Sweet Marriage With The CEO

"Miss Liu Liu, it's getting late. You should have a rest." Tang Zela opened Liu Liu's hand and turned to the door. His eyes didn't stay on Liu Liu at all.

As soon as he reached the door, Tang Ze stopped. He turned his back to Liu Liu and said faintly, "come to the company tomorrow and sign the contract." then he opened the door and went out.

As soon as he reached the elevator door, Tang Ze noticed a sneaky figure in the corner. He turned his back to himself. He didn't know what to hold in his hands, but kept hiding in his arms.

"Are you happy?" Tang Ze stood at the elevator door, turned his back to the man and asked coldly.

The man turned his head and looked at Tang Ze with his back to himself. He knew he didn't have to hide. From the moment he followed them, Tang Ze knew everything. Now he can only pray that he won't break his camera

"Mr. Tang, what are you talking about?" the reporter asked pretending to be calm.

"Take out the photos and let me have a look." Tang Ze said, forcing him with an expressionless face.

"Mr. Tang, don't embarrass me. It's a trade secret..." the reporter said and hid the camera behind him.

"Trade secret?" Tang Ze turned his head sideways, and his handsome sword eyebrow "whooshed" stood up. The reporter suddenly had a feeling of counting nine cold days, and couldn't help shivering. "If you don't want me to tell you, show me the photos."

"President Tang..." the reporter also wanted to delay with Tang Ze and take the opportunity to make a backup of the photos, but Tang Zesi didn't give him this opportunity and grabbed the camera from his hand.

Tang Zeji glanced at him, turned on the camera and looked at the photos of himself and Liu Liu one by one. He had to admit that they took pictures from a good angle. Each one looked as if they had only any intimate actions.

"Don't say, your picture is good enough," Tang Ze said, raising the camera.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, you praise me." the reporter nervously looked at the camera in Tang Ze's hand and was afraid that he would suddenly let go. In that case, he would be dry in the past six months

"Every picture is a real hammer." Tang Ze shook his arm and said carelessly, "if you send it out, don't I become a treacherous scum man?"

"Mr. Tang, you're serious..." the reporter's heart is getting more and more bottomless, "I'm just making a living..."

With a bang, Tang zesong opened his hand. The reporter was quick and quick. He held the camera in his arms, took a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and lamented his agility.

"Ding..." the door of the elevator opened slowly. Tang Zetou walked into the elevator without looking back. He looked at the reporter standing outside the elevator indifferently and held out his hand to block the elevator door.

"I agree with you to send these photos, but..." Tang Ze paused and said, "Miss Liu Liu's face, you must be mosaic."

"Don't worry, I'll make a mosaic." the reporter patted his chest and said.

Take back your palm, the elevator door slowly closes, the reporter opens the camera and finds that many photos are missing, and the rest are vague back. He thinks: Tang Ze is really a fox. If such photos are sent, our magazine will not be laughed off?

Just thinking about it, the reporter saw the photo of Tang Ze holding Liu Liu's waist, and a sly smile rose from the corners of his mouth.

Enough, this picture is enough. Tomorrow's headlines will shock the whole city and the whole country

After Tang Ze left, Liu Liu turned off the chandelier on the ceiling, leaving only a small warm lamp on the edge of the sofa.

She went to the window and stood where Tang Ze had just stood. Looking at the scenery he had just seen, the heart in her chest seemed to be looking for the frequency to beat synchronously with him.