See You Tonight, Master Su

Tong Hua was shocked, a sentence stuck in his throat, and just as he did not know how to answer it, he saw Cheung street, whose hands were covered in blood and his sleeves were all dyed red, coming down the stairs with a calm face.

So, she was shocked again? "Zhang Boss, your hand... What happened?"

"Nothing!"

Cheung street's voice was cold and deep, with an indescribable emotion, like a cello's slow tone that flitted past the eardrums. It was pleasant to hear, but it felt like there was a strong sadness in it for no reason. After saying these three words, Cheung street looked at Ai Mu and Tong Hua, who were standing there, and raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile, without saying anything.

Ai Mu, on the other hand, was annoyed by what he had just said.

She blurted out those words without thinking. Looking at Tong Hua's embarrassment and Cheung street's expression, she felt so regretful that she wanted to slap herself. Needless to say, in order not to affect her revolutionary friendship with Tong Hua, she felt it was better to run away. With that thought in mind, she pulled the lever of the suitcase, buried her head and ran away without looking back.

"Tong Hua, I'm leaving first! I'll call you later -"

"Oh, slow down..." Seeing her leave in a hurry, how could Tong Hua not know what she was thinking? But in his heart, there was nothing to say.

"Everyone has their own fate. You don't have to feel sorry!" At some point, Cheung street walked up to her. He looked at her from top to bottom, his tone calm.

Tong Hua regained his senses and looked up at him. His eyebrows were locked and he changed his mind. "What's the matter with you? It's not a fight, is it?"

Cheung street slowly lifted the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Pretty much. You know, I've never dealt with him."

If you don't deal with it, you'll come looking for a beating? Tong Hua thought so suspiciously, but his mouth wouldn't say so. "Is it serious? Do you want to bandage it first?"

"No need -!" Su Minglang said these three cold words. At the top of the corridor, he stood there with a cold face and a cold posture. His dark eyes seemed to be rolling with thousands of dark clouds.

"Tong Hua, Zhang Boss is very healthy. I'm afraid we can't bandage him properly."

"Yes!" Cheung street smiled faintly and did not care about him. The smile on his face and the blood on his hands matched together, showing a particularly strange atmosphere. After saying that, he raised his injured hand to look at it and then said to tong tian with a teasing smile.

"In fact, I broke one of Su Minglang's sutra bottles from the song dynasty ru kiln. If I don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it."

Tong Hua could feel the undercurrent between him and Su Minglang. However, thinking that the visitor was a guest, and that they were cousins by blood, they were still a family after all, he said politely.

"Zhang Boss is joking. It's almost time for dinner. Let's leave after we finish."

Knowing that she was just being polite, Cheung street raised his eyebrows with interest. "Okay! Then I'll disturb you."

"Security!" With a cold snort, Su Minglang suddenly lowered his voice and growled, "See you off!"

"Yes!" The two men in black exchanged glances and rushed over. "Zhang Boss, please!"

Cheung street raised his beautiful eyebrows and glanced at Su Minglang's face. He suddenly leaned over to Tong Hua and smelled her charming fragrance. He whispered, "Tong Hua, remember what I said. If you need zhang mou's help, just say hello!"

"Cheung street, you want to die!?" Su Minglang narrowed his sharp eyes, apparently about to explode.

Cheung street shrugged his shoulders and smiled coldly. He seemed to have no sense of conflict by flirting with other people's wives in other people's homes. Turning his head, he gave Su Minglang a meaningful look, smiled, and walked past Tong Hua.

Tong Hua was stunned and turned to look at Su Minglang's sad face. He always felt that it was inappropriate for Cheung street to walk out of the door with blood dripping down his face. He frowned and called out in a low voice.

"Minglang -"

Su Minglang lazily approached and grabbed her shoulder. "What's wrong? Baby."

Tong Hua frowned and looked at him amusedly, guessing what might have happened between the two of them in the study.

"... You beat someone up, but you still won't let them have a meal?"

Su Minglang narrowed his eyes, lowered his head, patted her face, and said with a half-smile, "Baby, Zhang Boss is a busy man. Every second counts. We can't afford to delay our villa. Let's go and have dinner!"

Tong Hua hesitated. "Is this really good?"

Su Minglang chuckled and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, there's nothing better than this." With that, he rushed to zhang street's back and shouted, "Zhang Boss, you are welcome to visit the villa next time. No more!"

Cheung street paused and turned around. "It's shameful to show off in front of losers!"

Laughing heartily, in Tong Hua's confusion, Su Minglang grabbed her hand and strode towards the dining room.

Unlike what Su Minglang had imagined, Tong Hua didn't say a word about Cheung street's injury in the study. It was as if nothing had ever happened, and the matter was easily cleared up.

And that night's celebration, without the funny Miss Aimu, seemed less lively. Probably out of a woman's sympathy for a woman, after a meal, the plate of "Husband and wife lung slices" made by Ai Mu himself was transferred to Gu Ji by Xiaoyu and Sun Yu countless times. What was even weirder was that the whole family seemed to have a mind of their own. They didn't move the dish and hinted that Gu Ji would try it no matter what.

However, his heart was as strong as iron. Gu Ji didn't even have a chopstick in it. If he was cruel, it was rare in the world.

After dinner, Tong Hua found an opportunity to stop Gu Ji. After much hesitation, he finally opened his mouth.

"Gu Ji, Ai Mu, she's been learning for days to make that spicy and fragrant mixture. She's very attentive and kind!"

She thought she had made it very clear, but gu ji did not give her any answers related to the "Husband and wife lung slice." He just looked at her with a pair of eyes that were not clear about his emotions. There was a slight uneasiness on his face, and his tall body stiffened in front of her.

"Madam, there are many good people, but it has nothing to do with feelings."

Thinking about that, under Gu Ji's calm gaze, Tong Hua was a little uncomfortable. Panicked, she found an international language to smooth things over. "Gu Ji, everyone has to look forward." She mumbled these words vaguely, as if she were unconsciously mumbling. At the end, she repeated, "Yes, we have to look forward."

Gu Ji sensed her emotions, her eyes dimmed, and her straight shoulders sank slightly.

"Madam, if she needs any other help, I am obliged. I... Have nothing but feelings."

Tong Hua held his lips and looked at him for a few seconds, but he didn't speak again. There were some things that she couldn't understand if she wasn't involved. She had come up with a way to make peace out of sympathy for Ai Mu for so long. In all seriousness, there was no position at all. Since he couldn't change his mind, he might as well keep his mouth shut.

"Then, you decide..." Tong Hua smiled faintly and was ready to leave. "I'll go see Xiaotaiyang."

"Madam, take your time!"

Gu Ji turned her body calmly and looked at her back as she turned away, her thoughts heavy and heavy.

In fact, he and Ai Mu were the same, always staring blankly at the back of others. The same obsession with himself, but there is no way to betray the obsession.

The only difference was that his obsession could never be repeated in this lifetime.

Some people say that when a person's emotions are settled in a kind of selfless mood, they often ignore Shiguang's existence.

By accident, day after day passed. Under the bright sunlight of the villa, the shade of the trees unknowingly became thick again.

In the middle of summer, it was almost time for tong tian to attend the pre-job training of the public security system.

She was a woman who knew how to take care of her own safety. In order not to make a fool of herself, she had prepared to review some of the law books that were taught during her pre-job training. At the same time, because she had given birth before, she had been under the guidance of Su Minglang experts these days to systematically and scientifically train her body for recovery.

As a result, the days were turned upside down.

When she was in confinement the other day, she always wanted to go out and get some air. Now that she had time to go out and play, she was not interested anymore. She was the kind of woman who could settle down and spend most of her time in the villa, except for the family chores and training.

Like her, with her at home, Su Minglang had significantly fewer social engagements than before. The first thing he could do was to go home and accompany his wife, which made many people secretly laugh at "Strict wife control," but they also enjoyed it. Subconsciously, both of them cherished this hard-won home. Spend time with the kids, play games, and do what couples love to do. The lifestyle gradually stabilized. And compared to the previous days, it seemed more loving and harmonious.

In front of Xiaotaiyang, Tong Hua was a good mother, playing the role of an old hen everywhere. However, in Su Minglang's eyes, he saw her as younger than his son and used all his warmth and indulgence on her. Hold it, coax it, and take care of it, afraid that she might get hurt. On the contrary, he treated their son more like a buddy, forever old.

Such a Shiguang, amazed the years.

Their marriage was like a new car on the road. After running into each other, it was getting easier and easier to drive, and the sense of tacit understanding between the two became more and more abundant. No matter what happened, there was always business, and su Minglang gradually developed the habit of reporting to work. No matter what, he would call her, and if it was really inconvenient for him to divulge it, he would use the code between the two of them - "The wind is tight, it's a big deal!"

Life was so beautiful that many things in Tong Hua's heart were temporarily put down, or rather, everything was not a problem. Every day, he waited for Xiaotaiyang to come home from school, wash his shoes, watch his son's smile, lead his son to the door to wait for his husband, and then walk home together for dinner.

Su Minglang went on a business trip to the factory where he worked with his wife until the tenth day of their standard life.

That night, he called Tong Hua. "Baby, come back the day after tomorrow and take you to a party."

After marrying him for so long, for some reason, Su Minglang rarely took her to parties or crowded events. Tong Hua didn't know much about his private circle except for the four masters, the guards, and the people familiar with m & h. She knew all about it, but she never asked why.

But this time, where is he taking her? During the two days of Su Minglang's business trip, Tong Hua experienced for the first time what it felt like to not see each other in a day, like three autumns apart.

When the two of them were together, they could not sense the importance of each other. When you get used to a person's life, you won't feel this way. It was only when the lifestyle of the two became a habit that one would know how torturous the smell was. I'm used to having a hug to lean on when night comes, and I'm used to having someone to hug to sleep. Once the way of life suddenly changes, people will be inexplicably empty and uneasy.

Tong Hua analyzed her mind - in addition to helplessness, or helplessness, in just a few months, Su Minglang came from a fake cannon over the mountain, had she been killed to the point of throwing her armor away?

The days were long and the 24 hours of the day were exceptionally long. Fortunately, Su Minglang kept his word and returned to london on the third day.

He called from the private airport. It was five or six in the afternoon when he came to pick her up at the villa.

In order not to let him wait, Tong Hua arranged for Xiaotaiyang's affairs and stood at the gate with his bag. In less than ten minutes, a few cars came up around the other wide roads from a distance. Tong Hua unconsciously raised the corner of his lips as the familiar car plate came into view. He couldn't wait for the car to stop and ran over.

She knew it was a little embarrassing, but she wanted to do it. The door opened, and as soon as she stood still, her body was pulled into his broad arms by the man, and her waist was held tightly by a pair of big hands.

"Tong Hua -" the man's familiar breath sprayed over his head. Tong Hua's throat tightened and he wrapped it around his waist.

"Yes. Finally back!"

"Heh..."

Her hands caressed her back and wrapped her long hair around her fingertips. Su Minglang's dark eyes were filled with a faint smile, and her heart was rippling. She could not help but lose a little dignity. She was stuck to her without her subordinates in front of her.

What a surprise!

Tong Hua's temper was not cold, but it was rare for him to be so enthusiastic. He usually picked him up with a casual smile, as if he didn't care. It was the first time that a man like that had pounced on him before he arrived. How could he not be excited? With that thought in mind, the fatigue of Su Minglang's three-day journey was swept away by the little woman around him. The excitement almost broke through his wildly beating chest, and even his throat became a lot hoarse.

"Baby, did you miss me?"

With his nose on the man's chest, Tong Hua sniffed the fresh and pleasant smell from his body, bent his lips and nodded. "Mmm."

Su Minglang was dissatisfied. He raised an eyebrow and tightened his arms around her waist. He carefully rubbed his palms on her soft waist line. He lowered his head and hit her forehead quickly. He looked arrogant and domineering. He looked unhappy from left to right.

"I asked if you wanted to? What are you, huh?"

"...

How old is a man, and he still has a childish temper? Tong Hua was amused and sighed helplessly. She wrapped her arms around his strong waist and looked up. Her beautiful eyes sparkled.

"Yes! All right?"

"That's good!"

Su Minglang was still very easy to coax. She raised the corner of her lips and patted her little face. Then he smacked her on the forehead, crossed his arm and picked her up from the waist, put her in the back of the luxury vehicle, and passed her some water.

"Have you been standing for a long time? Don't stand outside and wait on such a hot day."

Tong Hua's heart warmed up and he gulped. "It's all right. The air is good outside."

"Are you stupid?" He slapped her on the back of her head, but he didn't have much strength.

Tong Hua gave him a' ouch' and glared at him. He put down the glass and said, "It hurts!"

"Pretend?! Fight back!"

The two of them laughed and played for a while. Tong Hua looked around and saw that there was no one else in the car except comrade Gu Ji, who had never existed. Suspicions arose in her heart and she could not help but frown.

"Minglang, where are we going?"

"Ho! You should have asked the question the night before yesterday, but now you're asking. Why didn't you choke to death?" Raising her eyebrows, Su Minglang brushed her hair away from her ears and came over with a teasing smile. Don't look at these two people's affectionate love for the sky, but they didn't pull their tongues out because of it. When they talk, they often" pick a thorn, I'll poke a needle in each other's face."

"Come on, cut the crap. If you don't say it, you'll fall. Who cares!" Tong Hua snorted. Don't start.

"I'm tired! You don't care anymore, but I have to tell you!" Su Minglang smiled and pulled her over the head, then put her in his arms and sat down.

"Hmm?! I'll let you down and listen!"

Seeing that she was interested, the corners of the man's lips curled up in a sinister hue. There was a burning light in his slightly narrowed black eyes, and his voice was strangely deep. "Let's go to an interesting party."

Huh?! Is that an answer?

Tong Hua glared at him. "Shut up, I don't want to know!"

The man scratched the tip of her nose. "Naughty!"

Since it was an interesting party, Tong Hua's clothes were too homely to handle. In order not to embarrass the man at the party, she had suggested that the two of them go home and change into formal clothes. She never thought about it, but was rejected by the man. Of course, he didn't say anything, but took her directly to a place she had visited once - think twice about the private image studio.

The top floor of di hao commercial building.

Tong Hua could not help but sigh when he came to this place called "Paradise for women."

The designer didn't recognize her the last time. But they all recognized Su Minglang's platinum membership card. Her attitude was professional but not dog-eat-dog, and she was very friendly from head to toe. She did not even let go of her nails and tidied them up properly.

She was usually at home, except for some basic maintenance, and rarely took herself so seriously. And this time, compared to the last time she came with Zuo Ai, she was even more amazed. No, I don't know. I'm a little scared. At this point, she felt more and more that in the past 25 years, being a woman was really too unqualified, too sorry for herself, too negligent in management.

In her exclamation, a living beauty came out. Looking at herself in the mirror, she had some hair.

"Miss, you are so beautiful!"

"Oh, thank you!"