Lay Down My Bad Husband

It's her own bedroom, the one opposite Tang Su's, not Tang Su's.

Back in the bedroom, Lin Ziyi threw his whole body into the sofa, with a pair of black and white eyes, casting out of the window without focus, looking in the direction of the presidential palace gate.

There was still no movement.

In my mind, I can't help imagining that Tang Su is in the Tang family's mansion, dining happily with her woman, while she and Xiaoxi are still waiting for him to come back for dinner.

She really wanted to know how happy Tang Su was for dinner today.

Press the light to hold the mobile phone in the palm of your hand, turn out the communication record, and drop your finger on "dear..." In three words, Lin Ziyi dialed out.

In the Tang family mansion, Tang Su was about to leave after dinner, but he was stopped by Tang Laozi. He looked at him with a smile and said, "ah Su, since you want to go back to the presidential palace, please send Jinxiu back by the way. It won't take you a few minutes."

Tang Suwei closed his eyebrows and squinted at the old man. He didn't speak.

What the old man said is right. It can't take a few minutes to send Jintou back to Jinjia, but it's definitely not a matter of time.

It seems that the old man said he didn't care about him, but he was still calculating in his heart.

"Yes, Miss Jin, please." A moment later, Tang Su's lips light a hook, looking to the side of Jinxiu, stretched out his hand to do a please gesture.

He's a president. He has to be a president anyway.

Jinxiu smiles and politely says, "Mr. President, please."

Tang Su nodded faintly, didn't say a word more, turned around and walked straight out.

Jinxiu took his bag, said goodbye to Tang Lao Zi and Tang SA, and strode to keep up.

As soon as he gets on the bus, Tang Su leans back in his chair and closes his eyes. Jinxiu originally planned to take this opportunity to talk to him, but seeing that he didn't want to open his eyes to talk to her, Jinxiu doesn't bother him.

They were silent all the way, until almost an hour later, when the car arrived at the gate of Jin's mansion and stopped slowly, the driver said softly, "Mr. President, it's Jin's mansion."

Always leaning on the back of the chair, motionless, as if the man was asleep. Then he closed his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes.

Jin Xiu, whose eyes are all on Tang Su, noticed his action and quickly moved away. Then she said with a proper smile, "thank you, Mr. President, for sending me back. I'll get off first."

The man did not want to get off the relevant meaning, only side head, to Jinxiu light nod, signal that she can get off.

Always generous and decent Jinxiu, after seeing the man's response, can't help showing a trace of embarrassment.

Smile, was about to turn to push the door, the sound of mobile phone vibration in the not spacious car sounded, especially abrupt.

However, the movement of Jinxiu did not stop because of this, but continued to turn around, reached out to push the door, ready to get off.

When she opened the door and was about to lift her legs to get off the bus, she suddenly turned back and gave Tang Su a bright smile. Her eyes seemed to sweep past Tang Su's mobile phone, which he was holding in his hand. At one glance, she saw the "Lin Ziyi..." on the mobile phone Three words.

"Goodbye, Mr. President!"

Tang Su gave her a blank look. Out of politeness, he said "goodbye!" Then, watch her get out of the car.

Until watching Jinxiu get off the car and close the door, Tang Su's long finger fell down and connected the phone.

When the phone was connected, no one spoke first, waiting for the other to speak in silence.

"Mr. President, will you go back to the presidential palace now?" The driver looked back at the man in the back seat and asked respectfully.

"Yes." The man spits out a word, and then continues to wait for Lin Ziyi on the other end of the phone to speak to him.

But this evening, Lin Ziyi, like taking the wrong medicine, just didn't speak.

The driver got Tang Su's reply and nodded. Just as he was about to step on the accelerator to drive the car out, the door in the back seat was suddenly pulled away from the outside. Jinxiu suddenly poked his head in and looked at Tang Su. He said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, I dropped my mobile phone on the car and forgot to take it."

Said, bent in to take his cell phone.

Tang Su's face sank, slightly side head light glance past, sure enough, a white mobile phone fell on the seat.

"I had a good dinner today. Thank you, Mr. President." After taking his own mobile phone, Jinxiu said with a smile, in the voice, it was light and joyful.

Tang Su's face turned cold in an instant. It was as cold as a frost.

Just as his cold vision sweeps to Jinxiu with a bright smile on his face at this time, there comes "dududu..." on the other end of the phone It's blind.

Damn it!

Man low curse a, a pair of ink dyed eyes, more chilly frightening.Jinxiu, however, seemed to be unaware of anything. She went straight out of the car, and then "Bang..." again The door closed with a loud sound.

"Drive

At the moment when the car door was closed, the man seemed to be freezing out of his teeth, and the air pressure in the car dropped to a negative number.

The driver shivered and couldn't figure out why the president's mood was so different in less than ten seconds.

Not daring to delay for a second, the driver immediately nodded and answered "yes..." At the same time, he stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

In the presidential palace, Lin Ziyi threw the mobile phone in his hand and went directly into the bathroom.

She has been recuperating for almost a week. In addition, she uses the best medicine. Therefore, the wound on her left shoulder has almost healed. She has no problem taking a bath and washing her hair.

After taking a bath and drying her hair, Lin Ziyi went directly into the bed and went to sleep. She was as white as a child. She was very angry from throwing her cell phone into the bathroom to getting into the bed.

However, as soon as she went to bed, a strong light came out of the window. Even through the heavy curtains, people could clearly identify what it was.

Gu turned his eyes. Lin Ziyi closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Downstairs, even in the middle of the night, the manager still led the servant to stand at the door, respectfully welcoming the man's return.

The man came into the room with a heavy and cold face. He took off his black windbreaker and threw it to the manager. A pair of sharp eagle eyes scanned the hall. When he didn't find the big and small figures, he asked, "where are people?"