Dressed As the President’s First Love

Cheng Hao slept dazedly for a while.

She didn't sleep well. His dream was full of parkour crowds. Tang Mi waved and commanded, one would make people go east and the other would go west. He was like a headless fly, chasing around with her.

When she broke into a black water pool, Tang Mi threw off her shoes and swam over. When it was his turn, the island in the water on which she was standing turned into a giant sea turtle, and the small black water pool became The sea. The turtles carried her and swam around in the sea. Tang Mi waved at him happily on the turtle:

"Happy breaking up."

…Happy breaking up.

Cheng Hao sat up abruptly, sweating again.

These days, I got used to it.

The night light on the bedside, the pointer pointed to half past nine, when Cheng Hao remembered that he returned after halfway through the celebration.

Familiar and unfamiliar room.

He threw away the pillow in his hand, and the bodyguard took him back to the villa.

The window on the second floor was half open, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of roses, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

Cheng Haoyu pulled his shoes to his feet and turned on the light.

With the mobile phone, there are no documents to be processed at work, but the headlines are all news about him breaking up with Tang Mi.

The whole world is watching them break up.

Cheng Hao looked at the familiar figure in the news and told himself that it was the last time, wiped the sweat of his palms, typed the password proficiently, and clicked on.

When I entered the password, I was thinking nonsense that I had to change the password later.

When I saw the news, I immediately forgot.

An interview video.

The sound in the video is messy. Tang Mi's light blue skirt flashes like a fish and disappears. The camera shakes so badly that it takes a while to refocus on Tang Mi's face.

Beside, there is a crowd like locusts.

Cheng Hao clenched his fists, regretting that when Tang Mi returned the bodyguard, he shouldn't have promised so readily.

So many people, if they push and shov...

He relaxed himself.

Not so unlucky.

After watching the interview and getting into the nanny car, Cheng Hao withdrew from the news again. But somehow, the phone interface jumped to Tang Mi’s Weibo homepage. Under the homepage, the black comment was topped, and Cheng Hao watched. , Anger is like a raging wave, rising up a little bit, but not falling back for a long time.

His throat and lungs were burning.

These people don't know anything, but they pretend to be judging their past.

Cheng Hao picked up the number that had been abandoned for a long time.

He had a long, long conversation. He had a lot of things to say. He wanted to say, Tang Mi is very good, she is very cute, very brave, maybe a little bit delicate and self-willed, except that she doesn’t love her. He opened his heart...

A long, long paragraph was typed, and finally, I deleted it bit by bit.

When deleting, like walking through a long memory barefoot, Cheng Hao discovered that in pain, in fact, it is often accompanied by happiness, with more good and less bad.

In the end a thousand words, only one sentence:

[Peaceful break up, one is not two wide. 】

After sending it out, it seemed like a sickness, from the inside out, it was empty.

Cheng Hao sat again, staring blankly for a while.

It took a long time to remember that there was nothing left, so he got up and called Special Assistant Sun.

It took a long time to answer over there, Sun Tezhu's voice was a little breathless, and Cheng Hao asked:

"night run?"

After the words fell, I realized what I interrupted.

Sun Te assisted Weng Weng with a "gratitude":

"Run at night."

Cheng Hao realized that he was not sorry, and brought up the business:

"The information about Qin Sisi that I found last time, it exploded together."

"Qin Sisi?"

After Sun Tezhu thought for a while, he remembered the scraps he found when Cha Donghuang, "The celestial body is lying, and Du Li..."

"Don't talk to Du Li."

Cheng Hao dialed the night light and increased the brightness a bit, "Don't pull Du's family into the water."

That is to say, only aimed at Qin Sisi?

Sun Tezhu understood Mr. Cheng's concerns.

Du's family is just sitting on the mountain to watch the tigers fight, but if you want to get Du Lila into the water, you can decide who to stand on. It’s just that I don’t know how Qin Sisi, who is such a small coffee, offended President Cheng, and asked him to give instructions to himself at night—

However, a shrewd and capable special assistant can always quickly grasp the meaning of the boss.

"clear."

Sun Tezhu nodded, "Make arrangements now."

Cheng Hao hung up the phone contentedly.

Only afterwards, I couldn't fall asleep.

I went to the gym upstairs and ran for an hour. I was so tired that I couldn't lift a finger, but when I lay on the bed and closed my eyes, I found that I still couldn't sleep.

My brain was swollen and painful, and I counted a thousand sheep. The words "Kuan", "Kuan" and "Kuan" seemed to be possessed by a demon.

Cheng Hao opened his eyes until dawn.

The next day, I arrived at the company on time.

I had a small morning meeting with my subordinates, came out, drank a cup of black coffee to refresh myself, and squinted dazedly on my stomach.

"Tuk tuk-"

Cheng Hao raised his head vigilantly and cleared his throat: "Come in."

Sun Tezhu came in with a pile of documents and looked worriedly at the blackness under him:

"Ms. Cheng, did you sleep well last night?"

"I can't sleep a bit lately."

Cheng Hao decided to go to the former doctor to prescribe Valium tablets after get off work.

"To sign?"

Sun Tezhu put the documents on the table and bowed his head to ask for instructions: "In addition, Miss Tang, we are waiting for you at a nearby coffee shop."

"Rose?"

Rose is the only coffee shop near Zhengheng. The owner is absent all year round. There is only one manager and no waiter. The manager only makes one kind of coffee. Blue Mountain only offers one kind of pastry, tiramisu.

Dismal management, barely survived.

Except for the occasional visit by Zhengheng employees, almost no outsiders entered.

Sun Tezhu was very suspicious. Behind Rose stood a big boss who didn't need money.

"Will you...Will you go?"

Special Assistant Sun couldn't understand the boss' thoughts now.

Saying that he is affectionate, everything he can do is pushing Miss Tang outward.

It can be said that he is ruthless, and it really doesn’t look like it. Even if the post is wide and wide, there is a "peaceful breakup" before it. It clearly explains the reporter’s question and shows that Miss Tang was not broken up; he also helped deal with the heat. Qin Sisi...

Special Assistant Sun decided not to.

"Go ahead."

Cheng Hao picked up the long coat on the hanger, stepped out with his long legs, walked quickly to the door, and suddenly looked back, "How do I... look now?"

"handsome."

Sun Tezhu didn't care too much and gave a thumbs up.

Of course handsome is handsome, but his eyes are full of red blood, dark circles fall under his eyes greatly, watching...you can play decadence on stage at any time.

I hope Miss Tang will feel softer when she sees it.

Cheng Hao believed it was true, put on his coat, pulled his hair down, and walked outside.

———

The door of the coffee shop "jingle bell" rang, and with a "welcome", a figure walked from the light and shadow.

Tang Mi squinted, her hands folded into a triangle and squeezed under her jaw, looking with an admiring look.

The man was tall and slender, with a handsome face, the stubble was not shaved, and a little blue was left. His eyes were darkened because of fatigue, and the long windbreaker was draped over his body, showing a sense of frustration and depression. Come.

Tang Mi pressed his chin to the other side:

"sit."

In the entire cafe, except for a cat lazily basking at the door and a dozing waiter, only the two of them were left.

The bodyguard stayed outside the door.

Cheng Hao sat down:

"I heard you are looking for me?"

A dish of tiramisu was placed in front of Tang Mi.

She didn't move, Cheng Hao took the plate subconsciously, cut a small piece and set it aside, eating most of the rest by herself.

Tang Mi likes to eat sweets and is afraid of getting fat, so when the two go out, they always order a dessert. She takes a bite and the rest belongs to him.

The tiramisu was topped with a layer of sweet and greasy chocolate, mixed with cream, which made Cheng Hao flustered.

When he realized what he had done, Cheng Hao stopped his movements nonchalantly: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

In fact, he doesn't like to eat sweet and greasy things, especially cakes.

"It's okay, I can eat as I like before I move."

Tang Mi knows that Cheng Hao loves desserts.

They were together, she took a small bite, and he was responsible for destroying a large piece. The two worked together perfectly.

"I heard something is looking for me?"

"There is indeed something."

Tang Mi pushed the ribbon gift box in her hand for a long time, "Return this to you."

Cheng Hao's gaze fell on her face, almost greedily, before turning his gaze away for a long time, and fell on the familiar Harry Winston logo, his lips pressed into a stubborn straight line:

"I bought it for you."

"Too expensive."

Tang Mi continued to push forward.

"I bought it for you."

Cheng Hao looked at her fixedly, Tang Mi's eyes met, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

His pupils are a little darker than ordinary people. When he looks at people intently, he often has a kind of childish innocence. At this time, he stubbornly repeats, "The ring is made for you."

"This is inappropriate."

Tang Mi shook her head, "You can leave it to your next fiancee."

Cheng Hao leaned back.

In a small coffee shop, there are clusters of hanging baskets hanging on the wall. The shadow of the huge glass window falls on her, and her eyelashes are like stars falling.

"If it belongs to you, I won't give it to others."

He said, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

Tang Mi chuckled.

She smiled so that her eyes narrowed into crescents, "Don't you mind if I sell it to pay off the debt?"

"It's up to you."

Cheng Hao looked meaningless.

Tang Mi smiled and shook his head, and stretched out his palm to him, "Don't be naive, my ring is back, take yours back, and divide it cleanly."

"And this, too."

She also passed the paper bag on the next seat, and Cheng Hao saw the paper bag at a glance. It was said that it looked like his puppet doll.

He thought, she really rode a turtle and flew away.

After a long while, Cheng Hao nodded:

"good."

To divide cleanly, this was originally... his original intention, wasn't it?

But the piece in my heart that had been plucked out was hurting little by little.

Cheng Hao took back the ring box silently, holding the puppet doll in one hand, unable to stand up for a long time.

"I didn't take yours, another day—"

"good."

Tang Mi interrupted him, seeing that his face was not so good, and laughed and teased: "You don't have to work hard if you have a new girlfriend."

Cheng Hao was taken aback:

"What new girlfriend?"

"Miss Yu."

Tang Mi smiled and got up, "Congratulations."

"I don't have a new girlfriend."

Cheng Hao shook his head, "Blind date."

"Then your progress is really fast."

Tang Mi confessed, "You should have heard that I saw you and her that day, you seem to like her, you two...look very good."

Cheng Hao didn't get up, turned his head and looked out the window, like it?

His impression of Yu Jie is no deeper than that of a contract. Now that he thinks about it, even his face is blurred.

"do not like."

Tang Mi walked away, he said softly, for fear of awakening someone.

The sun fell in the eyes and made people want to cry.

Cheng Hao didn't flow.

He sat in this way all afternoon, waiting for the bodyguard to enter the door uncontrollably, only to find that the employer was hot and confused. When he was supporting it, he still held a ridiculous rag doll in his hand, and he refused to let it go.