"Driving... One hand is enough," Tang Ruochen said.

LAN Weiwei's hand was unnaturally held by him. I feel that Tang Ruochen is strange. Where is it strange? Seems very ambiguous?

So LAN Weiwei took out his hand and said solemnly to Tang Ruochen, "Mr. Tang, you can't do this."

"Hmm?" Tang Ruochen looked back at her.

I only heard Lan Wei angrily say, "your wife has just died. You love her and your children so much. How can you hold my hand? If your wife knows, how sad! You can't empathize so quickly!"

"Empathy and farewell?" Tang Ruochen repeated her four words.

Now LAN Weiwei is embarrassed. It seems that Mr. Tang just holds hands and doesn't say he loves himself?

Is it narcissism?

Lan Wei looked reasonable and coughed twice: "anyway... Anyway, we just can't hold my hand. After all... After all... It's not that! That's not good."

"Which?" Tang Ruochen played rogue with a calm face.

Lan Wei saw Tang Ruochen's calm appearance, but she was a little embarrassed: "just... We should keep a distance. I'm your employee."

Although she promised him by example, she would certainly... And she made a lot of money!

But after all, Mr. Tang loves his wife deeply. She can't be a third party, absolutely not.

Thinking of this, Lan Wei looked at Tang Ruochen firmly: "so we must keep a distance."

"Oh." as soon as the voice fell, Tang Ruochen took his hand away without trace and continued to drive.

LAN Weiwei was a little lost. She couldn't help greeting the 18th generation of Xia Ning's ancestors. This damn Xia Ning didn't talk to her long ago. Why are you strange after chatting with her?

It turned out that she didn't dare to think about it subconsciously. She had to put it forward!

She is, too. What's wrong with talking about? She has to talk about Tang Ruochen, which makes her heart beat so badly and embarrassed!

After a while, when Tang Ruochen passed the red light, he looked back at LAN Weiwei and asked her, "why is your face so red and hot?"

Lan Wei shook her head and nodded quickly: "HMM."

Suddenly, she shook her head and patted several times. Can't do this, can't think like this!

Tang Ruochen suddenly grabbed her and firmly pressed her hand: "you can't fight!"

"Why?" asked LAN Weiwei.

Tang Ruochen said solemnly, "fortunately, you just lose your memory. If you shoot yourself silly again, it will take a long time to recover."

LAN Weiwei inexplicably withdrew his hand and thought, what did he say and what?

In the evening, LAN Weiwei poured Tang Ruochen a glass of water. When she was ready to send it to his study, she saw that he was not in there and there was no one in the room. LAN Weiwei knew that he was repenting in the toy house again.

Tang Ruochen stared at these toys, unable to express his loss and heartache.

"Wei Wei, I miss you so much..."

Who does she think is the wife she loves?

She hasn't fallen in love with herself yet. He can't force her.

Tang Ruochen looked at these toys, as if LAN Weiwei had a happy smile when placing these toys. At that time, she was happy, and the days she spent with herself were happy.

Suddenly, there was a familiar sound of footsteps in the room and walked towards him. Tang Ruochen subconsciously hugged her: "Wei Wei!"

The sudden embrace made LAN Weiwei unprepared. He held her so tight inexplicably. LAN Weiwei shrunk in Tang Ruochen's arms and tried to shout, "Mr. Tang?"

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