years of Tang poetry's imprisonment, Lin CI Ming has mentioned her several times secretly, probably for her injustice.

It's just Such a woman, by what, can let his men around her, by what? On the basis of the kindness of those years?

Thin night's fingers unconsciously clenched into fists. He went back to the French window of the office, stood on the high-rise building, looked at the city from top to bottom, and felt a sense of desolation in his heart.

Five years on, the city has remained unchanged, but it has changed rapidly.

Bo Ye has to admit that Tang poetry has been in prison for five years, which has been a very boring and lonely life.

……

Tang poetry had nightmares again in the middle of the night.

Awakened from the nightmare, Tang Wei took the medicine for her. Although the child could not understand the strange words on the medicine bottle, he also understood that it was a good medicine to make his mother better.

Tang's heart was shaking, and Tang took the pill from the bottom of the bed.

After swallowing the medicine with warm water, Tang Shi touched Tang Wei's head.

The little guy seems to be very happy that his mother can rely on himself, so he also sticks to her, "Mommy, don't be afraid, my uncle and I are here."

Tang poetry on his head on the hand so a tremor, eyes are red, "but only, mother will not leave you."

Tang Wei raised his head, the youth has a pair of clear eyes, Tang poetry suddenly thought of that year and thin night of the first meeting, the campus that rebellious school grass, dressed in a suit of school uniform, loose but unruly, when saw her, his mouth whistled.

It was the first time she met Bo Ye. The young man had a beautiful and evil face and a pair of eyes that would twinkle like diamonds when he laughed. At that time, he did not have so many deep thoughts in his eyes, and there were no city capitals and defenses. It was also like a clear and transparent pool, with the publicity and strength of young people.

Tang poetry looked at Tang Wei's eyes, so lost the spirit.

Tang Wei asked softly, "Mommy, is daddy What happened to you again? "

Children are precocious and sensitive in mind. When they look down at Tang Wei's cautious expression, they always feel unbearable.After all, he is not a good mother, so that Tang Wei at such a young age to bear so many ideas should not have, to him, it is not a cruel?

She opened her mouth and decided to tell the truth, "your father wants to take you home."

Tang Wei didn't seem surprised to hear the answer. He said, "I think mummy must have refused, right?"

In fact, she couldn't laugh.

"Yes Your father gave us a lot of money. "

In the afternoon, the money arrived. It was five million, not a cent less.

At that time, when Tang Shi saw the collection message, staring at the words on the mobile phone screen, tears fell down one drop at a time.

The dead love, the ruined life, and her precious son all add up to insult her with five million yuan.

"Mommy, don't feel bad. It's a good thing to have money." Tang Wei is still trying to comfort her, "with money, we can travel with my uncle!"

The poems of the Tang Dynasty repeatedly responded without telling Tang Wei what he really thought.

Thin night probably won't let go, next, it is very likely to put down the harsh words in the market. These five million are just the beginning of insulting her.

She hugged Tang Wei tightly. She didn't know whether she was comforting him or comforting herself. In the middle of the night, the woman was holding her son and murmured, "Weiwei, Mommy won't give you to anyone..."

She would not give her son into the hands of others, even if she was forced to die.

If you want to rob Tang Wei, you must kill her first!

In the dark, Tang Wei opened a pair of clear eyes, as if did not understand, but also seems to be, hear clearly.