Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

When ye Jingtang came in, he saw the scene that Tang poetry was humiliated by Bo Ye.

Unexpectedly, the man's eyes are calm and indifferent, just hook lips and smile, "thin night, you think I'm here as a hotel?"

Bo Ye stands up, and Tang Shi's hands are finally freed. However, Bo Ye dusts his clothes as if he has nothing to do, and then sits on the sofa on one side.

His face is exquisite and his posture is elegant. Tang poetry is the only one who can bear all the mess. He can walk away easily.

Tang Shi endured the sting of his heart and went to the opposite of Ye Jingtang, "Mr. Ye, about investing in our studio..."

Ye Jingtang meaningful squint eyes, "I think, according to your backbone, it is impossible to come back and beg me."

Tang Shi's face was pale, "this is Jiang Qi's favorite game. I can't see it destroyed!"

Ye Jingtang sneered, "she's gone. How about the game? Will she care? Tang poetry, you can't help but think highly of Jiang Qi's influence on me. "

Tang poetry did not speak, just silence for a long time, she suddenly laughed, that laughter meaning is not clear, let Ye Jingtang some uncomfortable.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ye Jingtang's tone was cold, "I don't believe that Jiang Qi is dead. If she is dead, I will force her out."

"And then?"

Tang Shi looked up at him in a hurry, full of disappointment. "If Jiang Qi is not dead, what are you going to do after you force her out? Do you continue to do that kind of brute thing? "

Ye Jingtang couldn't say a word when he was questioned by the Tang poetry. The woman turned around at this time and thought that she had given up her expectation of Ye Jingtang. "I'm really disappointed with you. You never understand Jiang Qi's heart. Even after she died, she only knew how to force her. What do you force her to get? Let her die again? "

Ye Jingtang pupil tightening, Tang poetry sighed, "open the door, I do not want to ask you."

Thin night in the side of the voice, "Tang poetry..."

"As for you."

Tang Shi looked back and took a look at Bo Ye. "I don't know what you want from me, but even if I really owe you, I have paid enough debt. What are you trying to do to hurt me again and again? "

Why, these men, never understand that love is giving or taking?

Bo Ye watched Tang poetry leave. He took a deep breath and his chest was cold.

Ye Jingtang laughed at himself, "you see, things always go against your wishes."

"Hate it." Thin night unconsciously murmured, "hate is better than forget me."

"Do you have anything else to do with me?" Ye Jingtang glanced at the same indifferent night. If a man wants to appreciate another man, he must be as good as himself in order to convince his peers.

He looked at the thin night in front of him and laughed, "for what happened five years ago?"

"I found out Who did everything to her in prison five years ago. "

Thin night raised his head, "but I still have a fact that I'm not sure, in case I need you to help me."

"Help you?" Ye Jingtang, with a smile on his lips, sat down in his office chair, "are you going to rehabilitate Tang poetry Or are you going to do something else? "

"Rehabilitate?" Thin night looked at the city under the French window, silent and distant, "I can't do it for her, all the evidence points to her, but I want to know, the severed finger of her..."

"If the truth is found out, would you regret it?" Ye Jingtang hands interlaced, against the chin, looking at the same excellent thin night, his mouth smile appears to have other deep meaning, "thin night, Tang poetry back so long, do you have a moment, regret everything you have done to her?"

This sentence is like a heavy hammer chiseled in thin night's heart, his whole person is in a trance for a while, suddenly think of that sentence of Tang poetry.

"There's no turning back in time. It's no use regretting." Thin night is still staring at the scenery outside the window, "so I won't regret it. What should happen will still happen. I can only control what I have now. "

Ye Jingtang smiles.

"But Tang poetry has never been owned by you."

She is an exception, just like Jiang Qizhi to Ye Jingtang.

She had been in the long years, in thin night's life for a long time, thin night said that he did not love her, but clearly, moved.

If one day he is willing to confess all his own things, it also proves that he regrets.

Since he said that he would not regret it, he was still like this, holding back all thoughts and holding back all impetuousness. They are still biting their teeth, refusing to bow their heads, and refusing to give in, even if every collision with Tang poetry is painful.

Resist death do not say that I love you, even if the outcome is bloody.

Ye Jingtang wants to open Bo Ye's heart and ask him, and let him see for himself.

Bo Ye, you look at yourself, your whole heart, full of a woman called Tang poetry.