Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

"Tang Wanliang, what kind of marriage do you want?" Han Jingchu's words are drunk, and his magnetic voice is more charming.

Tang Wanliang never expected that Han Jingchu would care about her. Even the most basic necessities of life did not dare to ask Han Jingchu's intervention. Now, he actually asked such a deep topic.

"I......" Tang Wanliang just wanted to talk, but the man around him snorted disdainfully.

"Hum, what you want is always a daydream here. I want ten times the debt you owe Ann!"

Tang Wanliang's bright heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, and her long eyelashes fell slowly and stopped talking.

In a stalemate, Han Jingchu fell asleep against the sofa.

Tang Wanliang tried his best to help the man to the sofa, but the arm pressed heavily on her shoulder couldn't move away.

After struggling for a while, Tang Wanliang's thin body was aching. He gave up and sat still, bearing the heavy arm on his shoulder.

The woman sat on the ground and looked at Han Jingchu who was sleeping.

How can there be such a heroic face in the world? Tang Wanliang thought.

The question the man asked just now gave her a momentary illusion that her big brother had come back.

But she thought too much about everything. It turned out that the man just gave her a warning and warned her not to have too many unreasonable thoughts.

Looking at this elusive face, Tang Wanliang said to himself, "the one I want, as long as he can live a simple life with me, don't hurt me."

Before long, Tang Wanliang also fell asleep on the sofa.

Aunt Fang came to the hall to turn off the light. She saw the president and his wife sleeping together. She couldn't bear to disturb them. She brought blankets to them, turned on the corridor light and left.

The next morning, Han Jingchu woke up with a burst of pain in his body. His hand on the woman felt crisp and numb.

When I saw a woman sleeping on his shoulder, I smiled. This silly woman was pressed by his arm all night?

Feeling the change, Tang Wanliang also woke up. Her confused eyes looked around and hit those gentle eyes. She was so surprised that she was sleepless, and her cherry mouth opened.

Han Jingchu saw that the woman woke up. His eyes were gentle and recovered his daily arrogance: "you dead woman! How dare you sleep in my arms all night? Are you tired of living? "

Tang Wanliang recovered. The gentle eyes he saw just now must be an illusion!

"You made me sit here last night." Tang Wanliang did not give in.

"Will all men let you sleep with him?" Han Jingchu twisted his crisp arm and glared: "are you always so cheap!"

Tang Wan was so cold that he didn't want to say another word to this unreasonable man. He suddenly stood up. Unexpectedly, his head was dizzy and his eyes were black. He fell back to Han Jingchu's arms.

Han Jingchu pushed the woman away in disgust.

With a bang, Tang Wanliang bumped into the tea table, and a bruise on his arm gradually appeared.

Han Jingchu glanced uneasily at Tang Wanliang, stood up and pretended not to care: "you woman will always be so frivolous."

Seeing Tang Wanliang grinning with pain, Han Jingchu was worried. He thought that the family doctor said Tang Wanliang was malnourished and couldn't help scolding.

"Hey, Tang Wanliang, how can you say that you also live in my Han Garden now? Can you eat more and don't be as thin as a terminally ill patient!"

Tang Wanliang stroked his aching arm, raised his small head and stared wrongly at the condescending Han Jingchu: "do you think I want to, what day do I live every day?"

Then, the crystal tears gradually fell, "I couldn't help marrying you. I watched my husband yingyingyanyan every day and took revenge on me as an enemy."

Tang Wanliang became more and more excited. He buried his head in his arms and shrugged his shoulders and began to cry.

Han Jingchu impatiently went to Tang Wanliang, quickly took out a few pieces of paper and stuffed them into the woman's arms. He looked coldly out of the window: "get up, have breakfast and go to work with me."

Tang Wanliang raised her head and looked at the man's cold figure with tearful eyes. She wanted to ask what, but she didn't know how to organize language. Did this man want to wipe her tears? Did he hear what she said yesterday?

"How long do you want to see? Are your tears waiting for me to wipe them for you?" Han Jingchu turned and said coldly.

Tang Wanliang got up. His head was slightly dizzy again because of hypoglycemia. Suddenly, a warm big hand held her and dragged her to the table.

Aunt Fang has prepared breakfast in advance.

Tang Wanliang sat at the table and looked at the exquisite breakfast. She couldn't afford to eat.

Oatmeal porridge, milk and hibiscus eggs were all her favorite, but now she has no appetite at all.

Under the man's cold eyes, Tang Wanliang still hesitated to pick up the bread and slowly coated it with salad dressing.

"Are you terminally ill! Eat quickly! " Han Jingchu ruthlessly put down the milk cup in his hand.

"Yes." Tang Wanliang looked up at Han Jingchu with a sad face, and then bowed her head and ate a few mouthfuls.

At the next moment, Han Jingchu already got up, "go and go to the company with me."

Tang Wanliang hurriedly stuffed the last mouthful of bread into his mouth and ran out of the hall.

"What junk food do you usually eat?" Han Jingchu sat in the driver's seat and asked coldly.

"You mean college?" Tang Wanliang was surprised.

"Yes." Han Jingchu replied impatiently.

"The cheese in the milk tea shop next to the school is very delicious, and 'grandma rice ball' where Shishi and I often go for breakfast." Tang Wanliang sighed a little, as if she were remembering.

Such a free college life has just ended. Why does she feel that those days are so far away?

Han Jingchu silently started the black Bentley.

Tang Wanliang looked out of the window at the regressive scenery and wondered, "this is not the way to the company?"

Han Jingchu gave an eulogy.

Black Bentley finally stopped next to a milk tea shop in Jiangcheng University.

"Is it here?" Han Jingchu glanced at the navigation.

Tang Wanliang was surprised that this man... Sent her to buy cheese? He looked back at Han Jingchu strangely.

"Come on! I'm in a hurry. " Han Jingchu's sword eyebrows were slightly clustered and impatiently urged the surprised woman.

"Oh..." Tang Wanliang came back and hurried off the bus.

There are not many people in the milk tea shop in the morning, but Han Jingchu's black Bentley and millions of luxury cars parked outside the milk tea shop are really eye-catching.

"Look, that's not president Han's car?"

"You mean Han Jingchu, President of Han's group?"

"Yes, there are few black Bentleys in the whole river city. I search the license plate number on the Internet!"

"Yes, yes, it's president Han's car!"

"Look, isn't that woman Mrs. Han in the news? It seems to be from Jiangda! "

"This is big news! President Tang Han sent his wife to such a small milk tea shop! "

Passing girls took out their mobile phones to take photos.

Feeling the flash, Tang Wanliang shrunk his head and hurried into the car with cheese.

After taking a deep breath, Tang Wanliang sniffed the cheese with satisfaction, "well, it's still the original taste. It's delicious!"

Han Jingchu's mouth tilted slightly. He felt that the satisfied little woman was very cute, but he sarcastically said, "a little junk food can satisfy you? You're really cheap. "

"Where is this junk food? There are honey, eggs and milk in this cheese. It's very nutritious!" Tang Wanliang pouted.

"It's not cheap life to eat this kind of thing without drinking the bird's nest." Han Jingchu looked contemptuously at Tang Wanliang.

Seeing that the woman still wanted to argue, Han Jingchu said disgustedly, "give it to me quickly. Don't bring this kind of thing into my office, which will humiliate me."

"Yes." Tang Wanliang opened the bag, carefully broke off a small piece of cheese and put it in his mouth. The sweet milk fragrance filled his mouth.

Somehow, Tang Wanliang's appetite is surprisingly good, and his mood is bright with the sun outside the window.

It would be nice if Han Jingchu could drive him to work every day in the future——

Entering the president's office, Han Jingchu didn't look at Tang Wanliang any more. He sat on the president's chair and began to look through the documents neatly placed on the table.

Influenced by Han Jingchu's serious working state, Tang Wanliang quickly threw herself into a pile of documents on the Secretary's desk.

In the elegant president's office, there was only the sound of mouse clicks and the friction of paper. Tang Wanliang had a warm feeling in his heart. Is this a husband singing and women following?

Thinking like this, Tang Wanliang unconsciously bit his lower lip and smiled shyly.

When Han Jingchu heard the laughter, his deep eyes stared at the computer desktop. His thin lips sarcastically said, "Mrs. Han, are you so happy to work with me?"

Tang Wanliang was pulled back by the cold words and continued to carefully sort out the documents with a shy face.

I don't know how long later, the schedule reminder pops up in the computer dedicated to the secretary. Tang Wan turns it on. It is the schedule notice of the annual general meeting of shareholders.

"Han... General manager." Tang Wanliang changed her name to President Han, which was very awkward.

"Yes." Han Jingchu answered coldly.

"There is a shareholders' meeting today. The time is 3 p.m. and the address has been sent to the navigation of your car."

"Mrs. Han, tell me such information on the way to work in the morning and arrange the schedule I have determined within a week."

Every day? Is Han Jingchu really going to drive her to the company every day? Is this a dream come true?

"You dead woman, are you so happy that you've lost your soul? Let me see you wandering in the future. Don't blame me for being rude." Han Jingchu was angry. The light in his eyes seemed to kill the little woman.

"But." Han Jingchu added, with a wicked smile on his mouth: "when I'm wandering, I think I can."

Tang Wanliang's heart turned white. At the beginning of Han Jing's eyes, this domineering man is really overbearing! In order to avoid the disaster, she repeatedly promised on the surface: "yes, President Han."

Unknowingly, it was time for dinner. Aunt Fang's nutritious lunch was sent to the company by the driver.

"You, go wash your dirty hands, arrange the food and eat with me." Han Jingchu rolled up his sleeves and ordered coldly.

The president's office is equipped with a bathroom. Tang Wanliang walked into the bathroom and rubbed her hands in the mirror.