My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran and Tang Yiyu were the only people left in the night of Tang family villa.

The guests have already left one after another in the afternoon. Mr. Tang also urged Xu Qingyun and Tang Yifeng to make room for the two newcomers.

Finally, Tang Yiyu's friends left. Tang Yiyu solemnly introduced Cheng Anran to his friends.

This matter touched Cheng Anran's heart.

Tang Yiyu once said that he would introduce his real friends to her. This is the treatment Xiao Ling doesn't have. He really did what he said.

For Cheng Anran, this day is much better than expected.

She never expected that an imaginary trading wedding would be so beautiful and warm.

She thought she would always remember this day, the pink rose wall and the swaying Wisteria arch in the sun.

The sun was charming, the breeze was blowing, the smell of flowers and grass in the air, the applause of the guests, and the handsome face of the man when she lifted her veil.

Obviously, this day has not passed. Looking back on all this, Cheng Anran starts to miss it.

She thinks it's incredible that many people will have people who can't love, but no one is so lucky as her.

Although she loves Tang but can't, she can marry him in this way. Everyone should envy her.

Even if she left, she would have no regrets.

He never had his love, but he was his wife and officially married.

The night wind blows, and the flowers outside are still fragrant. Cheng Anran has put on her evening dress and stood in front of the glass window to see the scenery outside.

Tang Yiyu came down from the second floor and saw her naked, white and thin back.

Tang Yiyu coughed and walked over: "what are you looking at?"

Cheng Anran looks back and smiles: "the flowers outside will withdraw tomorrow."

Tang Yiyu: "yes."

Cheng Anran: "it's so beautiful. It's a pity to dismantle it right away."

Tang Yiyu picked his eyebrow: "if you like, in the future, put roses in the vase at home."

Cheng Anran's heart beat a few seconds faster. The word "home" is very easy to touch her heartstrings. She was calm on the surface and shook her head: "no matter how beautiful flowers are, they will be tired of looking at them every day. Let's follow your previous habits."

Tang Yiyu glanced at her: "there were no flowers at home before."

Cheng Anran was stunned and turned to him.

The four eyes are opposite. Cheng Anran knows what he means.

The idea he wanted to convey to her was that the family without flowers suddenly accepted flowers and her.

He's showing kindness, and she shouldn't refuse.

"Then... Put roses in it. If you change something else occasionally, you still have to have some flowers at home and look comfortable."

"OK, it's up to you." a little smile finally leaked from the corner of his lips.

The atmosphere between the two became relaxed and warm. They talked about Tang Yiyu's friends, the hot topics on the Internet and her career. On the first night of their wedding, they talked like ordinary friends for a long time.

Until late at night, Tang Yiyu took the initiative to say, "it's getting late. You've worked hard all day. Let's have a rest. On the plane tomorrow morning, we'll go to the island for our honeymoon. Is there a problem with the time?"

Cheng Anran shook her head: "no problem. The wedding dress studio should not be opened in the past two weeks. Let's wait for the heat to go down."

Now is the time when those people on the Internet are crazy. Maybe many people will go to the wedding dress studio.

Maybe there are few customers. They all go to join the fun. After the honeymoon, the heat dissipates almost. Maybe the real people who come to contact are the people who fix the wedding dress.

Tang Yiyu nods and gets up and walks backward. Cheng Anran looks at his back reflected on the glass window. Suddenly, the gambling appointment that Tang Yili said before pops out of her mind.

Her breathing became a little faster.

Tang Yiyu took a few steps and saw that she didn't follow up. He stopped and looked back at her: "won't you come?"

Cheng Anran was very nervous, and a sentence was almost ready to come out.

She wants to ask, wants to ask him, is she roommate tonight?

On the night of the wedding night, she asked no problem, but she was in a trance, and she calmed down again.

Looking back and smiling, she said, "I'll stay a little longer. I feel I can't sleep now. I'll look at the scenery here and brush my microblog."

Tang Yiyu didn't stop her, nodded and went upstairs by himself.

Cheng Anran watched him go up to the second floor from the glass reflection. When he heard the news, she slowly closed her eyes.

She didn't have the courage to ask that sentence, and luckily she didn't.

It's funny. Just the second she wanted to ask, she found a very sad thing, that is, she didn't want to hear either the positive answer or the negative answer.

Roommate? It's not Tang Yiyu and her, it's Tang Yili and her. If he agrees, he doesn't care.

Different rooms? On the wedding night, she was rejected by her husband. Although it was a contractual marriage, she felt a little ashamed.

Anyway, there's no solution.

But forget it. He won't sleep anyway. After Tang Yiyu rested, Tang Yili immediately came down. On this day tonight, Tang Yiyu didn't want to drink, which doesn't mean Tang Yili didn't want to drink.

Cheng Anran shook her head to clear her mind. She turned to get her sober hair. During this period, she went to the second floor and lingered in the master bedroom for a while, but she still went to another bedroom next to the second bedroom.

As soon as she entered, she saw the bedding already paved inside. She silently went to the cloakroom and opened it. There were some new clothes, including pajamas.

Cheng Anran's heart suddenly settled down empty and restless.

He made all the arrangements. He didn't tangle about his roommate from the beginning.

"Cleanliness fetishism and misogyny don't break down." Cheng Anran sneered and took his pajamas to take a bath.

When Cheng Anran finished and went downstairs, romantic tango dance music had been played in the villa. A bitch was wearing a bathrobe and holding a wine glass, shaking dance steps in the sound of music.

Cheng Anran: "

The man downstairs raised his head to see her, raised his lips and smiled beautifully and brightly: "look who's coming. Isn't this my beautiful wife?"

Cheng Anran resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Oh, he said, "stop! Don't dance! I'm afraid that when I see Tang Yiyu, I can't help thinking of your solo dance picture, hot eyes!"

Tang Yili had an injured expression: "wife, we haven't had our wedding night. You start to dislike me. Wife, you don't love me!"

Cheng Anran was numb: "I don't love you. Don't add drama to myself. Thank you."

Tang Yili finally stopped making trouble, picked up his glass and handed it to her with a smile: "I read the microblog. Congratulations on winning this turnaround and making a comeback."

He was rarely serious. Cheng Anran also accepted his kindness, clinked a glass and said sincerely, "thank you."

Tang Yili raised his eyebrows and said, "congratulations on marrying me, too."

Cheng Anran was speechless and said with a smile, "it's not enough to take advantage, is it?"

Tang Yiyu took a sip of red wine. The red wine was stained on the corners of his lips like blood. He licked the corners of his lips like a Vampire: "he married you and asked for the name of husband and wife. What he asked for you for me was the reality of husband and wife, so he took advantage of him, because you are actually my wife and son, and he is just a nominal husband."