When Tang Si saw the large screen with the curtain,
he was montarily stunned.
He noticed the teasing glances from those around, all looking at him as if watching a joke.
He pressed his lips together, his expression unchanged, as calm as a placid lake.
Under everyone’s gaze, he walked up steadily.
He pulled out the data cable connected to his phone, tucked it into his pocket, and walked out under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
This level of composure is not ordinary.
If it were anyone else, they would have panicked long ago.
Just as Tang Si reached the door, he suddenly stopped.
He turned back, with a faint smile curving his lips, his peach blossom eyes slightly arched, smiling at the people inside.
With a drawling tone, he spoke with added humor and affection, "You know, won always say one thing and an another, provoking n, especially the pretty ones."
After a brief pause, he casually added, "Especially my girl, she loves to act coy with ."
Having said that, he turned and left.
He was full of confidence, languid and indifferent, his retreating figure extraordinarily carefree and uninhibited.
With a simple sentence, he explained the WeChat ssage and even complinted his girlfriend’s beauty.
The people present: "..."
Is this a public revelation? In a relationship?!
Did the always-single Tang boss just show off his love?
Who is this little vixen? Which one? Haven’t seen any won around Tang Si?
And, is he actually incapable, or very capable?
This is a question worth pondering...
If not, why has he been single for 28 years without a girlfriend?
There’s definitely sothing fishy here!
Lu Yu, sitting inside, bit her lip, her expression not very pleasant.
While the others wore expressions as if watching a show, munching on their snacks.
...
Eight o’clock in the evening.
The night in Ning City was very bustling, with neon lights flashing, illuminating the entire skyline.
The most famous club in Ning City.
Luxury cars were parked in clusters at the entrance, and inside the club, there were an array of prestigious families, rich young masters and mistresses, high-class executives.
A black Bentley stopped at the entrance.
The door opened, a woman stepped out from the back seat, in a red dress, red high heels, her black hair slightly curled and draped down.
Her figure was enchanting, her fox-like eyes sparkling with bright softness.
Especially her red lips that curved into a faint smile, making her entire being seem soaked in peach blossom pink, alluring and gentle, yet just the right amount.
Not so much that you’d feel overwheld.
Li Wen looked at Song Yi: "Tonight, take it easy, don’t make trouble."
Song Yi smiled and squinted her eyes: "If no one provokes , why would I cause trouble?"
"Are my parents inside? I’ll go find them."
Li Wen nodded: "Mister and Madam are both there."
She took out her phone, opened the cara to check her face: "Why does it always feel like the scratch on my face can’t be concealed?"
That ti she fell off a small slope, and the wound still hasn’t fully healed.
Li Wen carefully examined Song Yi.
Suddenly, he noticed a patch of light red on her shoulder, mingled with so bluish marks.
He raised his hand to point: "What’s this? Did you fall again?"
"Hmm?" Song Yi looked at her shoulder in the direction Li Wen pointed.
The marks there... Song Yi instantly recalled this morning.
"..." Shit! Damn it!!!
Tang Si, that old rascal!
Not only did he not stop, but he even left a bite mark!
Song Yi: "I bumped into the door on my way out, I’ll go cover it up in the bathroom."
With that said, she picked up her bag, stepping on her high heels, heading towards the bathroom.
As she walked, she took her phone out from her bag.
She definitely needed an explanation from that old rascal.
If it weren’t for Li Wen’s pure and innocent nature, would she still have any dignity?
Just as she unlocked her phone screen, a ssage from Tang Si popped up.
Good timing, buddy!
She opened it to see.
——[Voice ssage]
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