Flash marriage president is too dominant

If she wants to choose someone to hate between Tang Zhi and him, it must be him. It was he who pulled her into the secular world. It was he who broke her peaceful life. It was he who held her up to the sky but threw her down!

She hates him!

The sharp nails hidden behind him pierced into the palm. Even if he was prepared, Ye Ling's heart still set off a storm at the moment of facing him.

[ling'er, we'll get married when the child is born!]

Happy birthday! At 8:00 p.m., romantic western restaurant, No. 10 Rose Square, give you a surprise ~]

……

[we made a bet, even if she had your child! If you really pick this' poisonous rose '! My goddess vodka, my haidongqing, my million ~]

[don't you want her to admit her love for you and kiss for three minutes in public tonight?]

[is that yunxiyi's phone?]

[she's pregnant, but we bet on her! If she knows that Hao is hypocritical about everything to her, we have another purpose for her. Do we hold this cocktail party today because we are playing tricks on her...]

[it's your birthday next week. I organized a small party for you. It's quiet. When the time comes, celebrate together?]

[happy birthday ~]

……

The past is vivid, and mountains and seas pour into his mind. Ye Ling's hatred is also like layers of wrapped zongzi, getting bigger and thicker, shouting in his heart that he wants to explode.

On the other side, Lu Yanhao was equally excited, but completely in another mood.

The dreamy figure was clearly outlined in front of her eyes, but they were excited and inexplicable. They didn't speak for a long time. Lu Yanhao's chest fluctuated violently, his eyes were red, he didn't dare to loosen at all against her strength, and his raised hands trembled obviously:

"Ling... Ling er?"

A title, as if he had exhausted all his strength, the complex mood of recovery. At this moment, any words are not enough to express.

With a familiar sound, it was like a sharp knife pierced Ye Ling's heart, which hurt her heart. In an instant, she returned to her mind, and her hatred also flashed away.

Lu Yanhao didn't know that Ye Ling's real name was long Yue and her nickname was ling'er, because his father had the power and power to cheat and raise a junior. Her mother was very injured. She had a car accident on the way to find him and died. But soon, my father married Xiao San and came in. Because of this, she hated her father and the dragon family, a surname that can walk sideways in many places, and even was ashamed of it.

Even if her father scolded her for being unfilial, uneducated and cutting off her living expenses, she insisted on changing her name to "Ye Ling". She was obedient to her mother. All the good memories in her memory were given by her mother! Her life has nothing to do with that family since she used this name!

Ye Ling's life is lonely, monotonous and even poor, but there is no lack of happiness.

It was he who brought her back to the prototype, destroyed all her life, and even forced her to finally ask her cousin for help, and had to go back to the dragon's house to bear all this.

She hates him! I hate him!

Four eyes are opposite, but the two people have two moods in the sky and the earth.

"What is Lu Shao doing?"

The low, strange voice was like a ladle of cold water pouring down, and his men ate a meal. His thick palm and belly also stopped a millimeter outside her delicate face. His eyes met again. Conditionally, Lu Yanhao suddenly pulled away from his body, a spirit, and even stepped back.

Looking up and down, Lu Yanhao's eyes flashed a few lines of confusion and surprise: the same face, familiar breath and familiar feeling.

But——

Looking at the woman in front of her, Lu Yanhao was obviously confused for a moment:

At this time, Ye Ling was dressed as a standard professional white-collar, with a white slim lace top and a Black Slim skirt. Outside, he was also covered with a black suit, revealing a pair of straight and slender beautiful legs. On his feet, he also stepped on a pair of sexy black pointed high heels. His hair was half closed. Although a few hairs flowed, it could be seen that it was long hair, He also wears a pair of small diamond bow earrings on his ears. The overall collocation is more capable and fashionable, which is completely contrary to what he remembered.

But this same face as like as two peas -

For a long time, Lu Yanhao's mouth was wide open and he was absent-minded.

At this time, raising his hand, Ye Ling slowly sorted out the torn clothes. The fashionable bright red of his fingertips was quite conspicuous. The exquisite makeup, elegant movements, charming posture and the amorous feelings revealed from his bones all had a mature and sophisticated charm, and completely rebelled against Ye Ling, who once seemed to be unfamiliar with the world and not good at dealing with people.

Obviously, they were all in memory, but with obvious differences. In an instant, Lu Yanhao really couldn't figure out the situation and was messy in the wind. People's appearance can be changed, but her voice, like Ye Ling's tone, is obviously different. So, for a long time, he didn't say a word, because subconsciously, Lu Yanhao thought it was her, but the woman in front of him made him dare not rush forward.

She tidied up her clothes slowly. In fact, Yu Guang in the corner of Ye Ling's eyes never left him. His hair should also make her uncertain.

But when she stopped, she smiled politely. She walked around the stunned Lu Yanhao and pressed the button of the elevator. Ye Ling just stepped in, but she was dragged out with her wrist.

"It hurts! What is Lu Shao doing? "

He was dragged aside again and turned his wrist. Ye Ling's eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

"You know me? You are my spirit, aren't you? " Clasping his waist, Lu Yanhao was also a little excited.

Before the chaotic thoughts could be sorted out, a burst of giggling laughter came first: "Lu shaoke can really talk and laugh ~"

She lowered her head to cover the injury that had flashed away from the bottom of her eyes and raised her eyes. Ye Lingjiao smiled, but her soft little hand hooked to Lu Yanhao's collar, with an obvious light gesture:

"Who doesn't know the famous Qingcheng Sishao and Lu Shao's name? Is it strange that I know you? "Ling er?"

Pondering and whispering, Ye Ling also deliberately raised his eyes and looked straight into his eyes: "is it Lu Shao's sweetheart?"

The eyes were motionless, as if a century had passed.

There was some uncontrollable disobedience in his heart. He looked away and Ye Ling was close to him:

"My name is long Yue, also called Xin Yan! I'm a voiceover! Many people like to call me linger or Lingling. They all say my voice is very ethereal. Others say my voice is "very special". If Lu Shao likes it, I don't mind being your linger! "