Lay Down My Bad Husband

The waiter came over and poured them two glasses of pure water. Then he gave the menu to Tang Jun and Fang Ziqing, one for each.

"What would you like to eat?" Tang Jun looks at the menu and asks.

Fang Ziqing said with a smile, "it doesn't matter what I eat. You can order it."

Tang Jun raised his head to see her, his handsome eyebrows gently twisted.

Fang Ziqing didn't know why, so she raised her head and looked at Tang Jun.

"In fact, I like independent girls, especially in these small things, I don't like to make decisions for others."

The meaning of Tang Jun is so obvious that Fang Ziqing can't understand it.

However, what she really didn't understand was the intention behind Tang Jun's words.

Face not from a blush, Fang Ziqing and quickly lowered his head to order their own meal.

After ordering the meal, soon, the meal will be ready one after another.

Knowing Fang Ziqing's nervousness, Tang Jun has been chatting with her about some relaxed topics intentionally or unintentionally during the meal. However, Fang Ziqing, who is sensitive, finds that Tang Jun's most talked and asked questions are the time when he and Lin Ziyi were studying together in country y, and the questions when she and Lin Ziyi were in business school.

Tang Jun likes Lin Ziyi, which is revealed unconsciously between every word.

It was this imperceptible revelation that proved that he did not like Lin Ziyi a little.

In everyone's heart, there is a most beautiful person. Before her, Tang Jun has fallen in love with Lin Ziyi. Therefore, Fang Ziqing has nothing to resent.

Now, listening to Tang Jun say that he likes people or things like this, Fang Ziqing thinks it is a kind of happiness.

After dinner, Tang Jun sent Fang Ziqing back.

Fang Ziqing didn't refuse. Even if Tang Jun doesn't like her now, it's a pleasure to stay with him more.

Because Fang Ziqing has not officially graduated, she is still living in the student apartment of the business school.

Tang Jun expertly drove the car to the downstairs of the student apartment, stopped the car, put out the fire and got off.

"Young commander, thank you for sending me back."

Tang Jun is standing by the door with his hands in his trousers pocket. His tall and straight posture is pulled very long by the street lamp.

He slightly raised his lips, looking at Fang Ziqing, a pair of black bright pupil, but full of loneliness and loneliness.

"Go up." Tang Jun light tunnel.

Fang Ziqing nods with a smile. Under the gaze of Tang Jun, the Feihong on her face spreads under the dim street lamp.

"Well, I'll go up."

Fang Ziqing turns around and goes to the apartment.

"Ziqing."

Suddenly, Tang Jun's low and mellow voice came from behind.

Fang Ziqing suddenly turns around and looks at Tang Jun with a pair of eyes like starlight. Her heart beats faster than expected.

"Young commander, anything else?"

Tang Jun smiles, raises his legs and strides over.

When Fang Ziqing turns around, her figure looks like Lin Ziyi, who was still studying with him in the capital of Y country at that time.

At that time, he was always like this, watching Lin Ziyi disappear in his sight.

When he comes to Fang Ziqing, Tang Jun reaches out his hands and holds her shoulders under Fang Ziqing's stunned and surprised eyes.

Fang Ziqing raised her head and looked at Tang Jun, who was close at hand. His breath wrapped all her senses.

At the moment, she forgot to breathe, missed the heartbeat, everything around, does not exist, eyes and heart, only in front of people.

Just under Fang Ziqing's stupefaction, Tang Jun lowered his head slowly with a smile and printed a kiss on her forehead.

"Do you like that bunch of yellow roses?"

"Little Young commander... " Fang Ziqing's heart almost jumped out of her heart. For a moment, she became incoherent, "hi Yes, I do. "

If Fang Ziqing knew what the Yellow Rose meant, she would not say the word "like" and would not be the reaction at the moment.

Tang Jun lightly smiles and releases Fang Ziqing.

"Thank you for liking me, but I'm sorry, I can't give you anything! Because my heart, before you, has been occupied by another person

"Young commander..."

Tang Jun's words made Fang Ziqing fall back to the world from heaven.

It is clear that Tang Jun doesn't like himself, but when these words come out of his mouth so clearly, they are as sharp as a sword, stabbing her in the chest, so hurtful.

"Go up."

Fang Ziqing lowered her head, nodded, turned around, and walked towards the apartment step by step as if she had been leaded.

Back in the apartment, Fang Ziqing threw herself into the sofa. The whole person looked like a dried inflatable doll, without a trace of anger.

What Tang Jun said just now is so clear and obvious. Does she want to continue to fantasize and daydream?However, Lin Ziyi is already the president's wife, the mother of four children, and Tang Jun's sister-in-law. Even if Tang Jun likes Lin Ziyi, he can't be with Lin Ziyi.

Since Tang Jun can't be with Lin Ziyi, he can only choose other women.

So, anyway, she still has a chance, doesn't she?

He doesn't believe that Tang Jun will live a lifetime with a woman who is already his elder brother.

Besides, people's hearts are long. As long as she sticks to it, she believes that Tang Jun can always feel it.

Now, Tang Jun and her distance, is not already very close, just now, he did not also kiss himself?

However, Fang Ziqing suddenly thought that Tang Su had been shot in the heart. If he didn't have a suitable donor in half a month, he would never wake up again.

If Tang Su died and Tang Jun took care of Lin Ziyi in the name of his uncle, the two of them would live together for a long time, and then Tang Jun and Lin Ziyi would be together again!

Thinking of this, Fang Ziqing was startled and quickly got up from the sofa and shook her head.

Tang Su is the president. Even though his blood type is very special, how can he not find a suitable heart or die.

What's more, Tang Jun respects Tang Su so much, and he is so upright. How could he have such dirty ideas.

But, this evening's Tang Jun, strange! I don't like her, but why do I do it to her.

Suddenly, Fang Ziqing thought of something, quickly turned out the mobile phone, dial Tang Jun's phone.

The phone rang again and again, but no one answered.

The more Fang Ziqing thought about it, the more worried she was. She kept dialing Tang Jun's cell phone over and over again. However, in the end, there was a "no answer" tone.