Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He was disappointed, but he agreed.

Tang Yao is not a particularly open woman, and he really needs some discretion in the company. They are husband and wife and colleagues. It's really not good to be together all day. This is also the reason why he wanted to go out and start a company independently before.

However, it may not be realized for the time being. He still has to stay in Tang brick for at least three years.

Pan Yazhan will not hesitate to change to another company, but this is the industry of the Tang family.

Of course, he knows how much he has given up when he abandoned Tang brick. It will be harder to start a company by himself, but every man will enjoy the scenery of "awakening the power of the world", and pan Yazhan is no exception.

After taking a nap in Tang Yao's office for an hour, he left first and went into the lounge.

Tang Yao didn't sleep and was awake.

Saw him come in: "are you going back?"

He nodded and sat by the bed, his voice a little hoarse: "well, the time is coming."

Then he leaned over, his hands on her side, and his voice was rustling, "see you in the evening."

Tang Yao smiled a little: "see you in the evening."

He kissed her again and then left. He was busy very late. At 6 p.m., he called Tang Yao: "Yao Yao, you drive back first. I may have to work overtime until 10 o'clock."

Tang Yao said to wait for him. He said no and asked her to go home early to have a rest.

Finally, he couldn't help but say a few private words. Tang Yao's face was a little red.

After hanging up the phone, it was burning to death.

She went to his office to get the car key and drove back first.

It's rush hour after work, and the traffic jam is very serious.

Tang Yao patiently lined up behind the motorcade and tapped the steering wheel.

At this time, suddenly her door was opened and a man sat in.

Accompanied by a burst of wine and a familiar smell.

Tang Yao's body stiffened, and her eyes moved slowly to the rearview mirror.

Familiar faces.

Jiang Zhuo.

Tang Yao's voice was very light. "Did Mr. Jiang come uninvited?"

Jiang Zhuo closed his eyes and whispered, "Yao Yao, let's have dinner."

"I may not know Mr. Jiang so well." Tang Yao's voice is very soft.

Jiang Zhuo stared at her and said, "it's just a meal."

"Get off." Tang Yao didn't give him face and said directly.

Instead of listening, Jiang Zhuo stepped to the front from behind and sat in the co pilot's seat.

Tang Yao stared at him.

Jiang Zhuo smiled blandly: "driving, the front is no longer blocked."

Tang Yao still stared at him, but the car behind her was already honking. She was very impatient. She had to start the car.

The car started again. She chose to stop at the next intersection. Her voice was very cold: "get off."

Jiang Zhuo opened the door, but when he got off, he turned off the fire with her and dragged Tang Yao out of the car from his side.

Tang Yao almost screamed, "Jiang Zhuo, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhuo directly dragged her out of the car and half hugged her to an inconspicuous alley. He was drunk. Tang Yao was butted against the wall by him. There was a great pain in the back of his head and couldn't help kicking him.

Obviously she was so hard, but Jiang Zhuo seemed to be unconscious. He stared at her eyes and his voice was hoarse: "I lost and lost."

Tang Yao was embarrassed and said, "I don't understand Mr. Jiang, but I remind Jiang first..."

Before she finished, she was kissed by him.

Tang Yao was stunned at first, and then struggled hard, "Jiang Zhuo, let me go."