Big brother, let's spell a marriage

This relationship has changed the president a lot.

Mature, steady, considerate and meticulous.

But even so, he didn't harvest a sweet love after all.

Tang Mengyao was depressed and came to the 36th floor unimpeded. Her head hung slightly and her heart was blocked.

Ignore the eyes of others and take this step firmly. Out of the elevator, several secretaries just looked at her in amazement and didn't stop her. Those stunned and sympathetic eyes seemed to laugh at her self humiliation.

Tang Mengyao felt that her breathing was poor, her nose was blocked, and she was very uncomfortable. She wanted to return to the elevator, but the elevator had been ruthlessly closed and ran down.

I can only look back and look at the door of the president's room. I'm afraid to go in.

When did she become so fragile and unsophisticated? Since the other party no longer cares about their friendship, why should she persist in refusing to let go?

At the beginning of Xu Wenfan's betrayal, she was so strong that she just told him with her pride that she would live better than him.

But this time, why did the breakup make her afraid, afraid and panic? In my mind, I always think that when he fought tenaciously for their love in the rain, the friendship was deep and thick, and there was no falsehood.

But why has everything changed in just a few decades?

Although Tang Mengyao was worried, he still didn't allow himself to shrink back and walked up strongly. The open door allows her to hear the sound inside without unnecessary effort.

"Junli... Why are you so bad? This is the office? "

The woman's shy voice came. The breath of wheezing can know what they are doing without much speculation.

Calm Han Junli, although he didn't make a sound, still used his evil palm to make more tricks on Jiang Meilan, which made the other party scream, which was very exciting.

Tang Mengyao stiff hands, forced himself to calm down, and then pushed open some doors. Blurred vision full of fuzzy, heartbroken looked at the past.

A man and a woman are intertwined. The man presses the woman tightly. The familiar lips block her too publicized mouth, and the big palm slides all the way to the root along her snow-white thigh.

Strong and domineering possession, like his personality, is full of wildness. A man and a woman, the shy voice, lingering into her ears, stabbed her heart and hurt her blood.

Two lines of tears fell down. Silent but tears flow. There was no sound around, but there was a groan of men's and women's love.

Tang Mengyao stood for a long time. It seemed that he could not affect the two excited men and women. He forgot himself, as if he had never found Tang Mengyao at all.

Stiff feet in place, after all, do not have the courage to take another step. Tang Mengyao clearly knew that Han Junli was telling her choice with the facts.

She is not lofty, always said, if you don't love, just tell me directly, I won't stay by your side.

Now Han Junli said, not only said, but also told her clearly with action. If she rushed out again and made a heart-rending noise, would she appear to have no dignity?

In this feeling, she looked weak and weak, and even the courage to roar out was lost. Only pathetic, tears, looking at each other.

Tang Mengyao despises herself now and feels that her dignity is trampled on by the two people in front of her. It seems that from beginning to end, this is just a game played by Han Junli. When he got it, that is, when he abandoned her with ruthless indifference.

She was so stupid that she thought that there was still a sincerity in people like him.

Tang Mengyao's lips smiled so red that Jiang Yi in the distance couldn't bear to look at it. But if he could not bear it, he could not take a step forward.

Erase the tears in her eyes, Tang Mengyao turned around and left silently as when the Tathagata came. With endless pain, I want to find a place where there is no one, hide and cry.

Crying is a big fool. Every time my heart is trampled, torn and abandoned.

But she could do nothing except to be sad and cry.

After Tang Mengyao left, Han Junli pushed Jiang Meilan away with a gloomy face. Indifferent and cold mouth, "get out!"

Jiang Meilan stood up, pale and bloodless. She struggled to pack her clothes. Looking at Han Junli, who was obviously more gloomy than usual, she trembled and dared not make a sound.

Just looked at the open door wronged and heartbroken.

She is not a fool, nor is she heartless. How could she not know what Han Junli has done?

The hand behind her was tight and tight. She secretly vowed that she would take this opportunity to get rid of the biggest obstacle in her life.

Tang Mengyao returned to the villa after she was sad. Looking at the huge villa, it was as if only she was left. Tang Mengyao felt extremely lonely, even her whole body was cold and terrible.

Xiaoxue came over, humiliated her legs, let Tang Mengyao suddenly smile, spoiled and rubbed her head, choked and said hoarsely: "you're still the best for me..."

Human loyalty seems to be far less than a dog.

After getting along with animals for a long time, there will be a desire to leave. Why can people give up in cold blood? How can Han Junli be so heartless?

In other words, he has always been a heartless person. A selfish person like him doesn't know how to love someone at all.

Tang Mengyao felt it was not worth crying for such a heartless man. Once again, wipe away the sad tears with a stubborn little hand and tell yourself that you can't cry anymore. Then he quickly packed up his pitiful luggage and walked out of the house.

Looking at the villa behind him, Tang Mengyao raised his sore mouth slightly.

Here, she'll never come back.

As soon as Tang Mengyao left, Han Junli came back. Naturally, the housekeeper was wordy for a while. He really couldn't understand what his young master had done. He clearly cared, but forced the other party to leave. He... Why bother?

Han Junli angrily roared the housekeeper out. The whole person lay on the bed where Tang Mengyao slept, curled up and hugged the quilt in his arms. It seemed that there was still her breath on it.

So warm, sweet and greasy.

But from now on, she will never come back.

Han Junli's eyes were wet, and tears seemed to come out enthusiastically. Han Junli put his head into the quilt and hid his sadness. He didn't want anyone to know how much harm her departure had done to him

Tang Mengyao doesn't have much money. She can only rent a humble house in the suburbs. The home inside is very old and even wet. Even the kitchen and bathroom are public.