My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

When Fang Minghui sent a message, he had a provocative mind, so his voice was deliberately low with a smile.

This voice is sexy if it sounds good, and coquettish if it doesn't sound good, but no matter whether it sounds good or not, people who hear this language have only one idea: I'm afraid they want to die.

Tang Yiyu holds Cheng Anran's mobile phone and looks at the wechat dialog box with a gloomy face.

Yes, Cheng Anran's mobile phone was given to Tang Yiyu before going to bed. Now Cheng Anran is sleeping soundly. Where can she care about the Ming emblem above? Tang Yiyu, who received Fang Minghui's wechat, just feels that the hunting time is coming.

He wanted to kill the guy with the intention of molesting his wife.

There's a way to heaven. You don't go. There's no door to hell. You break in, Fang Minghui. You're brave enough.

Tang Yiyu called at random.

Fang Minghui thought he had sent it to Cheng Anran. His eyes brightened when he saw the phone. When he picked it up, his voice smiled: "Hello, Miss Cheng, why did you call to thank me? It's really polite."

Over the phone, a cold male voice came over: "it's really calling to thank you, but it's not my wife, but me."

Fang Minghui: "

What is the experience of seducing a girl to a hard man like steel? He can now go to a certain place to answer. The experience is: it's as disgusting as eating flies.

Fang Minghui held his forehead and rubbed his temples. Unexpectedly, Tang Yiyu and Cheng Anran could even see such private objects as mobile phones.

What a disappointment.

After a quick adjustment, Fang Minghui said, "president Tang, what a surprise. I thought you were too busy to touch the ground now. I didn't expect to have time to monitor your wife's mobile phone."

Tang Yiyu smiled coldly: "my wife is as beautiful as flowers. There are many jackals coveting her. If I don't guard against it, I don't know what will come close to her."

Fang Minghui smiled and said, "Oh, that certainly doesn't include me. Miss Cheng and I are partners. This contact is also based on my excellent completion of my cooperation. I want to ask when Miss Cheng plans to fulfill the agreement. Is it convenient for president Tang to give her her her mobile phone and let her listen to the phone?"

Tang Yiyu: "I'm afraid not. My wife is too tired and is sleeping now. It's inconvenient. If you have anything to say to me directly, I'll tell her."

Fang Minghui was a little nervous and connected being too tired with sleeping. A beautiful picture floated in his mind.

He seemed to see a big bed. On the big bed, a charming woman with tearful moles at the corners of her eyes was entangled with the man's body.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his teeth hit the itchy back teeth, and he breathed: "president Tang and I can't tell clearly. I'd better contact Miss Cheng another day."

Tang Yiyu's voice was as cold as ice and very cold: "president Fang should know that Cheng Anran is my wife. Miss Cheng shouted at this mouth. Are you too disrespectful to me? Shouldn't you call her Mrs. Tang?"

Tang Yiyu couldn't help proclaiming his sovereignty. He knew that Fang Minghui might be simply flirting with Cheng Anran, but he didn't care. He didn't want the other party to do this to Cheng Anran.

At this time, possessiveness stands at the top and breaks through reason.

Fang Minghui raised his eyebrows. Of course, he called it on purpose.

Before, he flirted with the other party in front of Cheng Anran. The other party called Mrs. Tang, but now he deliberately wants to call Miss Cheng. He brought a little ambiguous in it.

Of course, this is unilateral ambiguity. It's hard to say whether Cheng Anran can perceive it.

Fang Minghui smiled and said in an innocent tone, "it's not wrong for me to call her that. In my opinion, she has her own main surname before and after marriage. She is not your accessory, so what's the problem with calling her Miss Cheng? Or president Tang thinks she should be your accessory. Among the foreign population, she can only be Mrs. Tang, not herself?"

Tang Yiyu narrowed his eyes and despised and shameless Fang Minghui's form of secretly changing the concept.

"President Fang is so eloquent that I won't argue with you about this. Let's talk about the cooperation between you and my wife. At that time, she signed the cooperation with you in order to protect me. I didn't know it. Now I know. Naturally, there is no reason for my wife to sacrifice. President Fang cut a price. How much money is willing to invalidate the agreement between his wife and you." Tang Yiyu directly showdown.

He doesn't mind spending more money to satisfy Fang Minghui, who has a big appetite. He just doesn't want Cheng Anran to contact such people.

He doesn't deserve Cheng Anran to waste time for him.

Tang Yiyu thought that Fang Minghui's purpose must be to blackmail himself.

Unexpectedly, when Fang Minghui heard this, he just smiled and said, "president Tang, although I love money, I am a person with the spirit of contract. I have negotiated an agreement with Miss Cheng, so I can't go back. How can I accept your money to terminate the cooperation? It violates the spirit of contract."

Tang Yiyu's face became gloomy: "if this is a bargaining process, president Fang, no, you can directly say a number."

As long as it's not particularly outrageous, he will try to be satisfied.

Fang Minghui insisted: "president Tang, I really don't want money. I just hope to cooperate with Miss Cheng happily."

Tang Yiyu: "president Fang, just let it go. I don't have a limit. You can ask for more."

Fang Minghui: "president Tang, why do you have to measure me with money? I really just think Miss Cheng's business value is very good. I want to cooperate with her and make sparks, or what president Tang is afraid of."

In fact, both of them knew what Tang should fear.

A beautiful wife suddenly provokes a jackal like man. How can it reassure people.

But Fang Minghui wants to pretend to be confused and provoke Tang Yiyu. He doesn't believe Tang Yiyu will really say what he's afraid of. The proud man won't allow himself to show timidity to any man.

The fact is true. After a few seconds of silence, Tang Yiyu finally said, "in that case, say it for my wife and look forward to the smooth cooperation."

With that, Tang Yiyu hung up.

The winter wind rolled two people, and Fang Minghui sighed with regret.

I'm a little unhappy that I didn't flirt with anyone today.

Over there, Tang Yiyu, who put down the phone, rubbed his temples, walked to the electronic screen of the still open video and said, "this is the end of the meeting. Find the agent and contact me again."

With that, he turned and went straight to Cheng Anran's room.

He went in and looked closely at the beautiful woman sleeping.

It's this beautiful face that attracts bees and butterflies everywhere.