Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

This time, I went back to Tang's house directly and didn't continue to live in the hospital. Everything about the wedding that Tang Mu needed to see came to Tang's house. The little guy couldn't help tossing.

When Xiao Tang always dotes on Tang mu in the palm of his hand, of course, he will not forget to revenge his enemy.

The enemy was either Jiang Zhuo or Jiang Zhuo's little local dog.

Qichuang company was not small, but under the thunder of president Tang, it had almost no power to fight back. This does not mean that Jiang Zhuo's ability is far inferior to president Tang. The pulse and power accumulated by president Tang for several generations can't be matched by Jiang Zhuo, which is very cruel, but this is the reality.

On the top floor of Qichuang company, Jiang Zhuo sat in the office smoking and smoking quietly. He knew what Tang Nianchen wanted. What he wanted was for Jiang Zhuo to give in and willingly hand over Huang Yunling to him to rub on the floor. In other words, it was a test of human nature.

Jiang Zhuo didn't like to see Huang Yunling, but he owed the Huang family, so anyway, he had to bear the disaster Huang Yunling broke down, even if it was reduced to the most painful point.

People in the company come and go. From time to time, someone will hand in a resignation report. They don't dare to come. They just whispered at the door, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I also have old and young."

Jiang Zhuo smoked, raised his eyes, took a look and put it aside: "go to the financial settlement."

What else does the man want to say, but what can he say.

One by one, he walked a lot slowly, and Jiang Zhuo's secretary also left.

He sat alone from day to night.

After more than ten years of hard work, Qichuang was almost on the verge of bankruptcy.

Late at night, the light hit Jiang Zhuo's face and looked pale.

The ashtray in front of the desk is full of cigarette butts.

In this battle, he was almost powerless to resist. Jiang Zhuo had never been so soft, but he also knew that he could not do Tang Nianchen, not only the foundation, but also... People like Tang Nianchen had strong experience in shopping malls and knew the rules of the law of the jungle.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes were lifeless, but slowly they seemed to be quenched.

He got up and went out.

The mobile phone rang in his pocket countless times. He knew it was Huang Yunling, but he didn't take it. Because he had paid off the final debt, he had nothing to do with her.

If she doesn't restrain herself, it's her death.

Jiang Zhuo went out to the ground floor and was ready to get on the bus.

He walked slowly because he saw Huang Yunling.

Huang Yunling's expression was a little bleak, her face was pale, and there was a touch of tears in her eyes: "Jiang Zhuo."

He ignored her and went straight to his car.

Huang Yunling reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "Don't you want me?"

He turned his head and looked at her quietly, "what do you think?"

With that, she gently pulled her away and wanted to open the door. Huang Yunling stayed for a moment. Knowing that he was leaving, she immediately came forward and hugged him directly from behind. Her voice was crying: "Jiang Zhuo, I beg you not to want me. Even if you lose everything, I will follow you. I still have money here. We can tide over the difficulties together."

Jiang Zhuo turned around gently and didn't push her away immediately. He just looked at her and said softly, "didn't you always ask me if I fell in love with Tang Yao? Now I can tell you that I fell in love and lost it. Are you satisfied with this answer? Now do you want to say to spend the difficulties with me? Yunling, now I can only tell you that I thought we were in the same world, but we weren't. "