My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Tang Yiyu's number saved by Cheng Anran earlier was still his name. Later, after the two loved each other one night, Tang Yiyu turned it out and changed it to this name.

This man is really presumptuous. Obviously, he holds himself as Tang Yili at night, but he is presumptuous enough to change the title of "Tang Yiyu". He is almost waiting to be exposed.

Fortunately, Cheng Anran doesn't want to expose it. Tianmi agrees to this title.

At this time, Cheng Anran and Fang Minghui's eyes fell on the title at the same time.

Fang Minghui narrowed his eyes: "your husband's phone."

Cheng Anran raised her hand and wanted to answer the phone, but Fang Minghui smiled with a very bad lip. "Kind" reminded her: "guess what he would think if I said a few words next to you when you answered the phone?"

Cheng Anran looks at him warily and speaks? What did you say? Knowing that it would not be a good word, Cheng Anran gritted her teeth: "don't die."

Fang Minghui raised her eyebrows and said, "my mouth often doesn't listen to my brain."

Cheng Anran glanced at the phone. She knew she should answer it and had to answer it.

It's better to understand the uneasiness brought by the phone than to answer the phone and let Fang Minghui make a sound.

She knows Tang Yiyu's illness and how she can't understand the phone.

"We are just ordinary cooperation. If you say something you shouldn't say, I seriously tell you that the cooperation may end." Cheng Anran said seriously.

Fang Minghui finally restrained his careless temperament, raised his hands and said, "OK, OK, I lost. I'm kidding. I won't say anything. Shut up and be a transparent person."

Cheng Anran was not sure whether his words were reliable. After all, the man was full of nonsense, but she picked up the phone at the last moment when she was about to cut off.

"Hello, husband." Cheng Anran opened his mouth, but stared at Fang Minghui with a warning to prevent him from talking nonsense.

However, Fang Minghui's heart trembled. She looked at herself like she was talking to herself.

Tut, a woman who provokes people but doesn't know it.

Cheng Anran doesn't know that all her thoughts are here. Tang Yiyu listens carefully to the reaction on the other end of the phone.

There was a reaction at that end. Tang Yiyu answered, and his tone sounded flat: "where?"

Cheng Anran: "outside."

Tang Yiyu asked again, "alone?"

Cheng Anran bit her lip and felt that she was answering a send proposition.

At this time, Fang Minghui smiled, typed a line on his mobile phone and handed it to Cheng Anran.

Fang Minghui: dinner with me tonight. I can acquiesce in you lying to him. You are alone and will never make trouble. You can ask me to get off the bus.

Cheng Anran frowned. As soon as she wanted to say something, she saw that the driver was instructed by Fang Minghui's gesture and really parked the car on the roadside.

Cheng Anran hesitated.

Tang Yiyu's illness affects his trust in women. He is too hostile to Minghui. Cheating on him may save a lot of trouble.

But Cheng Anran bit her lip. In a short minute, Tang Yiyu clenched her hands and looked blue. She was almost disappointed.

"I'm not alone. I'm here to talk to Fang's group. Together with Fang Minghui, I'm going to the studio to talk about TV drama costume design."

Tang Yiyu looked at it. He thought Cheng Anran was going to lie, but he didn't expect that she told the truth. For a moment, Tang Yiyu didn't know how to react.

Fang Minghui was also surprised.

Cheng Anran obviously doesn't want Tang Yiyu to know that he meets her. How can he admit it now.

Cheng Anran not only admitted it, but also further smiled softly: "don't be angry, send you the address, and pick me up later?"

Tang Yiyu's Adam's apple rolled, and the dark tide in his heart faded, leaving only softness.

He opened his mouth, spoiled and helpless: "it's really tempting."

Cheng Anran was a little cunning and said, "it's better to start first. I have to coax you before you get angry, so come and pick me up? I want to eat hot pot in the evening."

Tang Yiyu: "go, how can I violate my wife's request? Send me the address."

Cheng Anran smiled and hung up the phone, then sent the address.

My heart was also slightly relieved.

She was glad that she had made the right choice. Trust did not rely on lying advice. Even if the lie was really good for him, it would be a real injury if it was more often.

Let's be honest and solve it.

I'm honest. I can't say anything.

Fang Minghui took down the stage next to him: "Alas, it's troublesome for you to go around. You can solve the problem with a meal at night. Why so troublesome."

Cheng Anran: "where's the trouble? I'd rather have dinner with my husband than you."

Fang Minghui looked a little unhappy. He deliberately smiled and said, "Tang Yiyu is really a troublesome man and needs a woman to coax him. Does he often lose his temper with you on weekdays? You want to."

Cheng Anran proudly raised his head: "he is very kind to me. I'm willing to coax him."

Fang Minghui is in a worse mood.

Cheng Anran's voice was waxy, and Tang Yiyu's voice lingered in his ears. It was not to him, but to the ice face.

On the other side, Tang Yiyu breathed a sigh of relief in the president's office.

He felt that he was still narrow-minded.

He was really angry when he received the call from Bai Ye just now. He didn't distrust Cheng Anran, but he couldn't control himself.

All betrayals begin with lies. He is afraid that once Cheng Anran lies to himself, he will doubt all her words out of control.

His illness had a far-reaching impact on him, but Cheng Anran solved the problem in a frank and further way.

Tang Yiyu couldn't help but feel that he should also work hard. Why did Cheng Anran go to the way group dare not tell him, just afraid of thinking more.

He is Cheng Anran's husband. He should show his husband's attitude and be more atmospheric.

Tang Yiyu thought, looked through the address in his mobile phone and sent it to Baiye.

Tang Yiyu: [bring coffee and afternoon tea to the crew here.]

White night: [OK, president.]

White night saw the play that should be Fang's investment, I was a little relieved.

It seems that the president and his wife didn't quarrel. If only they didn't quarrel, they shouldn't affect themselves.

When Fang Minghui came to the crew with Cheng Anran in a bad mood, he found that everyone was resting and drinking high-grade afternoon tea and snacks.

Fang Minghui met the director and said hello: "who is so generous?"

The director looked at Cheng Anran and said with a smile, "thank you, designer Cheng."

Cheng Anran pointed to herself, a little confused: "me?"

No, she didn't order anything at all.

The director was not afraid to die and said in front of Fang Minghui: "president Tang invited him. President Tang is very good at Cheng's design. The husband and wife really love each other."

Fang Minghui: "

Autistic. This is his territory. Does Tang Yiyu have any rules!