Love is really a long journey

I didn't expect Tang Tianqi to appear. There was no time to hide his embarrassment.

He seemed to have just passed by, sitting lazily in front of me in a blue shirt and snapping his fingers.

The waiter came close with his mouth closed, his eyes full of flower mania.

"What would you like, sir?"

"Mousse cake, thank you."

Tang Tianqi finished the order, but the waiter didn't mean to leave. Shyly, she took out a piece of paper from her back and said devoutly, "Sir, can you sign it for me?"

I almost didn't spray out a mouthful of lemonade, but Tang Tianqi, with a smile on his face, solemnly wrote his signature to the other party.

The waiter left happily, looking like a treasure.

I stared at his beautiful skin bag, put down the spoon, and said solemnly, "you'd better go, or I'll always be in trouble with you."

Tang Tianqi pointed out the glass window, and then I found out that there were several men swinging back and forth outside the door, wearing flowered shirts and tattoos, and their eyes swept in my direction from time to time.

"See, trouble has come long ago."

My heart sank: "who are they?"

When the mousse cake was delivered to him, he picked up a knife and fork with a well-defined hand, cut a small piece gracefully, tasted a few mouthfuls, and then gave me a smile.

"Want to know?"

Before I could react, he suddenly reached out and dragged me outside.

On the street, there was a surge of people, and our figure soon mingled in the crowd. At a corner, Tang Tianqi pulled me aside. With the obstacle of sight, we had the advantage to see several men who were following me clearly.

At the moment, those men are looking around for me like headless flies.

A moment later, one of the men eagerly took out his mobile phone and seemed to call someone. He didn't know what the person on the phone said. He waved and several people were ready to retreat.

"Wait for me." Tang Tianqi said in a low voice and went out.

I look at his back, a little at a loss, what does he want to do?

I saw Tang Tianqi pass by the person on the phone, and then walk away as if nothing had happened. The person seemed to notice something. Just as he wanted to catch up, a crowd of people suddenly emerged behind Tang Tianqi, squeezing him in the middle of the crowd.

When Tang Tianqi appeared in front of me again, he had got his mobile phone.

"The answer is hidden in the phone." He raised his chin slightly and motioned me to dial back.

I hesitated for a moment, found the latest call and called back.

A moment later, someone got through.

"Don't you want to retreat first? You can't even do this little thing well, a bunch of rubbish On the other end of the phone, an old voice roared.

I'm so familiar with this voice.

I clenched my cell phone, pursed my lips, for a long time, suppressed my anger and laughed softly.

"Wang Dong, I've worked hard for the tails you arranged for me."

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment and stammered: "you... How can your mobile phone be in your hand..."

I smile: "it seems that the old hatred has not disappeared, and the new hatred has arrived. Wang Dong thinks, how can I repay you this time?"

The phone was hung up in a hurry, and a blind voice came.

I took a deep breath and threw the phone into the dustbin. It's normal for Wang Dong to hate me. After all, I used to blackmail his son's future, but I didn't hate him so much.

Looking back, Tang Tianqi was looking at me with his hands around his chest.

"You go quickly. I have many enemies in city A. I don't want to have another Mayor Zhao any more." I shrugged a little.

He was silent for a moment and said softly, "I'll take you back."

"Don't need to..." before the voice fell, Tang Tianqi had already held me back and walked forward.

I stagger to follow behind him, the words to the mouth of the refusal slip for several laps, that is not to say.

He always wants to marry Zhao Shuyu. At this moment, what is the entanglement between us?

I gave a bitter smile, secretly mocking my cowardice.

The way home is not far. The car stops slowly in front of the villa.

We sat in the car, and neither of us spoke. It seemed that we were waiting for each other to say goodbye.

After a long time, I was the first to say, "today, thank you."

I opened the car door, and he followed me and watched me quietly.

A small figure suddenly ran out of the house, crisp Sheng called: "Dad!"

I was stunned: "xiaorou..."

Xiaorou wears pajamas and rubs her sleepy eyes. She seems to confirm whether the person standing in front of her is Tang Tianqi.

She opened her eyes wide, and suddenly her eyes were red. She ran quickly to Tang Tianqi and hugged his leg.

"Dad! Don't you want xiaorou? Why do you come to see xiaorou now... "

Tang Tianqi looked at me with a stiff expression.

I feel a pain in my heart, as if I have been pinched. For me, many things may be borne in silence, but for a child like xiaorou, how can I explain to her that the man in front of me doesn't remember her?

"Xiaorou! Come back I sternly pulled xiaorou down from Tang Tianqi and said coldly, "he's not your father. He just looks a little like your father."

"No! Mom is a liar! He is the father Xiaorou cries even louder and wants to grab Tang Tianqi's trouser legs.

I had a headache trying to stop her, but I couldn't stand her struggle.

Tang Tianqi looked at the chaotic scene in front of him. Suddenly, he slowly bent down and picked up the crying red faced child.

"Xiaorou, be good, don't cry."

Xiaorou opened her eyes, sobbed and put her arms around his neck: "Dad, would you like to tell me a bedtime story?"

I frown to refuse, but Tang Tianqi has already carried her into the house.

"Tang Tianqi!" I catch up, low voice angry way, "let go of the child, we don't want to have anything to do with you!"

His steps did not stop. His tall figure left a long shadow on the floor. I clenched my fist and stomped in anger.

Entering xiaorou's room, Tang Tianqi coaxes her and tells her stories patiently.

I put my hands around my chest and leaned against the door, quietly watching the scene of father and daughter nestling in the light.

This scene, I have thought about many times, but this time, it looks sad.

Xiaorou finally fell asleep. Tang Tianqi carefully put her on the bed and turned to walk out.

"Today you can be her one-day father, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow? Don't let her get into the habit of forgetting you. " I said quietly.

Tang Tianqi dropped his eyes and his eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids. After a long time, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "at the end of the day, there are two me in my mind. One is shouting to marry Zhao Shuyu, and the other is always at the critical moment, guiding me to you uncontrollably. You say, "what am I supposed to do?"

I looked at him with a sneer. What should I do? He asked me, who am I going to ask?

"You go quickly." I urge again.

The moment he turned around, he stretched out his long arm and suddenly hugged my waist from behind.

I heard his soft voice in my ear: "so, I thought of a comprehensive way, just, you wait for me, OK?"

What can he do? I looked back at him in a daze.

The unique fragrance of his body came to his face, and a chill came from his forehead. His kiss flashed by.

"I won't let Russell take you." He whispered.

I didn't come back until Tang Tianqi left. What did he just say?

I walked slowly to the French window and watched his car disappear downstairs. I always felt that it was just a dream.

What should I do if I hope to be disappointed again?

The next morning, I walked into the meeting room, and the company's top management was there, except for Mr. Wang.

I sat down slowly, playing with the pen in my hand and asked faintly, "where's Wang Dong?"

The Secretary bent down and said softly, "Dong Wang is not feeling well today. He asked for leave."

"Unwell?" I pursed my lips, a little smile, "Wang Dong how to say, is also a hero of the company, since the body is not comfortable, then we collectively go home to see it."

Everyone was stunned. No one thought I would become so fast.

"Why, someone doesn't want to go?" I stood up with my hands on the table and glanced at the people who were lowering their heads. "If you don't want to go, please raise your hand. I will never force you."

A trembling hand was raised. It was Mr. Liu, who made friends with Mr. Wang on weekdays.

"I have an emergency meeting later..."

"If other people don't go, how can Mr. Liu not go? Don't let Wang Dong cold his heart at the critical moment. " I slightly pick eyebrows, look around a circle, "anyone else?"

A silence, no one dare to raise their hands.

"OK, it's over." I'll give you a quick order.

Wang Dong's family obviously did not expect that so many people would suddenly appear, and Mrs. Wang was even a little alarmed.

I looked around with a smile. In the distance, I suddenly heard cheers coming from the golf course opposite.

"It seems that Wang Dong is almost cured." I gave Mrs. Wang a smile and got up to go to the court.

Wang Dong, who is said to be ill, is now playing happily. He is staring at a golf ball and is ready to swing. President Liu coughs hard to remind him.

Wang Dong looked back and was about to shout "Lao Liu" enthusiastically. Seeing a large group of people behind him, he was stunned.

"Jiang... President Jiang..."

I stepped forward with a kind face, looked around with my hands behind my back, and said in a soft voice, "it seems that Mr. Wang is very attached to his leisure time. In this case, why don't you give up the shares and quit Qitian peacefully?"

This sentence "peaceful", I specially bit the stress, Wang Dong's face turned white a little bit, the grip of the hand is also tight and tight.

In the evening, when I left the Wang family, I already got the share transfer certificate I wanted.

Since then, the name of Mr. Wang will not appear on the board of directors of Qitian group.

In the car, the secretary looked at me with some worry: "Mr. Jiang, you are so tough, you are not afraid of the future..."

I faint smile, closed his eyes, some tired mouth: "don't be silly, even if I don't come today, they will start."

In business, passivity can only be beaten, but I have been beaten enough.