My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

His men and bodyguards don't know why the boss hates Tang Yiyu. Probably only the man himself knows.

At five o'clock in the morning, Tang Yiyu was sleepless.

Cheng Anran slept heavily next to her because she was too sleepy.

He got up and looked at the horizon. He opened his cell phone and looked at it. Lin guining said that if the organizing committee really annoyed Cheng Anran, he could also file a lawsuit.

He knew he couldn't get there, so he was ready to spend some money so that Cheng Anran could successfully participate in the exhibition.

Not just to calm down this time, he intuitively felt that it was not over.

Tang Yiyu was still confused.

If we target the down group, we should put some economic pressure on it, but these events, although large and small, are centered between him and Cheng Anran.

As if to - try to break them up.

If so, who would it be?

Tang Yiyu thought of Tang Yili for the first time. Of course, he was able to do this. However, it was impossible for him to beat himself too hard. He was not so evil as to believe such a thing.

Fang Minghui?

He is also capable of doing it, but Fang Minghui didn't even know Cheng Anran before these things happened.

Tang Yiyu knows why he can't catch each other.

Because everyone else is doing something for a purpose.

For this purpose, we should do whatever we can to achieve our goal.

This time, several incidents are more like a kind of harassment that leaves with one punch.

Someone buried the lead, and then the development completely ignored, so he often ended up in the process of tracing because the other party immediately hid in the dark.

"What do you want to do? What are you aiming at?" Tang Yiyu became more anxious because he couldn't get the answer.

He wants to protect Cheng Anran. The other party doesn't care about him. He just doesn't want to bring Cheng Anran's business, but everything seems to backfire.

It was not until dawn that Cheng Anran woke up when Tang Yiyu went downstairs to make coffee and drank it. Then he went upstairs.

Cheng Anran thought that the other party had just woke up and was tired. "Are you awake?"

Tang Yiyu didn't say he didn't sleep at all last night. He tucked in the quilt corner for her, and then said, "go to sleep again. Don't worry about going to the studio?"

Cheng Anran nodded, then remembered something, and said lazily, "give me your mobile phone."

Tang Yiyu brought her a mobile phone. Cheng Anran unlocked it and opened wechat to have a look.

It's the former Kesi group. It's said that several young people will come today.

Cheng Anran struggled to get up: "I can't sleep. I have to get up. The previous master of Kesi introduced several younger generations to work in the team. I have to take over people."

Tang Yiyu frowned: "do you need to go in person for such a thing? Give me the name of the flight and I'll arrange someone to go."

Cheng Anran hesitated: "no, I'll pay attention to it myself."

She said so, but her legs softened when she got out of bed. She almost knelt directly in front of Tang Yiyu. Tang Yiyu quickly stretched out her hand to help her.

Cheng Anran: "

This is really... I almost invited the emperor to say hello early in the morning.

Fortunately, Tang Yiyu stopped her and placed her in bed. In the face of Cheng Anran's sudden "weakness", Tang Yiyu knew that he had a very, very great responsibility, but now he couldn't recognize it. He had to scold himself: "it's Tang Yili who doesn't know how to control."

Cheng Anran: "??"

President Tang Da, you are really a good cook.

Cheng Anran can't get angry. She can't help complaining that she was obsessed last night and forgot to have something to do today.

Fortunately, Tang Yiyu, President of Jingfen, is on standby. At this time, he plays a mature and good man: "Don't worry, I will naturally entertain you. I will tell them that you came back too late from the wedding banquet on the island yesterday, so you can't pick them up. First let the Secretary pick them up and take them to eat. OK, take them to nearby scenic spots in the afternoon, and send them back to rest in the evening, so that they can report to your studio comfortably the next day, OK?"

Cheng Anran blinked and felt that everything had been arranged so plainly. She said no. she didn't know whether it was good or bad, so she nodded and said, "yes."

Tang Yiyu was satisfied. He resettled her in bed and said to her, "I'll make breakfast for you later. After you eat, go to bed. At noon, let the cook cook cook lunch at home and have a good rest. If you want to go to the studio to get something, ask someone to bring it to you."

Cheng Anran was taken care of so meticulously that her inner resentment had long disappeared.

I have to say that although the man dressed as Tang Yili is not as good as animals, and the tossing people beg for mercy one after another, it's not blowing to dress up as a Si style post. It's really like a model and convincing.

Cheng Anran went back to bed lazily, like a lady. No, it should be said that she was a lady. She lazily said, "I want to have a avocado milkshake and bread with garlic butter."

Tang Yiyu rubbed her hair and said softly, "OK, husband, I'll do it for you now."

Cheng Anran is satisfied.

After Tang Yiyu went downstairs, he made breakfast and sent a message to them.

Last night, public opinion brought a wave of rhythm. He asked the day and night to stare at what follow-up actions.

As he expected, there seemed to be no follow-up.

The white night was very puzzled and said, "even the Navy didn't continue to hire. This should have been a bigger wave, but now there's nothing. We also contacted a former reporter an. He said that someone contributed anonymously and he carried out his own follow-up verification. I don't say much. The other party recorded for free and said that we threatened."

These reporters are used to confusing black and white and rubbing heat. They have to speak in perfect harmony at night.

Tang Yiyu: "not surprisingly, as I expected, the other party just wants to keep making trouble, but he doesn't seem to care how much this trouble can affect Tang's economy. It's more like --"

White night: "like what?"

Tang Yiyu swallowed the last one, which seemed to be aimed at me, and said, "it's more like a aimless fight. Well, keep staring. I'll discuss the follow-up later. You first notify the lower department and select the candidate who is willing to shoot vlog."

White night: "good president."

Tang Yiyu hangs up and hits the milkshake for Cheng Anran.

About forty minutes later, Tang Yiyu brought breakfast. Cheng Anran got up lazily from the quilt, bleary eyed like a cat.

Tang Yiyu looked soft hearted and slightly raised his eyebrow: "do you want your husband to feed you breakfast?"

Cheng Anran was the first one. He was joking and opened his mouth with a smile: "OK, my husband feeds me, ah -"

The next second, Tang Yiyu put things down, tore a piece of bread and stuffed it in her mouth, and rubbed her fingers gently on her lips.

Cheng Anran: "

No... no, no, really. Hey, I'm kidding.