Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

This was the first time they had mentioned the young master so harmoniously. Sister Lin saw that she was in a good mood and just wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she saw that an Jingxing had been silent, and there was no just happy expression on her face. On the contrary, she was silent and depressed.

Sister Lin knew that she must have remembered some unpleasant things again. She could only shut her mouth silently and sigh in the bottom of her heart.

This child is really a dead eye.

This is the first time an Jingxing has walked out of the door in 139 days, and it is also the first time she has put on the clothes that the man bought for her.

She chose a dark blue dress for herself, which was the simplest and purest of those clothes. The others are either too gorgeous in color or too complicated in style. They are not her type.

When an Jingxing came out of the room, Tang qianrong had been waiting at the door for a long time. At this time, Tang qianrong changed into a beige suit, his spotless shirt had a bit of fashion flavor, and the three buttons at the collar were slightly open.

A silvery white chain came out, slipped over his collarbone and hung in his shirt. On his head was a leisure hat of the same color, and on the bridge of his nose was a large, dark green toad mirror, which blocked half of his face and replaced the role of the mask.

He was so tall that she stood beside him, but she couldn't even reach the position of his shoulder.

"Let's go." Hearing the sound of the door opening behind him, Tang qianrong looked back slightly and saw an Jingxing who had changed his clothes. His eyes were slightly restrained and said faintly.

When he went out, Tang qianrong chose a very low-key BMW W60. He didn't appear much in Bicheng and few people knew him. Even so, he was prepared. After all, today's journalists and paparazzi have amazing memories.

He doesn't want to see his picture in the front page of tomorrow's entertainment page, let alone expose the little woman to public opinion.

Breathing the air outside for a long time, an Jingxing was like an excited little beast, with a big smile on his face from beginning to end. He insisted on opening the window even if the wind was strong all the way.

Feeling her happy mood, Tang qianrong also gradually slowed down and left the building where she had been imprisoned for nearly four months. This was the first time an Jingxing observed it from the outside. However, only after looking at it, she found how narrow her previous cognition was.

The room you live in may be just a corner of the building.

This man actually changed such a large building complex in the suburbs, and no one came to check and check

Who the hell is this man?

The car gradually drove into the urban area. Long before Anjing had experienced these, Bicheng was still a hot and annoying summer, and now the whole city is filled with autumn atmosphere. She was deeply moved by the long lost Bicheng.

When Tang qianrong's car drove past a roadside stall, an Jingxing's eyes suddenly flashed, "stop, stop, I want to eat Zhang Ji's sugar fried chestnuts!"

"Well, good." The next moment, he stopped the car at a place where he could park on the roadside, untied the safety and took it away.

Sitting on the incomparable wealth, president Tang actually bought sugar fried chestnuts for a woman himself? Now, if a reporter who knows Tang qianrong saw this scene, I'm afraid he would be too scared to close his mouth.