My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

In city a, Tang Yiyu followed his own ideas and investigated people who wanted to destroy the feelings between himself and his wife. Soon, Fang Minghui fell into his sight during the investigation.

Instead of white night, Jiang Ze gave the investigation report to Fang Minghui.

"President, president Fang is not in China. I checked carefully. He left city a the day his wife left." Jiang Ze's tone became more and more dignified.

Tang Yiyu looked at the document with crossed hands and looked gloomy: "is the destination where my wife went?"

Jiang Ze was a little embarrassed, but he nodded: "it's... The same flight."

Cheng Anran didn't charter a plane that day. In fact, there was no reason. Both of them felt it was unnecessary. Especially Cheng Anran didn't like these useless extravagance and waste. He just took first class.

However, the result was completely unexpected.

She took first class alone, and in first class with her was another man.

Both the investigation results and Cheng Anran's failure to mention meeting Fang Minghui in the past few days were beyond Tang Yiyu's expectation.

For a time, Tang Yiyu's heart was heavy and messy.

The impression is that the man met Cheng Anran after the hot search in the same-sex scandal.

The time was not right. Before that, he could be sure that the two had never met.

That night, because even when he met Cheng Anran in the bar, his attitude was not abnormal.

How could it be Fang Minghui? Even if he saw Fang Minghui's intention to Cheng Anran, even if he had provoked, Tang Yiyu still felt that it should not be this person.

Perhaps the most unlikely option is the final answer?

The dark tide in Tang Yiyu's heart began to surge again.

Why didn't Cheng Anran tell herself she met Fang Minghui?

At this moment, is she with Fang Minghui?

Tang Yiyu took a deep breath and pressed his thoughts like an undercurrent.

He thought of trust.

He can't be affected by his illness. His illness is much better.

He should trust Cheng Anran. Cheng Anran must know nothing.

Cheng Anran doesn't know anything about the accident at daynight. As for not telling himself to meet Fang Minghui, maybe it's because he knows that he is busy for the company and doesn't want to add a burden to himself.

In the past, Cheng Anran has always been gentle, considerate and considerate.

The most important thing is not to doubt, but to trust.

He should trust her. He believes that she is different from his mother. People are different, and the Tang family has no curse.

And Fang Minghui has many doubts. He can't be completely sure whether the enemy is him, but it's certain that he can't get rid of the relationship. We must check it.

"Send someone to continue to check. Check where Minghui has settled and what he is doing these days." Tang Yiyu ordered to go on.

Jiang Ze Yingcheng: "yes, president."

When Jiang Ze left, Tang Yiyu rubbed his eyebrows, picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. He called Cheng Anran.

The phone rang several times, and Cheng Anran's happy voice came from there: "husband ~ ~"

Tang Yi paused for a moment before he said, "what are you doing, an ran? Are you okay there?"

Cheng Anran: "I'll do the final inspection before the show, and the show will start the day after tomorrow."

Tang Yiyu: "is everything going well?"

Cheng Anran: "it's going well, just..."

Tang Yiyu's heart was lifted when she heard her hesitation.

Is this a showdown with yourself? Are you going to tell yourself about Fang Minghui? Tang Yiyu felt his heart beat faster.

Over there, Cheng Anran seemed to hide in a quiet place and said, "I'm just very nervous and uneasy. This is my first time to participate in this kind of show. Will I really be recognized? What if I fail and everyone doesn't like my wedding dress?"

Tang Yiyu didn't expect that he would come like this. He didn't speak for a while. Cheng Anran thought that Tang Yiyu had come like a lone wolf for so many years, and there was no help and comfort. He was certainly unable to understand his hypocrisy at the moment. He was a little embarrassed and said, "look at me, it's a little hypocritical. Forget it. It's all right. It's just a show. I --"

"Your excellence is beyond doubt." Tang Yiyu interrupts Cheng Anran: "I never comfort people, so just tell the truth, whether it's your design concept or your wedding dress, I'm very good. You haven't been on a bigger stage before, just because you don't have a chance. Now the opportunity comes, believe me, you will shine. Your ceremonial clothes should naturally exist in the show."

Cheng Anran was praised, her face turned red and her heart warmed. She leaned against the window and there was a beautiful beach in the distance. However, she especially missed the spring of city A.

"Thank you, husband. With your encouragement, I have more confidence." Cheng Anran said.

Tang Yiyu: "I told the truth."

Cheng Anran smiled and said mischievously, "Oh, what if the result is different from what you said, and I am badly criticized?"

Tang Yiyu was silent for a few seconds and said, "then I'll spend money to gather people who don't appreciate you and put them in the design room to make a dress."

Cheng Anran 'poof' smiled: "it's too overbearing."

In order to coax his wife, Tang Yiyu didn't mind saying anything now and smiled: "is it inconsistent with my identity?"

Cheng Anran covers his lips: "it's too consistent. You're the president of Ba."

Tang Yiyu's lips revealed a smile: "what strange adjective is this?"

Cheng Anran: "praise you."

Reluctantly chatted for a while. Cheng Anran said, "it's getting late. You have to be busy. I'll continue to supervise the work."

"Well," Tang Yiyu answered. After all, he finally said, "there's nothing else on your mind?"

Cheng Anran's eyelids jumped, covered up and said, "no, I can have something on my mind."

Tang Yiyu's heart was pricked by a subtle needle, and his voice was a little hoarse: "it's good not to have it. I'm also very good here. Everything is going well."

When the phone hangs up, Cheng Anran stands in front of the window, letting the wind blow her hair.

She didn't confess. It should be said that she missed the best time not only because of Fang Minghui's threat, but also because she didn't know how to confess.

But - it should be all right.

She had a clear conscience and didn't have anything to do with Fang Minghui.

"It's so sweet. Do you talk on the phone every day?"

An annoying voice came from behind. Cheng Anran turned angrily: "do you have the hobby of eavesdropping on other people's calls?"

Fang Minghui put his arms around his chest and smiled: "I didn't eavesdrop. You didn't close the door of the fire passage. I listened openly."

Cheng Anran doesn't care about him, but Fang Minghui loves to pay attention to her.

"What's the matter? He suspects you?"

Listen to the last two sentences as if you were tempted.

Cheng Anran's heart jumped and stared at him, "what nonsense are you talking about, No."