Spring night kiss

"I just told you some truth that no one would tell you," Jiang Tan continued without any hesitation: "Zheng Heng, you want to find Song Zhaozhao. What happens after you do it?"

"Of course it's business as usual." Zheng Heng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, "She wants film and television resources, status, everything she wants, I will give her, everything will be the same as before, nothing will change. .”

"But what if Song Zhaozhao doesn't want anything anymore?" Jiang Tan said in a calm voice, "Maybe now, she just wants to leave you."

"What did you say to Song Zhaozhao?" Zheng Heng gritted his teeth, "Jiang Tan! What on earth did you say when Song Zhaozhao was by your side these days!"

"Do you want to blame me for your breakup now?" Jiang Tan looked at Zheng Heng indifferently, obviously having guessed his thoughts. She looked at him with a calm expression: "I didn't say anything to Song Zhaozhao, just As her friend, I support all her decisions, what’s the problem with that?”

Zheng Heng discovered that Jiang Tan had changed a lot in a short period of time.

The Jiang Tan in front of him was rational and indifferent, and his words were sharp but without any curse words. He was clearly like Zhou Yinghuai.

Zheng Heng was speechless for a moment, his expression was stagnant, and the coldness between his brows and eyes gradually filled the air.

He pursed his lips, his expression tense, "So you won't say it?"

"I have nothing to say, and I have no obligation to tell you." Jiang Tan felt that after saying this, she had nothing more to say. She coldly withdrew her gaze and prepared to leave.

Zheng Heng took a step forward, blocking her way more and more.

"Yes, you don't have to tell me, but if Song Zhaozhao finds out that you are missing, do you think she will look for me?"

Zheng Heng's eyes were red, and he stared at Jiang Tan, paranoid and hoarse: "Everyone has their own bottom line, Jiang Tan, if you piss me off, I don't care about Zhou Yinghuai's affection. Don’t force me.”

If he can say it, he can do it.

Jiang Tan smiled sarcastically.

The high-ranking young masters of aristocratic families really want to get something if they want it, and destroy it if they don't want it.

As for this woman, her own thoughts, what kind of person she is, and whether she is willing or not are not important.

What's more important than the young master's own happiness?
"Am I forcing you?" Jiang Tan chuckled, "Zheng Heng, I told you, I have no comment."

People were coming and going on the street, and the two of them were in such a stalemate, which naturally attracted countless sideways glances.

Jiang Tan never thought that Zheng Heng would make such an embarrassing fuss over Song Zhaozhao, but how much of this was due to sincerity and how much was due to a desire for control?
Jiang Tan thought that the truth might be unbearable.

"Let go!" Jiang Tan looked at his wrist held by Zheng Heng, "If you do this, I can call the police!"

"You should call the police, Jiang Tan. No police dare to take care of this matter!" Zheng Heng laughed coldly and looked at Jiang Tan, "I won't let this matter go until it is settled today!"

Jiang Tan felt Zheng Heng's hand squeezing his wrist harder and harder.

Although it would be unwise to have a head-on physical conflict, now it seems that it is the best solution.

Jiang Tan didn't hesitate and stepped directly on the upper of Zheng Heng's leather shoes.

She exhausted all her strength. Zheng Heng's expression changed and he subconsciously let go. Jiang Tan seized the opportunity, turned around and ran to the other side.

Zheng Heng came over slowly and was about to catch up, but when he saw the person in front of Jiang Tan, his expression changed and he stopped.

Jiang Tan was so focused on running that he didn't pay attention to what was happening around him.When Zhou Yinghuai held her waist and put her in his arms, she was stuffed into the car before she could refuse.

This is the first time Jiang Tan has been so close to Zhou Yinghuai since they were separated for so long.

He smelled of cedar and sandalwood. It was light and refreshing, but it was corrosive to one's nerves.

Jiang Tan sat in the car, staring blankly at the man's indifferent and dignified face. His temperament was still cold, his skin was too fair, and he was wearing a very simple iron-gray shirt, made of silk, with his exposed neck and collar connected. The contrast is clear, the black and white exist in such harmony, but there is an indescribable sexiness under the sun.

There was a rush in Jiang Tan's throat for a moment, and her voice was very calm: "Zhou Yinghuai, I have nothing to do with you anymore."

"What do you mean it doesn't matter?" Zhou Yinghuai asked calmly, his voice low and indifferent, without any emotion.

Jiang Tan said, "I'm just not familiar with it."

"Indeed, it's been more than half a year, Jiang Tan, you have never been forgetful." After Zhou Yinghuai said this, he closed the car door without waiting for Jiang Tan's answer.

When Jiang Tan wanted to open the door, she found that it was locked.

Through the dark glass, Jiang Tan saw Zheng Heng walking towards Zhou Yinghuai.

The man's back was clear, and he had an unusual sense of alienation that he was not allowed to approach. The noble and elegant look on his face made him look like someone who would not dare to have any undue delusions.

Zheng Heng walked towards Zhou Yinghuai and stopped a long way away.

"Song Zhaozhao was hidden somewhere by Jiang Tan. Zhou Yinghuai, we have been friends for so many years, please leave Jiang Tan to me." Zheng Heng looked at Zhou Yinghuai calmly, "There is no relationship between Jiang Tan and you anymore. , you took her away, it seemed like you were helping her, but she may not be grateful to you."

"Whether I have anything to do with Jiang Tan or not, isn't it unethical for you to chase and beat up a girl like this?" Zhou Yinghuai turned his face slightly, glanced in Jiang Tan's direction, and looked away.

Zheng Heng knew that what he did was ugly.

But the matter was urgent, and he really needed to know the whereabouts of Song Zhaozhao.

"What would you do if Song Zhaozhao concealed Jiang Tan's whereabouts today?" Zheng Heng's beautiful eyebrows were filled with a layer of gloom, "Zhou Yinghuai, you will be even more dishonorable than me."

The next moment, Zhou Yinghuai raised her lips and smiled warmly. She said: "Song Zhaozhao will not have the opportunity to appear on this road. It was you who was not decisive when you should be decisive, so I said what you did was ugly. .”

Zheng Heng's face turned pale, and he suddenly understood what Zhou Yinghuai meant.

Otherwise, use power to suppress people from the very beginning.

Otherwise, don't bother anymore.

But now, Zhou Yinghuai clearly understood
Zheng Heng's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Zhou Yinghuai in astonishment, "Don't tell me, it's been so long, and you still..."

Zhou Yinghuai's eyebrows were cold, and his slender fingers were holding an epiphyllum bracelet, which was a birthday gift he gave to Jiang Tan. He said, "I never take back what I give out."

Jiang Tan didn't know what Zhou Yinghuai and Zheng Heng said. The man was driving, and Jiang Tan sat in the back seat. After a long time, his voice was low and hoarse: "I want to go home."

"Go back to Mingyuan." He spoke concisely, calmly and straightforwardly.

Jiang Tan suddenly raised his eyes, a little stunned, "Are you crazy?"