The mystery husband is a little bad

"Well, Mr. Qin deserves to be a heroine among women. The amount of wine is admirable. Come on, let's have another drink."

Then, the glass in Qin Miao's hand was filled again, and Qin Miao was not given the chance to refuse at all.

Qin Miao, who was still charming, smiled, but the blush on her face was deeper. When she raised her neck and was about to drink all the contents of the cup, her body suddenly fainted and staggered.

Tang Moxi stood beside her, then stretched out his hand to help her, and Qin Miao leaned in his arms.

"Are you ok? Don't drink if you can't." Tang Mo's words were light, and his voice was light. He took away her glass.

Qin Miao, with one hand on his temple and the other hand on Tang Mo's shoulder, wanted to stand firm, but he tried several times without success, but he struggled several times, closer to Tang Mo's words.

Tang Mo frowned and reached out to straighten her body, but some reporters had photographed their leaning bodies.

"You're drunk. I'll ask the Secretary to take you back to rest."

"Nothing." Qin Miao stood on one side of the pillar, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Tangbao steps forward and holds Qin Miao's arm: "sister Miao, let me go to the bathroom with you."

"Yes, thank you Tangbao." Qin Miao smiled and smiled sincerely. Only when she turned around and left, the corner of her eyes could not help pressing, which was different from what she had expected. But when she saw someone nodding to her outside, she said that things had been done, so she relaxed and left with Tangbao's help.

"Sister Miao, you really drink too much and hurt yourself." Tangbao stood outside and heard the sound of vomiting coming from the toilet room. He said with some heartache, "drinking is originally a man's business. How can you make a woman appear? Don't drink so much in the future."

Qin Miao pressed the toilet, and then he stood up and smiled at Tangbao weakly: "it doesn't matter. It's normal. It's all for work. I'm much better."

At first, it seemed that Qin Miao and Tang Mochi were so close. Tangbao deliberately took Qin Miao away. But now, hearing Qin Miao's words, she was really distressed: "sister Miao, you don't need to spell like this. My brother and he --"

Qin Miao quietly watched Tangbao, waiting for her to go on.

Tangbao hesitated for a few minutes, and then said seriously: "sister Miao, I know what you think of my brother, but now you see that my brother likes to talk about Xi. You should not put so much thought on him. In a word, I don't think you need to be so good to him. Drink. You don't want to do everything you want to know or not, just let him know Where is he going? Otherwise, no one will love you

When Qin Miao heard this, he was stunned. The charm and charm of the corner of his eyes suddenly flooded. The powder on her face seemed to be unable to cover up her pale face. She held the washstand in her hand and smiled pathetically: "how can no one care? You just care about me."

"But it's different! I know you don't want my heartache. "

What she wants is Tang Mo's heartache.

It's a pity that the tenderness of Tang Mo CI has been given to other women.

I always thought that Tang Mo Ci was sincere and treated everyone equally. I found out in the end that it was just because I was not special enough.

Qin Miao's body was shaking, his fingers were clenched tightly on the washing table, and he tried to hold back, but he didn't let his emotions collapse: "Tangbao, do you think I have no chance?"

Tangbao is silent.

According to her understanding of Tang Mo Ci, yes, Qin Miao had no chance.

"But I'm not willing. I'm not willing." Qin Miao's fingers were so tight, and his face was sad. "I loved him silently for so many years, Tangbao. Now I want to give up, I really don't want to."

"Sister Miao..." Tangbao's heart also suffered, "don't cry, don't be sad."

She looked down and found a tissue from her handbag and handed it to Qin Miao.

Qin Miao took over, then stretched out his hand to press the tears on the corner of his eyes, and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Tangbao, let you see the joke."

Tangbao shook his head: "it's OK, sister Miao. I won't laugh at you. I just don't want you to live so hard."

Love a person, love but not, is really bitter.

All day and night thinking, all thinking, is a person's monologue.

Every day I look at this man. He is in front of me. I think the shooter can touch him, but in fact, he is very close.

Once upon a time, Tang Mo's resignation was the driving force of all Qin Miao's efforts. In order to catch up with him, she could work hard day and night, but in the end, she found that it was just a dream of her own.

What a cruel thing it is to wake up in a dream.

Tangbao looks at Qin Miao, even though he is still smiling. He just smiles so bitterly, but his heart is like pressing a huge stone. There is only one Tang Mo's speech. Qin Miao and Zhu Yanxi will get hurt after all.

But whoever gets hurt is not what she wants to see.Qin Miao asked her, "does Tangbao have a vanity mirror?"

"Yes, just a moment." Tangbao opens the bag and pours out all the cosmetics in it.

Although the bag was small, the things were complete. Qin Miao took over the make-up mirror and made up there.

In less than five minutes, she put away her things and restored the original appearance of the powerful woman with exquisite makeup and elegant posture, as if the sad woman crying just now was Tangbao out of imagination.

"Sister Miao..." Tangbao is surprised to see Qin Miao's face changing, and his heart is full of mixed flavors.

Qin Miao smiled and looked elegant. No one would think of it. Just now, she was still so weak and helpless: "how, scared by me? Tangbao, you should remember that if no one loves you, who should you show your weakness to? "

For so many years, in the wind and rain, she has already trained herself to be a King Kong immortal. No matter how aggrieved she is, she will turn her head and swallow it. This is the experience and lesson that reality has given her.

"Sister Miao..." Tangbao suffered, "my brother is not as good as you think. You are so excellent. You should strive for your own happiness. Don't hang on his tree."

Qin Miao walked, suddenly, his eyes were slightly drooping. He said seriously, "Tangbao, if I want to fight for it, will you help me?"

"Ah?"

"In fact, I don't need you to help me. I just hope you can be just and fair. Treat me like Zhu Yanxi. Don't help anyone. I don't want to lose my hand with me before I try my best to be happy. Tangbao, OK?" Qin Miao clenched Tangbao's hand, so hard.

Tangbao lost his mind. Unexpectedly, Qin Miao was so stubborn.

"Tangbao, objectively speaking, don't you think I'm more suitable than zhuyanxi? We grew up together, and I dare to say that no one knows him better than me, and no one is more suitable to stay with him than me, so I want to work hard for my happiness once, OK? "

Tangbao is speechless, because what Qin Miao said is very reasonable.

Apart from Tang Mozi's personal preferences, no one is more suitable for his woman than Qin Miao. They always keep the same pace in their work and life. Even inside and outside the company, they have long acquiesced to Qin Miao's identity.

"But sister Miao, it's not difficult for us to do something about our feelings. It's so many years since you and my brother fought against each other. You still..."

"That's because I've never expressed my mind. I'll let him know who's the right woman for him!"

Qin Miao's face, in the dim light of the corridor, looked so firm and glowing. Tangbao couldn't refuse her request, so she just nodded her head.

Qin Miao fought for love, and she didn't feel wrong: "but sister Miao, no matter what the result is, you can't have a bad feeling for me."