Dressed As the President’s First Love

Tang Mi is not an emotional person most of the time.

But Li Rong's gentle eyes touched her nerve, making her whole body immersed in warm water, warm, but this warmth brought a little bit of shame and embarrassment from being pierced.

Her mouth was closed again like a clamshell.

"Cheng Hao, it's not Scattered."

After a while, she said.

"Well, no."

Li Rong nodded. Tang Mi in front of her was like a snail whose shell was pulled out to look at the world. Zhang Huang was lost and pitiful.

She touched her head affectionately:

"So, you don't just give up the spots and try hard once, right?"

Tang Mi was speechless.

Li Rong found it.

Tang Mi is a born actor. She is good at deceiving others and herself when she acts in life.

She often puts on herself invincible armor, and thinks she has become a heroine who can cut off water with a knife. In fact, she is just a cowardly ostrich emotionally.

As soon as he found signs of injury, he immediately retracted his head into the sand.

"Forget it, think for yourself."

Even a best friend can't disrupt each other's life under the banner of being good for each other.

Li Rong patted her:

"You sleep for a while, and after a jet lag, I have to go to the company."

Tang Mi nodded obediently:

"…Oh."

Just this time, I didn't sleep soundly.

I had a messy dream. For a while, the spotted cat was meowing, chasing her to go home with her, and for a while, Cheng Hao was chasing behind her with a diamond ring, shouting: "Tang Mi, marry me Give it to me! Marry me!"

She seemed to be stuck in the mud, and it took her a long time to wake up.

I woke up and found the phone on the bedside ringing.

Take a look, at three o'clock in the afternoon, she actually went to bed for lunch.

Boxi's phone.

Tang Mi followed his breath and cleared his throat:

"Hey?"

"Have you returned home?"

Boxi only received the news.

"En, yes." Tang Mi rubbed her temples and slept, but she lost her mind. "Something happened, I haven't had time to tell you, sorry."

On the Internet, Cheng Hao's marriage proposal was raging, and Bo Xi knew it well, but instead of exposing her, he brought up another matter.

"Do you have any schedule next?"

"Have."

If you switch to someone else, Tang Mi will probably answer directly.

After filming the commercial for "New Town", according to her original plan, she planned to stay at home for ten and a half days and accompany her parents to pick up life. Most of the company's notices for the arrangement were also rejected.

"That's right. I have a friend who is a variety show. It is a live-a-survival program. The resident female MC that was originally scheduled to temporarily break the appointment. Please come to me, because it is a new program, the first episode, the ratings cannot be guaranteed. , The remuneration is set to one million for one episode, and the recording period is fifteen to twenty days, for a total of eight episodes."

"...Are you interested?"

must have! Very much!

In less than 20 days, there will be eight million. Even if Tang Mi is tired and collapsed on the ground, she still has to get up to pick it up. Besides, you can also return personal feelings by the way—

Although Boxi's favor, she owed it too early to pay off.

"Have."

Tang Mi regained his vitality all at once, and money was the cure for everything. She nodded, "You hand over the program planning and schedule to my agent."

"OK, I will let Brother Li contact your agent."

Bo Xi confirmed again, "Next Wednesday, you will go, right?"

"Yep."

In this way, there are five days of rest.

Tang Mi smiled: "Definitely go."

When Li Rong came back from the company, she realized that Tang Mi had taken another job for herself. The artiste was too capable, but her agent seemed incompetent.

Father Tang and Mother Tang also returned from Shiguan. The four had a lively dinner, and Li Rong said goodbye.

"Rongrong, come back tomorrow. Auntie will cook your favorite boiled fish for you."

Li Rong gave out a "hey", telling Tang's father and Tang's mother not to send it.

When she closed the door and went downstairs, she found a luxury car parked in the open-air parking lot downstairs, with five consecutive number "8s" on the license plate number. She shook her heart and looked towards the driver's seat subconsciously.

The driver's window rolled down.

Jiang Xinwei waved at her with a face:

"Hi, Rongrong!"

Li Rong got goose bumps when he called "Rong Rong".

Just as he was trying to make him stop shouting, but seeing that the window of the rear seat was also rolled down, Cheng Hao's handsome face appeared, and he nodded slightly at her:

"Sister Li."

Ooh, oh, she actually called her sister Li!

The sound is nice.

Good-looking face.

The eyes are still blingbling.

Li Rong felt that she was going to heaven soon.

Facing such a handsome guy, her legs were a little weak, and it was immediately difficult to understand that Tang Mi could actually refuse so ruthlessly. Instead, she nodded and agreed in minutes, and attached all the passbooks—

This girl is really not an ordinary person.

"Cheng, you are here..."

Li Rong felt a little bit like a dog-legged, so she stood up straight and coughed, "Is she here to find Mi?"

"No, I'm coming to you."

If Jiang Dawei's inner complaint could be turned into a barrage, he would probably have occupied a whole carriage.

His mother was the first time he saw Cheng Hao being so shameless, he actually made a silly trick of a handsome man!

He just said, why came back after catching a private jet and chasing people? It turned out to be moving! Which one doesn’t learn, not to learn the stinky virtues of William’s dead foreign devil, but when he listened to him on the phone, Cheng Hao actually learned from the foreign devil on the phone, what kind of curve to save the country, what kind of skinny face, what once can’t do twice, twice can’t do countless Second-rate…

The ghost knows a foreign devil, why is Chinese so slippery.

But Li Rong, a dead man, didn't even give him a corner of his eye, Jiang Dawei snorted twice in his nose:

"Fart!"

Cheng Hao gave him a warning. Before he could take advantage of him when he was drunk, he opened the door and got out of the car:

"Sister Li—"

"Ms. Cheng, you still call me Xiao Li, or Li Manager."

Li Rong was frustrated, and hurriedly interrupted him, laughing in a weird way.

Cheng Hao responded with kindness:

"good."

"Actually, I did come. I don't know Manager Li," he paused. "Do you know the phone number of Tang Mi's **** friend?"

"You mean dumb?"

"It's called this name."

Cheng Hao nodded.

Li Rong realized that there was a little nervousness in his eyes.

"wait."

Since the last incident, Li Rong had long since blacked Adidas, and finally asked for a call from Tony.

"Cheng, can I ask, what do you want this phone for?"

"Some things, I want to ask clearly."

Cheng Hao’s dumb phone was stored, and when he turned into the car, he suddenly called Li Rong again, "If it is possible, Tang Mi, please tell Manager Li to keep it secret."

Li Rong made a sealing action:

"must."

Jiang Dawei ran out of the driver's seat like flying:

"Brother Cheng, go by yourself! I have something wrong."

He ran up to Li Rong with his legs, and landed on her co-pilot.

Cheng Hao glanced at it from a distance, thinking that William was right. Even Dawei like this can get on other people's cars with a shameless vigor.

The phone didn't get through the first time.

Cheng Hao patiently called again, and when the other side answered the phone, he still had a nasal voice: "Hello? Who?"

"I'm Cheng Hao."

Dumb, who had just emerged from the bed, was shocked by the self-reported door.

I even squatted to speak:

"Cheng, President Cheng? Are you looking for me..."

It can't be because this proposal failed, thinking of the last time, want to beat him out for a special meal, right?

"At eight o'clock, Jing Shanglou Sanmu Hall, come on time."

Cheng Hao faced him, and didn't have the patience for Li Rong, and hung up the phone in the dumb voice of "Okay."

In fact, it's not difficult to find Dumb's information, but Cheng Hao insisted a little strangely, but he didn't want to use the detective agency for everything related to Tang Mi.

Jing Shanglou was not far from this community, ten kilometers away. Seeing that there was still time, Cheng Hao took his luggage upstairs and placed things in the apartment opposite Tang Mi.

I often come to clean during hourly work. The room is kept very clean and you can move in directly.

When he closed the door, the opposite door was still tightly closed, and the light came out from the crack of the door, and Cheng Hao felt at ease inexplicably.

The chest cavity is no longer empty.

He smiled and raised his foot into the elevator.

When I arrived at Jing Shanglou, it happened to be 7:50.

A thin man with yellow hair and a pound of bags under his eyes sat in Sanmu Hall.

"Cheng, you are looking for me."

Dumb stood up tremblingly.

"sit."

The bodyguard closed the door, and Cheng Hao pointed to the opposite side: "Don't be restrained."

He said something unusual, but Dumb couldn't be regarded as unusual.

He was short of breath when he met this person, especially the last time. I left him in his heart for several months, and it was very uncomfortable to think of it. Tang Mi and Li Rong both blacked him out. They were on the crew all the year round. Unreachable.

A few times I waited downstairs in Zhengheng Group. This person was just like the people on TV. Every time I saw him, he was surrounded by bodyguards and couldn't get close at all. He had to make an appointment to find the front desk, but he didn’t count. Number one?

I can't make an appointment at all.

Ten minutes have passed since I was able to tell the whole story through this sitting.

"So, back then..."

Cheng Hao dumbed his throat, "Tang Tang she..."

Duan nodded, only dared to raise his head and glance at it hurriedly.

At this glance, the man's appearance was deeply carved into his mind.

The man who has always been cold and arrogant, his eyes are blushing, as if a layer of water is dizzy, the shadow of the lamp above his head falls into the water, and there is a faint belated sadness—

It was quiet, not hysterical, but it made people sore for no reason.