See You Tonight, Master Su

Su Minglang's throat was choked and he became hoarse. When he looked at liao changshi, he suddenly saw a cluster of majestic flames coming out of his eyes. He slapped the table and said sullenly.

"I'll go. Why didn't I think of that?"

"Care is messy!" Liao Chang said lazily.

Feeling a little relieved, Su Minglang got up and strode around the table, slapping Liao Chang hard on the shoulder.

"Thanks, brother." With that, he had rushed out of the study like a gust of wind.

Frowning, Liao Chang shouted sadly behind him, "Hey, hey, I haven't said my move yet?"

Su Minglang's cool voice came from outside. "No need."

Liao Chang thought of his "Condition" and for a moment, he was so depressed that his liver ached." Boss, don't forget to shave and straighten yourself..."

Su Minglang was eager, an urge to meet someone for the first time when he was young and in love, guiding his actions.

Back in the bedroom, he quickly washed his mouth, shaved, cleaned his face, took a bath... And even dripped a few drops of essential oil into the bathtub water. He did every step meticulously. About half an hour later, he only wore a towel around his firm waist and half naked with his dripping bronze skin. He personally drew a picture of a beautiful man bathing, but frowned in the closet.

It was said that women were anxious to please themselves and to pick out clothes. Now Su Minglang was worried too. What would she wear to look good?

Soon, he chose a straight iron and silver suit and a matching trench coat over his face. His eyes were dark and his long legs made him look energetic and sharp...

Unfortunately, it was too serious! He's going to see his wife, not negotiate!

With a frown of dissatisfaction, his resolute chin tightened. After some thought, he quickly took off his clothes and smiled at himself in the mirror. The coldness and gloom that always hung on his face unconsciously faded, and he picked a casual, simple fashion outfit. The tailored clothes made him look handsome.

Unfortunately, he was too young. He looked like he was in his fifties and was not suitable for a man who was about thirty years old. He rubbed his face and thought for a moment that he was really crazy.

When did he, Su Minglang, lose confidence in his appearance?

Frowning into a' chuan' word, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally found a compromise. There was only one thing to wear - a suit - that was upright, amiable, energizing, dignified, and unappealing.

Because of his profession, he rarely wore a suit, and most of the time he wore casual clothes except for the occasion he needed to attend. However, this did not mean that the suit was not sacred in his heart. In this way, there will be a different feeling of strength in the heart.

With that in mind, he quickly found the suit that the woman had ironed so flat for her, changed it from the inside out, and even didn't let go of his underwear, dressed in black. Top shirt, pants, belt, come on, a handsome young man!

After a moment of self-satisfaction, Su Minglang, a handsome man, finally found his confidence. His original handsome appearance, in contrast to the suit, immediately made a qualitative leap.

Closing the door, he took a breath and strode downstairs.

"Ow - boss -?!" Someone took a deep breath. It was Liao Chang sitting in the living room.

"Boss, did it rain red or did the comet hit the earth? What are you... Doing?"

Pursing his cold lips, Su Minglang glanced at him. "Where's Xiaotaiyang?"

Lishener, who was in the corner of the living room, heard him ask, and then came back to himself from the stupor of his handsome appearance. "President, young master, he hasn't finished school yet? You... Forgot?"

The corner of his mouth twitched violently. Su Minglang's mood could be described as extremely gloomy.

What on earth was he excited about? His brain seemed to be sick. When he was doing these things, he didn't even think about it. It was only two o' clock in the afternoon, and Xiaotaiyang hadn't even finished school yet.

Fuck!

He cursed in secret. To hide his embarrassment, he turned around and sat on the sofa in the living room, tugging at the neatly tied collar buttons, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Liao Chang looked at him with a lazy teasing look on his handsome face.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?! I'm telling you, you have to calm down. You just bumped into my sister-in-law in such a cold way, and you'll get blisters all over your head. Oh, I said, do you want to hear my moves?"

Glancing at him casually, Su Minglang snorted coldly in his nostrils. He had always been very calm in all situations except for what happened to tong liang, so he knew that Liao Chang was not at ease.

"No need. It's up to you to chase a woman. You're the same. Stop thinking about me. I can't help you."

"Boss..." Liao chang propped up his forehead, leaned forward and stared at him with a frown. "Aren't you fair?"

"Hmm?" Su Minglang said lazily, relaxing his tense nerves.

"You're hurting my brother so much by doing this. Could it be that old gu is your brother, and I was picked up by you on the street?! For the sake of old gu's lower half, you have schemed and profited, calculated and calculated. Why don't you help your brother? I'm dying of anxiety!"

Liao Chang looked aggrieved, like a big kid fighting for favor, but Su Minglang didn't sell it.

In fact, as I just said, apart from being confused about his own feelings, he could see everything clearly about other people's family.

Including Liao Chang, of course.

"Liao Chang."

He gave a deep cry and said solemnly, "I understand your little mind. Why should I help gu ji? You are different from him. Also, Sun Yu had a different personality than Aixiaoer.

Not only was it different, but it was also different. What was Gu Ji's character?

Even if the sky was about to collapse, it would be impossible for him to take the initiative to pursue Ai Mu. Ai Mu, on the other hand, had lost a single strand of her brain and was completely unable to figure out the way. If they were allowed to develop like that, by the time he had a grandson, their son would probably not know where to make the sauce.

Besides, Sun Yu is very smart. Not only was he smart, but he was as smart as Tong Hua. For such a woman, sometimes the more a man plays tricks, the more he will make a mistake. In his relationship with Tong Hua, it is a typical example.

At this point, his words were already a little serious. "So, Liao Chang, how do you really like her? You just have to like her well. Don't be a little roundabout. It's better than anything."

After listening to su Minglang's "Blood experience and lessons," Liao Chang's heart began to lose a lot of balance.

When he thought about it, his words were not unreasonable. Comrade love saint nodded and sighed helplessly. "Boss, you're right."

Su Minglang glanced at him, put his hands behind his neck and lay down on the sofa, not saying anything, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liao chang smiled. But now, I'm doing it quite comfortably and happily. But my head is almost down to my crotch, and I don't care about you at all. Boss, do you think this is a setback?!"

Su Minglang gave him a cold scolding. "Who told you to do so many dirty things in the fucking past? Retribution!"

"... Boss, what's wrong with you? Why must you speak so honestly?"

Su Minglang glanced at Liao Chang, who was smiling but not smiling at him. Su Minglang was upset and did not have the energy to talk to him.

Liao Chang, on the other hand, was a good-natured man. He raised his eyebrows and smiled again. "Boss, do you think that guy gu is interested in Aixiaoer? I think that Aixiaoer girl is about to kneel down for him. This guy is so cruel..."

"What are you talking about?" Unexpectedly, the person who answered was not Su Minglang, but Gu Ji who walked in from outside.

There was no emotion on his expressionless, handsome face, and even his voice did not fluctuate.

Liao chang glanced at him and was startled. "Old gu, are your ears really good?!"

Gu Ji looked at him and did not continue their conversation. Instead, he strode over to Su Minglang's side and sat down to report his work.

"Minglang, Cheung street wants to see Suzie."

Raising his eyes, Su Minglang grunted, "Let him see you."

Gu ji nodded, remained silent for a moment, then asked with a serious expression, "The mid-autumn festival will be in two days. How will we celebrate this festival?"

According to the usual practice of the past years, in addition to paying the subordinates and family members a festival fee and moon cakes, some departments would also hold a get-together on mid-autumn day to make their colleagues happy, liven up the atmosphere, and also to boost morale. As people in their line of work, life is too dull and lifeless. It is easy for people to get tired and tired as they muddle through day by day. Therefore, every time they found a reason for the festival, they would celebrate a little and relax.

Su Minglang stared at Gu Ji. "Just do as you always do."

Gu Ji nodded again. At the end, his eyes flickered and he asked, "How are we going to live here? Sister-in-law, she..."

In fact, he really wanted to ask if sister-in-law would be back together. However, in the middle of the conversation, he thought of the awkwardness and swallowed the second half of his mouth, leaving only these bare words.

Su Minglang knew exactly what he wanted to say. Normally, he would feel uncomfortable, but today, when Gu Ji mentioned Tong Hua at this time, he inexplicably had a feeling of "Falling into the same world," and the tangled state of mind was temporarily eased.

After a moment of silence, even her eyes became more firm. "I will bring her back. Our villa will be lively during the festival."

Gu Ji was visibly relieved and gave a rare smile. "Okay, I'll make the arrangements."

Without hesitation for half a minute, Gu Ji went on his own.

He had been following Su Minglang all these years. He had always arranged everything properly, whether it was big or small matters in m & h or Su Minglang's personal affairs, and never made a single mistake. Even if it was a small matter, he would take it as a big one. Of course, this was not only because Su Minglang had saved his life, but also because of his character, which was honest and honest, and could not tolerate his own mistakes. In fact, apart from the little immoral thoughts he had for tong tian, he had never been slightly off in his mind when he asked himself.

Previously, Gu Ji had been involved in Su Minglang's plan to deal with Suzie. He watched Tong Hua being taken away by Cheung street, and she and Su Minglang getting into trouble. But today, as a half' rival' of love, he was not relaxed at all. He had thought more than once about what he would do if he were Cheung street, and would he do the same to her?

In the end, there was no answer, because he was not Su Minglang, but he knew very well that between her safety and personal gain and loss, he would also choose to put her safety first.

In Gu Ji's opinion, Suzie was a typical paranoid lunatic, his behavior often did not have a trace. At the beginning of the matter, although they had made an agreement with Leon, no one could guarantee that Leon would keep his promise, nor could they guarantee that Suzie would have no other arrangements except for Leon.

No one really knew Suzie, so in the midst of the tension in his game with Suzie, he handed Tong Hua over to Cheung street to pretend that the woman he really liked was Bai Jia. This was the right move to ensure that she was not hurt by Suzie.

What Suzie had done over the years, his "Wife control" paranoid personality was quite obvious. And the woman he wanted to win over his opponent and nephew would be his new desire to conquer. Look. They had foreseen this beforehand. And it was confirmed by Leon.

In other words, before that, Suzie's goal had always been Tong Hua. It was because of Su Minglang's indifference and' abandonment' that Suzie changed his goal.

At the very least, that night, Suzie finally chose to pass the glass to Bai Jia, not Tong Hua.

Of course, no one could guarantee that none of these plans would go wrong until they were implemented. Therefore, Su Minglang absolutely did not dare to risk tong tian. He had to draw a line with her temporarily for her safety.

However, the result was better than they had expected.

Leon changed the glass exactly as he had agreed, and replaced the original refilled glass with the usual one for Su Minglang. The medicine he gave bai jia, along with Shiguang's special medicine, temporarily silenced her, so that she wouldn't say anything against their plan in front of Suzie.

In addition, in the "Interaction" with Bai Jia I, Suzie really shook off his crutch temporarily. It was precisely because of this that the following situation did not occur.

One thing Suzie was right about was that his identity could not go wrong, let alone be detected by his confidant supporters and people from m country. As long as his crutch was still in his hand, he would have a chance to turn things around and turn things around.

To be able to'return a man's life with his own methods'so smoothly, he used his substitute to perfectly replace his true self without causing any ripples. In addition to his ingenious plan, it had to be said that there was actually a lucky element in it.

In fact, before this, they had already prepared an emergency plan for what would happen, how to control the unexpected situation, how to pacify and stop the m nation and its people from being held accountable. Also, that night, in addition to his and Shiguang's own gang, at least 100 trained professionals were ambushed in the building, quietly replacing the building's service staff.

Under all the calm surface, there were too many waves, and these things, as a man, Su Minglang naturally would not let a woman know, this is not only a man's responsibility, but also a real care. Gu Ji thought, compared to his great love for tong liang, his little good for her, really nothing...

But how could she understand and return to the president? Gu Ji, who did not know what a woman was thinking, frowned deeply.

Xiaotaiyang finished school at around three in the afternoon and got home around four. While waiting for him, restless Su Minglang went upstairs again.

In the bedroom, he walked back and forth. Time passed really slowly. As a result, in less than ten minutes, he lay back on the bed, neatly packed.

In this big bed where the two of them had slept for months, he stared at the ceiling and recalled her days.

Every morning when she woke up, she would curl up in his arms, breathing evenly, her little face pink, her little mouth slightly tilted, languid like a cat. When he came home in the afternoon, she would come up and greet him with a smile. Although she was not usually particularly excited, her expression was full of intimacy.

He always knew that she was stubborn. However, he also knew that she was a good woman. As long as others don't take the initiative to offend her, she will get along well with others and do her best to care. He remembered that at the beginning of their marriage, when she was still half a stranger to him, even if she had a grudge in her heart, she had done everything a wife should do, rarely talking nonsense about joe, or asking him to do this or that.

Alas! But now, when he turned on the tv, he would think of what she looked like when she was watching tv. When he saw the flower arrangement, he would think of the way she looked when she arranged the flowers. When he saw her laptop, he would think of the way she sat cross-legged on the bed playing with the computer. When he saw the carpet, he would think of the two of them rolling down on the carpet to have fun...

The room alone was so quiet that it was depressing. On the bed, there were pictures of her, and in her breath, there seemed to be a smell of her.

Every corner was filled with her frowns and smiles...

Su Minglang rubbed his brows, confused, and missed a woman to this extent. It was really a bit of a bother! He looked at the time with his wrist raised. It was an hour before little sun came home. In order to make the time faster, he went downstairs to pick up Amiao and went straight to the garden behind him.

He remembered that Tong Hua also liked to walk around the garden. Find a small open space, put a recliner on it, and hold a book, so she can stay alone for a long time. And most of the time, he would not have this free time. Because he was too busy. He was busy plotting against others, and he was busy not being schemed against.