Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Muyang

I haven't been in touch since the last old man's birthday party.

This time I'm calling

Anyway, she still owes song Muyang 30 million, just this bank card can be returned to him.

Tang Xin thought about it and answered.

"Heart."

Song Muyang's warm voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter? Muyang, what can I do for you? "

"Since when have we become so unfamiliar?"

Song Muyang self mocking smile, "heart, the last thing, you are still complaining about me, right?"

"No more. The last time is over.

The past is the past, and I won't keep it in my heart. "

Tang Xin's gentle smile.

"If song Qinbei took advantage of you, would you care less?"

Song Muyang sneered.

Tang Xin was silent and didn't speak.

Each other are silent, no one spoke, the atmosphere is slightly stagnant.

Finally, Tang Xin broke the deadlock, "Muyang, when are you free?

I have something for you

"Something for me?" Song Muyang's voice sounds obviously excited.

"Yes."

"I'm free now. Will you see me now?"

His voice sounded a little exuberant.

"Yes."

Tang Xin clenched the bank card in his hand.

Soon they made an appointment to meet.

Tang Xin settled Xiaobao at home, took the bank card and put it into his bag. He said, "Xiaobao, please remember to eat at home. You can heat the seafood porridge in the pot.

Don't touch household appliances. Be careful. Don't let Ma Ma worry about you, OK? "

"Ma Ma, don't worry. Ma Ma, remember to come back early. " Xiao Bao waved to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin smiles, goes out with his bag, gets on the bus and arrives at the designated place.

The location is in a coffee shop with elegant environment.

The decoration of the coffee shop is Nordic cold wind, it looks particularly elegant and quiet.

"Heart, here you are."

Song Muyang saw Tang Xin from a long distance. He wore a beige suit and combed his hair meticulously. He came to Tang Xin quickly.

He moved gracefully and opened the door of the cafe to Tang Xin like a gentleman.

They took their seats.

"Xinxin, what do you have for me?"

Song Muyang is a little nervous and expectant.

Tang Xin takes out the bank card from his bag and pushes it to song Muyang with a smile.

The smile on Song Muyang's face suddenly froze, and then he understood everything.

"There's 30 million in it. Now I'll give it back to you intact."

Tang Xin said softly.

"Are you going to draw a line with me?" Song Muyang's eyes are full of injuries.

If he could, he would rather not choose the original decision.

If it wasn't for the banquet, I'm afraid Tang Xin wouldn't be so indifferent to himself now, would he?

At that time, his main purpose was to hope that Tang Xin could recognize her position in Song Qinbei's mind and that her relationship with song Qinbei could be disintegrated.

But I didn't expect to push Tang Xin further and further.

Now he regrets it.

"It's nothing." Tang Xin looks at the opposite song Muyang. Recently, he has become haggard. There is a light dark blue under his eyelids, bags under his eyes, and even a green stubble on his chin.

Although it looks like it was scratched by a razor, you can still see the trace.

This period of time, does song Muyang have a bad life?

Did song Qinbei suppress him?