My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran arranged the interview in a cafe near Fang Minghui's house.

Because she wanted to have a baby, she didn't dare to move much, so she just rented a coffee shop.

Fang Minghui parked her car in the parking lot below to pick her up at any time, while Cheng Anran took magazine photos directly in her own clothes.

The reporter interviewed had some regrets: "Mrs. Tang, do you really not change your clothes? We brought clothes of the Republic of China style and Chinese style. You must look good in them."

Cheng Anran politely declined: "no, since I can get my clothes directly, I don't want to trouble. I'm tired recently. I'm sorry."

She pushed it off with such a gentle attitude, and the reporter had no choice but to say, "well, let's rely on Mrs. Tang. Anyway, Mrs. Tang is beautiful."

Cheng Anran gently raised her hand and gracefully interrupted her: "sorry, correct the title. Please call me Cheng design."

Reporters are gossip. When they smell gossip, their instinctive eyes brighten: "Cheng design doesn't like to be called Mrs. Tang? Why?"

Cheng Anran raised her eyebrows and said to her, "in fact, I have a big news today. I'll say it directly in the interview session, so can you let me go for the time being?"

The reporter did not come up with anything, but was also gently circuitous to avoid the problem, depressed.

She felt that Mrs. Tang's mouth was too strict. It was estimated that she couldn't say anything.

The reporter did not believe what she said.

This is the official routine. First prevaricate you that there is a big disclosure, and finally it doesn't matter.

Gee, as expected, the smart rich lady is not so easy to interview.

The reporter thought a lot. In fact, he had tacitly accepted that Cheng Anran would not say anything valuable. As he expected, Cheng Anran was watertight. All the questions she asked were skillfully avoided in the end.

Cheng Anran seems to have decided not to talk about the rich family's voice and the rich family's president's husband.

The reporter felt bitter and felt that he would be scolded again when he went back.

This is equivalent to not digging out a little lace. This report is full of clothing professional things, which many people don't like to see.

The reporter quickly wiped his forehead and carefully reminded Cheng Anran: "Cheng design, this is not a professional knowledge interview. What we want to discuss is your life. Can you reveal a little about your recent life?"

The cameraman over there also yawned a little.

Beauty is really beautiful. There are 360 points of beauty without dead corners, but no matter how beautiful it is, it can't stand. This topic is not funny, and there is no gossip. No one can carry it after watching beauty for more than an hour.

Cheng Anran smiled: "it seems that what I said is really boring. Let's make a bigger material."

The reporter felt bitter and felt that he had been routine again.

However, Cheng Anran said faintly, "Tang Yiyu and I divorced."

After saying this, there was no sound at the scene for a while. The photographer said that he absolutely didn't press the still button. Everything was a real non still picture, but he took a still effect.

Until Cheng Anran raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "don't be so surprised. People in front of the camera will think it's stuck."

The reporter first recovered, but the expression was still shocked and said that the pupil earthquake was not too much.

Reporter: "Miss Cheng, we, we don't have trickery relief. You're not kidding."

Cheng Anran: "no kidding, it was more than a week ago."

The reporter couldn't believe it: "why? Don't you and your husband love each other very much?"

Cheng Anran said: "Well, it's true that we got married because of love, but for so long, my career has been under his aura. No matter what I do, others give me tickets from a rich lady. Many people think I'm just playing with design, even if I'm so careful, I still can't. I'm a very strong woman, and I can't stand my design works being destroyed like this Despise, and this show abroad made me feel that that was my world and my stage. I couldn't be a rich wife at ease, so I chose divorce. "

The reporter thought it was absurd or not. She didn't know. Anyway, she thought it was absurd.

Reporter: "so you divorced in order to pursue your dream?"

Cheng Anran smiled playfully: "yes, from now on, I may fly all over the world and participate in my show. I can't give consideration to my family."

Reporter: "did your husband agree?"

Cheng Anran: "At first, I disagreed and said that it would set me free, but I didn't think it was responsible, so we made an agreement. We divorced. He gave me three years to have my design dream freely, and I also gave him three years to find a wife more suitable for him. If I have realized my dream three years later and he is still waiting for me in place, we will remarry. If we each other at that time If you have a good marriage, bless each other. "

The reporter now feels that his outlook on love is broken.

This is too advanced!

Super sign in, she doesn't know how to answer!

Cheng Anran's elegant and natural expression in front of the camera really looks like that.

Only the parties know that this is not the case.

It's just a lie.

Because after three years, few people will remember it.

She is giving those who believe in love a dream, and she is also giving herself a dream.

Consider yourself really having a three-year agreement with Tang Yiyu.

Three years later, when others forget, I should forget about my love for Tang Yiyu.

Vows are easy to grow old. There are too few people to remember. We are constantly rushed to the future in lies.

That's it.

At least in front of the media, we separated so respectably.

No tears, hysteria.

After Cheng Anran's interview, he returned to Fang Minghui's car.

Fang Minghui handed her hot water: "it's hard."

Cheng Anran looked out of the window and said faintly, "I'm not hard. It's all over after the interview. Next is when the media are busy."

Today's microblog should blow up.

On the way back, Fang Minghui was curious: "how did you tell the media that you were divorced?"

Cheng Anran smiled: "I said I wanted to be free. He planted wings for me."

Fang Minghui: "

That night, microblog fever really exploded.

Fang Minghui didn't expect that Cheng Anran gave Tang Yiyu the last tenderness.

Among the sad divorce outcomes of many rich families covered with chicken feathers, only Cheng Anran and Tang Yiyu said goodbye gently.

Cheng Anran's microblog only maintains Tang Yiyu.

"When I said I wanted to be free, he put wings on me. I know that gossip will rush to him, and malice and speculation will shoot poisonous arrows at him. Then I will spread my wings. I've got the wings you gave me. I'll block the poisonous arrow for you for a while before I fly. Thank you, dear, for the tenderness you have given me. With these tenderness, I will be able to reach Bian. "