To You, My Beloved

The smile on Cheng freehand’s face froze for an instant. She stared at the check for a long time, then gently raised her head, looked at Tang Shi, opened her mouth, and just about to speak, Tang Shi’s voice rang. "Let’s put it away, the clothes are expensive." At this point, Tang Shi paused, and his voice again seemed a little unreasonable: "Besides, my woman, it’s not her turn to be given to her. buying clothes."

Cheng Xianyi couldn't tell whether he was underestimated by Tang Shi and threw over the check, which said it was twice the price of the clothes he bought for Gu Qingcheng. He felt sad, or because of Tang Shi’s short-term tone. Sad, she just felt that her throat was blocked, which made her a little speechless. After a long time, she opened her mouth and her voice trembled: "The clothes are just my heart."

"Heart?" When Tang Shi heard these three words, he chuckled and threw the signature pen in his hand on the desk, staring at Cheng Xinyi's eyes for a long time, then The expression became a little low in an instant: "I'm afraid you have no ulterior motives in your heart."

Cheng Xieyi was slightly dazed: "Mr Tang, what do you mean by this?"

Tang Shi stared at Cheng Xieyi without saying anything.

Cheng Xieyi was a little hairy when he stared at him.

After a long time, Tang Shi spoke and asked, "Are you really ignorant or pretending not to know?"

Cheng Xieyi was followed by Tang Shi’s words with full meaning. Her face was red and white. She worked hard to maintain her grace and gentle attitude in front of Tang Shi, and bit her lower lip: "Mr Tang, I don’t understand you. What are you talking about."

Tang Shi pulled his lips, smiled lightly, stared at Cheng freehand, and said:

"First, Red Garden Resort, are you really telling Feng Yiyi that you saw Qingqin go to the viewing platform by accident?"

"Secondly, I spent so much time back in the country, why did you ask her out on the 24th of last month?"

"Third, do you sincerely want to thank Qingqing for buying that set of clothes for her? And why do you want to buy a set of clothes that look exactly like you?"

"Fourth, do you know that in the kidnapping incident that day, in fact, the person who was going to be kidnapped was you, not her!"

Tang Shi asked several questions in a row, and Cheng Xinyi's mind suddenly exploded.

She always felt that what she had made was seamless, but this man still doubted her.

There was a layer of fear in Cheng Xieyi's heart. She tried her best to stabilize her expression and turned her head for a while before she let herself speak neither humble nor arrogant: "Ms. Tang, I have only good intentions for Qingcheng. You said it like I have ulterior motives for her. If I really wanted to harm Qingcheng, that day I would have guilty to run to Jinbiguang that day to inform you that my foot was pierced that day. It would be a bit too wrong for you to doubt me, Mr. Tang. Me."

As he talked, a layer of red appeared in Cheng Freehand's eyes.

Tang Shi sat unmoved in his seat, his posture was still leisurely and calm. He looked at the mist that filled Cheng Xianyi's eyes, and his voice was still very cold and cold: "You have not been wronged, this is fundamental It’s not something I should be concerned about. In my whole life, I only care about whether Gu Qingcheng alone has been wronged."