Did President Ji Urge for Marriage Today?

Various domineering president X Xiaojiao’s fanarts in the comment area made her stomach hurt.

Back in Mingyuan, Ji Linchen's call came just as he entered the bedroom.

"What happened this afternoon?"

His indifferent voice made Tang Shumi more angry, "Nothing in the afternoon, now there is something!"

"You said."

The two simple words seem to have nothing to do with the paralysis of Weibo tonight.

"What are you messing around?"

Ji Linchen frowned and warned coldly: "Shu Mi."

Tang Shumi took a deep breath and said flatly, "President Dad, can you uninstall Weibo?"

"There is no Weibo on my phone."

He paused for a moment.

"Wait a minute."

"..." Tang Shumi rolled her eyes, "I beg you, don't go down."

"As the president of the group, I think it is necessary to learn about current affairs through Weibo." Ji Linchen said seriously.

Tang Shumi smiled angrily, "Who is fooling?"

Ji Linchen doesn't come to the financial policy report every day, and he still goes to learn about "current affairs" such as gossip and gossip on Weibo?

"I don't want my fiancee to think that I am a caveman who has never been online."

The term caveman was learned by him just reading a certain Weibo.

Tang Shumi: "..."

Tang Shumi: "I never said that you were a caveman."

Ji Linchen said calmly: "The meaning of the village network is not bad."

"..." Tang Shumi walked to the bed and sat down and asked playfully, "You can remember everything I say."

"I remember very clearly what was derogatory to me."

"Ji Linchen, you are so stingy, you don't look like a man at all!"

"Shu Mi, this is the second time you said I am not a man." He deliberately bit the three words for the second time.

Tang Shumi: "Oh."

There was silence for a while.

"I'm still too gentle to you."

Tang Shumi slowly said "?"

"Exercise well."

"???

"Don't cry and say no then."

"???

"obedient."

Tang Shumi thought of something instantly, starting from the roots of her ears and continuing to flush to her cheeks.

She touched her face, it was burning hot.

Shouted into the phone: "Ji Linchen, you are a dog!"

Immediately cut off the phone severely.

Tang Shumi was mad and went downstairs to find the butler.

"Buy me a washboard tomorrow."

The housekeeper was stunned: "Washboard?"

Tang Shumi nodded: "Yes, it's the washboard."

Housekeeper: "I have an imported fully automatic washing machine at home. Does Miss Tang want to buy a washboard?"

He couldn't help wondering how the antiquities like washboard popped out of Miss Tang's mouth.

Tang Shumi sneered: "Some people owe a lesson."

The housekeeper held his breath and kept silent. After Tang Shumi went upstairs, he summoned all the people from and down Mingyuan to ask one by one if she had annoyed Miss Tang.

Everyone said in unison: "No, absolutely not."

Miss Tang was busy with the art museum, and only returned to Mingyuan at night. They didn't even have a chance to meet each other, and they didn't have a pleasant talk.

The housekeeper touched the back of his head and muttered to himself: "Who does Miss Tang want to kneel on the washboard?"

the next day.

Sunshine Cafe.

Tang Shumi was thirty minutes late on purpose.

"Shu Mi, traffic jam on the road?" Tang Ci put down the cup in his hand and asked her with a smile.

"No block."

"Wrong time?"

"No."

"That is……?"

Tang Shumi smiled, "I just want to come later."

"..." Tang Ci suffocated her anger, and now she is asking Tang Shumi. It was beyond her expectation that Tang Shumi could agree to come.

Tang Ci turned off the topic: "Taste it, I made a special trip to ask a friend to bring coffee beans from Japan, freshly ground."

Tang Shumi took a sip, put down the cup "bang", frowned and said, "What kind of inferior coffee?"

Tang Ci's face turned pale, but his blood color quickly recovered, "I also think the taste is bad."

"Come on, what's the matter?" Tang Shumi raised her chin slightly.

"Shu Mi, I'm here to apologize to you." Tang Ci's eyes instantly turned red, and tears rolled in it.

Tang Shumi sneered: "Why do you apologize?"

"Shu Mi, I'm sorry, I was not good before."

"Oh."

"Will you forgive me, then?" Tang Ci pulled out a tissue and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Tang Shumi smiled: "Forgive, why not forgive."

Tang Ci sniffed, "Shu Mi, I only found out that I made too many mistakes before. Thank you for forgiving me."

"Is there anything else? I'm leaving now." Tang Shumi picked up the platinum bag.

"Wait—!" Tang Ci stood up suddenly and took her arm.

Tang Shumi sat down again, "What else?"

"That...um...that's--" Tang Ci seemed unable to speak.

Tang Shumi understood and said: "It doesn't matter, you say."

"About the museum."

A flash of amusement flashed in Tang Shumi's eyes, which was fleeting.

Here comes, the show is about to begin.

She was really afraid that Tang Ci would not stop her.

"Since our art museums all happen to open on the same day, it's better than us--" She looked directly into Tang Shumi's eyes, "cooperation and win-win?"

"It's not a coincidence." Tang Shumi pointed out her mistake.

"Shumi, I—"

She wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Tang Shumi, "Win-win cooperation? It's no good for me to cooperate with you."

"How come, we can create—"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Shumi interrupted again: "I can cooperate with you."

Tang Ci looked happy, but she was quickly wiped out by her next sentence.

"You openly admit that you stole the painting back then, stole mine." Tang Shumi's expression was cold, and her voice was even colder.

Tang Ci frowned: "Why should I admit that there is nothing in the world."

"There's nothing there?" Tang Shumi sneered.

"Yes, I painted that picture by myself, stroke by stroke. How could it be your work."

Her pitiful and aggrieved tone made Tang Shumi almost believe it.

How can there be people like Tang porcelain in the world who can brainwash themselves.

"That painting made you famous and gave you the title of a genius painter." Tang Shumi sneered, "If you painted it, why hasn't there been a decent work yet?"

"I was named a genius painter not just because of that painting!" Tang Ci retorted.

"So what, even if you are a bit talented, you didn't start to be recognized by everyone with the help of my paintings at the beginning."

"Not at all!" Tang Ci blushed, and retorted stiffly: "Your work is not as good as you said! With chaotic colors, rough techniques, and artistic conception, the jury gave the first prize. "

"Oh." Tang Shumi smiled faintly, "Since you look down on my painting, why do you steal it to participate in the competition?"

Tang Ci was extremely irritated, and his brain trembled: "Do you think I want to? It's not because my painting accidentally got wet by my mother!"

Tang Shumi looked at her: "Is that why you steal other people's works?"

Tang Ci leaned back in discouragement, with a little voice: "If my painting is not wet, I will definitely be able to take the special class."

Tang Shumi's eyes looked like garbage, making her very uncomfortable.

She admitted frankly: "Yes, I stole your painting."

After she finished speaking, she glared at her: "What did you do? You slapped me in front of all the classmates and made me lose face. You took a knife into my room at night and put it on my neck."

"So we are even."

"I just stole your painting, but you wanted to kill me." When she said that, she suddenly laughed at herself, "Even if I don't steal your painting, you want to kill me."

"Tang Shumi, do you know! I'm going to be scared of you crazy, I had a nightmare for a whole month, dreaming that my neck was cut by the knife in your hand, blood was flowing, and my hair fell a lot. , I can't sleep all night, I'm going to see a psychologist, I'm going to take medicine, do you know I was in trouble?"

Tang Shumi sneered: "Just take care of me."

"You have been better than me since childhood, and you have to fight with me for everything. The Blue Sky Construction is already in your hands. Dad turned his head overnight. Can't you let us and my art gallery? "

"No."

Tang Shumi dropped the two words, got up and left.

Walking out of the coffee shop, she took out a black voice recorder from her cuff, looked at it, and stood quietly for a while.

She is not a Virgin, nor does she like to be a wicked person.

Just do whatever you want.

Back in Mingyuan, Tang Shumi changed her clothes as always and went to the kitchen to learn how to cook.

After an hour passed, there were three plates on the table.

The plates are exquisite and expensive, and the dishes that can be served on it...

"Miss Tang, it must be because you are in a bad mood today." The chef looked at the three dark dishes with unrecognizable ingredients, and resisted the urge to throw them into the trash can, and said gently.

Tang Shumi looked away from the blob of eggs, "Really?"

"Of course, you didn't make it like that yesterday." The chef said, taking out the phone and showing her the picture taken yesterday.

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the picture are not very beautiful, but they are orange and red.

Tang Shumi nodded indifferently: "Yeah."

"..." the chef asked carefully, "Miss Tang, do you want to do it again?"

"No." Tang Shumi turned to wash her hands, "I'll be here today, I'll trouble the chef."

"No, no trouble."

Tang Shumi took a picture as usual and posted it in Moments.

Within a few minutes, there were a bunch of likes and comments below.

Xu Mingzhu: [Say! Who do you want to poison? 】

The following are all +1+1+1

Su Zhen: [Does not even know how to eat dogs? ? ? 】

Ji Yunhui Huizheng: [not necessarily]

Su Zhen returned to Ji Yun: [What breed of dog will eat this stuff? 】

Ji Yun continued to reply: [ji dog]

Su Zhen didn't understand: [What? 】

Tang Shumi liked Ji Yun's reply.

Apart from the "cash machine" set up in her circle of friends, she is not afraid to be seen by Ji Linchen.

Going upstairs, she called Ji Linchen.

Although he hangs up his phone every time, Ji Linchen will answer the call as soon as he is free.

After the call was connected, Tang Shumi was straightforward: "Ji Linchen, I am in a bad mood."

The surroundings were silent, there was not even a sound of insects, but the moonlight was bright.

There was a deep "um" tone on the phone.

Faint, but very reassuring.

Ji Linchen would not take the initiative to ask, only wait for her to speak.

"You said, what if I am unhappy after doing something?"

Ji Linchen didn't ask anything, just said: "Don't do it if you are not happy."

"If you don't do it, you will be unhappy."

"Then do it."

"..." Tang Shumi was speechless, "Can you say something meaningful?"

There was silence for a moment.

"Do whatever you want, don't worry, don't be afraid."

Tang Shumi grabbed onto the railing, changed her hand to answer the phone, "Why?"

"Because I am here."

Suddenly a light breeze blew, and she let her hair flutter in disorder.

...

After hanging up the phone, Tang Shumi walked into the bedroom.

Wooden yellow washboard, lying quietly in the corner.

Tang Shumi stood there for a while and walked over.

He lifted it up silently, then tucked it under the bed.

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