The President's Sweet Trap

But what Tang Luyao did at the party was only thinking of the benefits that success would bring, but ignoring the consequences that failure would bring. If she had considered a little in advance, the outcome would not be so miserable.

Tang Fu spent half his life in the shopping mall. He thought more deeply than Tang Luyao. He knew that the negative impact of this matter was not only the slander of Tang Luyao, but also the ridicule of the Tang family and him.

He sat in the living room all night and didn't call Tang Luyao. As a result, he didn't wait for Tang Luyao's phone either.

After all, he still loved his daughter and was afraid to disturb her rest. He just waited until the sky turned white to pick up the phone and dial out.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is busy" again and again made Tang Fu suppress his anger all night and gather together.

It was not easy to get through. Before I could ask about my daughter, I heard her shout "brother Jie". My anger could no longer be suppressed and roared out at the microphone.

How can you not be angry? My daughter, who has worked hard for more than 20 years, is only thinking about the man. What I talk to him most on weekdays is how Nan Chunjie is.

Sometimes he really wants to ask, is it that her parents are not as important as that man in her eyes?

But he was afraid that his daughter would be sad, and even more afraid that his daughter's answer would make him sad, but now even if he didn't ask, his daughter answered him with practical actions.

"No matter where you are now, go home at once!" Tang Fu repressed his voice and ordered.

"No, I won't go back. I'll wait for brother Jie here!" Hearing that her father asked her to go home, Tang Luyao immediately refused.

She did something wrong. Nan Chunjie ignored her. She would wait for him here and apologize to him.

"Don't you think you've lost enough? Your brother Jie sent all your things back last night. Isn't that obvious enough? What are you waiting for him to do? "

Tang Fu's persistence to his daughter is very painful, but he has to tell this cruel fact.

"What are you talking about? It's impossible. Brother Jie will never do this to me! " Tang Luyao screamed at the phone in disbelief.

Tang Fu didn't want to argue with her. His voice was weak and said, "can you come back and have a look!" Then he hung up the phone.

"Dad, Dad, don't hang up, you make it clear to me!"

There was no response from her father. Tang Luyao reluctantly dialed back. This time, Tang's father didn't answer the phone.

Tang Luyao covered her mouth and sobbed, looking so sad.

Dad is the one who loves her most in the world. Now does he even want to give her up?

Tang Luyao called the villa servant again and asked her what was going on.

The servant was afraid of her criticism. At the beginning, he hesitated to tell the truth. Later, he finally said it under her coercion.

At the moment when it was confirmed from the servant's mouth, her heart felt cold.

She wiped the tears on her face and ordered the servant, "listen, you go to find Nan Chunjie right now and give him the phone. I want to talk to him!"

The servant was frightened by her. Nan Chunjie's face was darker than the bottom of the pot after he came back last night. He not only told her to pack up all Tang Luyao's things, but also told the bodyguards outside not to let Tang Luyao in. She didn't have the courage to go upstairs and ask Nan Chunjie to answer the phone.

"Miss Tang, i... i... dare not!"

Tang Luyao said, "don't be rude to me now!"

"Miss Tang, I'll go later when Mr. Tang gets up?"

"I'll give you 100000. Go to me now!" Tang Luyao almost roared at the phone.

There was a flash of ecstasy in the bottom of the servant's eyes. The money came easily. It was worth being scolded by Nan Chunjie.

She got out of bed and put on her shoes. When she came to the door, she seemed to think of something again. She turned back and sat down by the bed.

"Well... Miss Tang, look... Can you... Hey... Can you..."

Tang Luyao scolded a financial fan in her heart, took her mobile phone, exited the call interface, transferred 100000 yuan from her account to the servant's account, and then picked up the phone: "is it OK?"

The servant heard the prompt tone, opened the text message, looked at it, and his eyes lit up.

She stuck her cell phone to her ear and said carefully, "Miss Tang, tell you the truth! Mr. has booked a plane back to country m at 10 a.m. and asked me to pack his and his wife's luggage last night, so I think it's no use even if I go up to find him! "

"What? You said he was going to take Yunxi back to country M. why didn't you just say? " Tang Luyao screamed and jumped like a madman.

The servant turned his mouth. Nonsense. I told you earlier. Will you still give me 100000 yuan?

"Miss Tang, sir seems to be up. I won't tell you more!" She took down the phone and listened to Tang Luyao's angry scolding inside. She put a finger on the hang up key and smiled proudly.

Alas, it is said that rich people are smart, but why does she think Tang Luyao is so stupid?

At seven o'clock, Nan Chunjie went downstairs on time and walked briskly into the restaurant for breakfast.

He had been waiting for Yunxi's call last night, and Yunxi really didn't disappoint him. He was going to pick her up in person, but she refused.

She was afraid that if the servant was not careful, it would be very troublesome if she left something, so she still wanted to come back by herself.

Of course, Nan Chunjie said yes. As long as Yunxi is willing to return to him, he can agree to any request.

The bodyguard outside the villa also reported to him what happened in the morning. He just answered faintly and ignored it.

Tang Luyao made such a fuss last night. Although nanqingchen finally gave a reasonable explanation to everyone, he knew that those people didn't say it. In fact, he thought it was his instigation, so he had to go out to avoid the limelight.

Of course, if he wants to go, he definitely won't leave Yunxi. It's his limit for her to stay with nanqingchen for more than half a month.

He just wants nanqingchen to know that no matter how hard he tries, as long as Yunxi doesn't recover his memory, everything he does is in vain, and Yunxi will come back to him in the end.

After breakfast, Nan Chunjie sat in the living room waiting for Yunxi. As long as he thought that nanqingchen must be another pain and disappointment, his mood will become very good.

Time passed minute by minute, eight, nine

Nan Chunjie's patience was polished bit by bit. When the clock pointer pointed to 9:30, he picked up the mobile phone he had been playing with, found Yunxi's number and dialed it out.

It rang for a long time and no one answered. Just when he wanted to hang up and redial, someone answered over there.