Lay Down My Bad Husband

"What's the status of anguobang's materials?" After about two minutes of silence, the man closed his hand and slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't say anything more, just asked another irrelevant thing hoarsely.

"We can do it any time."

The man nodded faintly, coldly exhorted, "keep an eye on my family, and you can't relax for a moment before you move."

"Yes."

After the people in charge of intelligence go out, Tang Su asks people to call Li Zheng in again.

Sitting in front of such a large desk, the man picked up a document, looked at it, and then threw it away in an extremely depressed way. He glanced up at Li Zheng in front of him, even breathing heavily and asked, "what's the matter with Lin Ziyi?"

Li Zheng bowed his head and did not dare to look at the man in front of him. He immediately replied, "Li Moyan sent Miss Lin back to the rental house and asked the doctor to check the injury on Miss Lin's face. Miss Lin is no longer a big problem. At present, Li Moyan has left. She is alone in the rental house."

The man's good-looking eyebrows closed tightly. He thought of Lin Ziyi's faint smile at him in the eastern suburb. His chest seemed to be torn by his life. His smile was so calm, but desolate and resolute. It was not like Lin Ziyi he knew.

Suddenly he got up from the chair. Without saying a word, the man strode to Li Zheng.

"Give me the car key."

"Ah...!" Li zhengmeng.

"Car key." Man Lai Li Zheng one eye, quite impatient to repeat.

Li Zheng should probably understand why his boss wants the car keys. Does he want to go to the rental floor to see Lin Ziyi by himself.

Although he was reluctant, Li Zheng began to take out his car keys from his pocket and said, "boss, as soon as the results of this morning's parliamentary election come out, everyone is waiting for you to have a meeting and help you celebrate. Look..."

The man shot a knife eye at Li Zheng, and Li Zheng immediately shut up.

He grabbed the car key from Li Zhengna's hand. Without saying a word, the man turned around and strode out of the office towards the parking lot.

All the way to Lin Ziyi's rental house, with Tang Su's extremely keen hearing ability, as soon as he got to the door, he heard the voice of the TV from the room.

Without any hesitation, the man could hardly wait to raise his hand and press the doorbell.

In the room, Lin Ziyi has been curled up in the sofa, a red and swollen face has always been buried in the knees, did not lift up, at this moment, heard the rapid doorbell, she gradually raised her head, looked towards the door.

It's almost no need to guess. Lin Ziyi knows that the man who appears at the door at the moment must be the president of F country.

Because in addition to him, no one seems to be so impatient with her.

Moving his numb legs, Lin Ziyi wanted to slide down the sofa and stand up.

However, just stand up, the whole body will fall to one side.

"Ah

Lin Ziyi was surprised. Subconsciously, he reached for the armrest of the sofa. Then he stabilized himself and fell back into the sofa.

The man outside the door heard the cry of surprise coming from the room. His eyebrows jumped and he began to raise his hand against the door. He cried anxiously and anxiously, "linziyi, open the door!"

For a whole floor, except for Xie Xiaolin's house next door, all other houses have been bought by Tang Su. At this time, Xie Xiaolin's family is not at home at all, so he is not worried about attracting other people's attention.

Linziyi listen to the door came a burst of more ruthless than a burst of smashing the door and men's overbearing roar, the heart is like a blender constantly stirring the same, and vexed and chaotic, there is an inexplicable feelings suppressed in the bottom of her heart, let her abnormal uncomfortable.

"Tang Su, I want to be alone. Go back." Lin Ziyi said aloud to the door.

Even if you want to talk to Tang Su, now is not the time, because she knows that her heart is too confused at the moment. If you let him in, I'm afraid that if she doesn't speak, she will be confused by him, and then she will turn around in an instant.

"Good! How long will it take you This time, the man's rare obedience to the meaning of Lin Ziyi, the action of smashing the door stopped, a pair of ink dyed deep eyes looking at the door, as if through the door, you can see the little woman in the room in general, "an hour, two hours, or three hours."

Why does this man always have to be so self righteous? Even if he is the president of country f, he can't kill her at will.

"I just don't want to see you, OK!"

"Lin! Son! "It's better!"

Even through the thick door, Lin Ziyi can imagine how cold the man outside the door looks.

But what does it matter?

He went to be his president and married his anxiyan. What does everything have to do with her."Go away! I just don't want to see you. " Lin Ziyi roared at the door.

She never grew up eating soft food, he is angry, can't she be angry!

"Lin Ziyi, what stupid thing did you do yourself? Don't you know it? Now you have to blame me?" The man outside the door was also very angry. He really wanted to reach out and drag the little woman inside the door and gnaw it.

"I'm stupid, so I'm not worthy of you at all, president Tang. Go and marry your first lady in the imperial capital. Why bother me all the time?"

I don't know why. The more he said it, the more aggrieved Lin Ziyi felt. He clearly wanted to have a good talk with him instead of yelling like a quarrel.

but whenever he won't listen to reason, all her senses will become bubbles. All exports are words that are unspoken and contrary to their wishes.

Originally dry orbit, at the moment, unexpectedly and abnormal sour, wet hot liquid, and dense up.

Outside the door, the man listened to Lin Ziyi with a whimper, and his heart was like overturning the Schisandra bottle, sweet, sour, bitter and astringent, and all kinds of tastes rushed to his heart.

He owes her and wrongs her. He doesn't know.

"Lin Ziyi, are you jealous? Don't you want me to marry an Xiyan? "

"I don't. marry whom you like." With that, Lin Ziyi's tears slipped down inexplicably. She quickly raised her hand, wiped it off, and continued strongly, "anyway, no matter who your wife is, it's not my turn."

"Lin Ziyi, admit it. You just want to be Mrs. Tang."