Domineering president, forgive me

Through the thin clouds, the sun shines on the vast white earth, reflecting a silver light, which dazzles people's eyes. The breeze blows the curtains open. The sudden brightness makes Xiangyang subconsciously turn over. This sleep is the best she has slept these days. It seems that she has returned to the original starting point, and everything is still coming and redeemed.

Consciousness gradually returns, yesterday's memory surges into my heart, familiar embrace, familiar taste, this is their previous room.

Xiangyang looked at the arm that held her tightly. She was stiff. She carefully wanted to move Jiang Yuanzhou's arm away, but she imprisoned it again at the moment when she planned to succeed.

"Don't go!" Jiang Yuanzhou's low voice exploded in Xiangyang's ear. If there were no previous things, it would be a fatal temptation.

Xiangyang tidied up his mood and struggled slightly. He didn't really want to break free, but just wanted to remind Jiang Yuanzhou to let go of her.

"Let go of me!"

After half a sound, Jiang Yuanzhou didn't make any response. Xiangyang subconsciously turned his head and looked. Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes were closed. He seemed to dream of bad things. His eyebrows were frowning and his forehead was sweating.

Xiangyang wanted to help him wipe away his sweat. She stretched out her hand to half and froze in the air. Their relationship was different from that in the past. Her action seemed inappropriate.

She sighed silently, put her fingers on Jiang Yuanzhou's wrist and slid gently. Jiang Yuanzhou couldn't stand this itching feeling. Her hands just clenched had a tendency to relax, and Xiang Yang turned over and took the opportunity to escape from his arms.

"Don't go..." Jiang Yuanzhou's low whisper continued. The impact of the picture was too great, which made Xiang Yang forget his reaction for a long time.

They used to exist without saying anything. I still remember one time when they went to the broadcasting room to watch ghost films while their children were asleep. In the process of watching the film, she was scared to death, but Jiang Yuanzhou looked calm, as if he hadn't seen the horror plot in the film.

I thought she would have nightmares that night. Unexpectedly, she was awakened by Jiang Yuanzhou in the middle of the night. She had nightmares and talked in her dreams. The picture of that day seems to overlap with that of now.

Xiangyang couldn't help looking at him. The five flavor miscellaneous bottle in her heart had been overthrown, and she seemed to have lost her sense of taste. Everything she saw and did was bitter. They seemed to have entered a dead end.

Xiangyang with a heavy heart tried hard for a long time to calm herself down. She carefully opened the quilt and disappeared from the room as carefully as running away, as if she hadn't appeared last night.

When she left in a hurry, she didn't find that at the moment she turned around, Jiang Yuanzhou, who should have been sleeping, opened his eyes. The eyes like eagle eyes didn't look like he had just woke up.

He lit a cigarette for himself and rubbed his eyes with his right hand. He didn't sleep last night because Xiangyang had a nightmare. He couldn't bear to see her eyebrows clenched in deep sleep.

At that moment, he began to doubt that he was really right to do so? Is it really good for her to hurt her like this?

"Ha ha!" Jiang Yuanzhou suddenly laughed. When did he become so hesitant? Nothing is more important than Xiangyang's life. Although what he did was wrong, he could get the best result.

He took a deep breath, picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed assistant Li: "today's funeral must cost more snacks."

"Everyone who goes in to mourn must hand over communication tools. Not only that, I also hired dozens of security personnel to maintain order at the scene." All the processes should be ready overnight. Assistant Li is also lack of skills, but fortunately, he has just received the final confirmation call. Otherwise, how can he talk freely now.

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded with satisfaction: "do a good job in all kinds of details. Be sure to be foolproof. I don't want an accident."

"I understand!" Assistant Li has opened the communication box and repeated the plan in his mind to ensure that there will be no accidents.

When he hung up the phone, Jiang Yuanzhou spread out on the sofa and didn't move for a long time. He could prevent Xiangyang from contacting communication tools in the villa, but he couldn't completely control what happened after he went out of the door. It was up to fate.

"Knock knock knock"

"Breakfast is ready, sir. My wife is waiting in the restaurant. Do you want to rest a little longer or go to breakfast now?"

The housekeeper got up early in the morning to prepare for the funeral. Although he didn't have to intervene, he still wanted to do his little to make deep friends with Xiang Zhenyu.

However, just saw that his wife's face didn't seem very good. The iron blue in the bottom of his eyes should be like a national treasure in a few days. He wanted to solve it, but it was of no use.

"If you let her eat first, I'll wash first." Jiang Yuanzhou rubbed his eyes and dared to make him very uncomfortable: "help me prepare a bottle of eye drops."

"Why don't you rest? The funeral is in the afternoon. "

Jiang Yuanzhou shook his head: "no, I'll just wash my face. You'll be busy first."

"Good!" The housekeeper took two steps and stopped: "Sir, you should protect yourself. The two young masters still need you."

"Thank you, I know." Jiang Yuanzhou barely outlined a smile. He was grateful to the old man. Without his careful care, he would not be today.

After the housekeeper left, Jiang Yuanzhou closed his eyes and meditated. It took a long time to sort out his mood. When he appeared in the restaurant, he was invulnerable again.

The dishes were ready, and the husband and wife were speechless. Jiang Yuanzhou ate one mouthful at a time, and his attention was all on Xiang Yang. Looking at her, if there was no one to eat, he always felt that something would happen.

"Are you ready?"

"Bang"

The spoon in Xiangyang's hand fell. She picked it up calmly and put it aside. She said coldly, "Hmm!"

Her reaction made Jiang Yuanzhou panic. The hand holding the cup couldn't help strengthening its strength, as if wandering on the edge of reason: "do you know who will come today?"

"Some relatives and friends!"

Xiangyang didn't plan to make the funeral too big, so she deleted some unnecessary processes, leaving only the link of remembrance. The list she invited were people she knew, and she didn't even tell anyone else.

"Well! How are you feeling? "

"I'm calm." Xiangyang did not see Jiang Yuanzhou continue to eat her breakfast. She stuffed her mouth slowly, but tears flowed out uncontrollably. She bowed her head and covered her face with her hair to cover up her gaffe.

Such a scene stimulated Jiang Yuanzhou. He wanted to immediately hold people in his arms and comfort them. She should laugh at life, not like now.