My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

On the day of the big show, Cheng Anran began to be busy in the early morning. She called Tang Yiyu, but the other party didn't answer.

Cheng Anran blinked a little.

The night here is the day there. I'm probably busy with something.

Cheng Anran took a deep breath and took away his cell phone.

After the phone call that day, Tang Yiyu sent a message to let her concentrate on preparing a big show here. He said that he had to deal with the company recently and couldn't contact her from time to time.

Cheng Anran doesn't think there is any problem. The white night has not been solved. Of course, she has to be busy. She doesn't know how Tang Group is now?

But

My heart is still lonely.

Now her mind is full of Tang Yiyu, so the feeling of loneliness is particularly heavy.

No, she can't stand it. She'll show her cards when she gets back.

But fortunately, after today, everything will end. Today is the big show time.

Cheng Anran told herself that she would call him after the big show ended smoothly. I hope it will be good news for him at that time.

As soon as he turned around, Cheng ran to Fang Minghui.

Today, Fang Minghui is wearing a handsome suit with a dazzling RUBY BROOCH on his chest.

Cheng Anran roughly estimated that the brooch must be tens of millions.

She said casually, "it's worthy of being a gem merchant. The brooch is very beautiful."

Fang Minghui raised her eyebrows: "of course, you have to wear it."

Cheng Anran: "thank you. I don't really need it."

And——

Cheng Anran looked down at his black and red dress and matched it with the other party's black dress and RUBY BROOCH inexplicably.

Cheng Anran frowned: "this is my home. I won't stand with you today, so can you stay in your guest seat?"

Fang Minghui raised her eyebrows and smiled. Unexpectedly, she bent over and gave her a gentleman's salute: "unless you need it or not, it's as you want, my lady."

Cheng Anran mentioned the skirt corner and didn't buy it: "you're too wild. Pretending to be a gentleman is neither fish nor fowl. The really elegant gentleman should be my husband's --"

At this point, Cheng Anran stopped again. She didn't mean to show her love.

Just for a moment, she thought of Tang Yiyu, who was elegant and expensive.

Always so upright, handsome, although always a cold face, but every action is elegant.

Fang Minghui is really different from him. Fang Minghui has hidden ferocity and wildness.

She had to admit that both of them had traces of time.

Tang Yiyu was born in a rich family and was born with elegance. Fang Minghui dared to fight and fight all the way out. He was full of dangerous temperament.

Fang Minghui's heart was hurt. He looked at Cheng Anran and said, "look at me, I can't compare with Tang Yiyu at all, can I?"

Yes, after all, she made up her ideal husband in her heart, but she regarded herself as a bedbug.

Fang Minghui laughed at himself.

He knew how much he loved him and how ugly it was to chase a woman like this. After all, he was bored when women were so obsessed with him.

But the heart is very afraid and uncomfortable.

Cheng Anran paused and looked at him. The light outside was dim, and his face could not see any expression.

Cheng Anran feels that he should give the other party a fatal verbal injury, so that the other party can shrink back.

But I don't think it's necessary.

What hurts people's self-esteem is too bad for her conscience and goes against her fundamental principles of life.

"I have never despised or denied you. You and Tang Yiyu have their own charm. In your life, countless women are attracted to you, aren't they? But the difference is that your charm falls in my eyes. I can see that Tang Yiyu's charm falls in my heart, and I am deeply attracted by it. Therefore, the problem is not who is higher and who is lower, but I want Tang Yiyu. "

I want Tang Yiyu, but I don't want you, so no matter how charming you are, it has nothing to do with me.

Fang Minghui trembled in his heart. His hand was clenched in his pocket. His heart was painful and happy.

She was not only happy that she had never despised herself, but also painful that she said she had only Tang Yiyu in her heart.

But no matter what mood, there is no doubt——

"Do you know if you say so, I can't let go?" Fang Minghui's brown eyes stared at her beautiful face: "why don't you say something cruel? You have to say so gently?"

Cheng Anran said positively, "don't get me wrong. I just don't think you've done anything bad to me. I don't have to trample on your self-esteem without conscience. I'm not gentle to you. I'm just talking about rational and objective facts. Although I admit your charm, I don't admit your morality. It's wrong to stare at a married woman every day. I advise you to take care of yourself."

The sassy skirt went away with the tread of high heels, leaving only Fang Minghui standing there alone.

He bowed his head and whispered, "haven't you done... Anything bad?"

He doesn't know if what he's doing is a bad thing.

I only know that the more I love her, her love and hate are clear, honest and clear.

He couldn't let go at all, so he went step by step in the routine arranged by some personnel in advance.

Last night, he received another letter from the mysterious man. The letter said that if he would wear a bright brooch and follow Cheng Anran today, there would be a beautiful hero to save the United States?

He didn't know what would happen, but one thing was certain that the man was everywhere.

It's mysterious, dangerous, and I don't know why.

It seems that Tang Yiyu should be in trouble, but he always works hard on himself and Cheng Anran.

Fang Minghui is a little agitated. The enemy of the enemy is indeed a friend and worth taking advantage of, but he doesn't want to be infected with such people whose origin is unknown and the degree of danger is uncertain.

Wan Yiyi is bad for Cheng Anran, which makes it even more troublesome.

Fang Minghui swayed for a while, but he still had to wait and see what would happen to Cheng Anran.

Cheng Anran doesn't know that Fang Minghui has not only VIP cards, but also work cards, but the work cards are temporarily in his pocket.

The big show opened soon. The whole show was full of Fairy Spirit and made a cold moonlight set. All the on-site layout flashed a faint silver light.

Many people came to the wedding dress show. Under the soothing music, the model of the first designer took the stage. After twelve models walked around, the designer himself followed the model on the stage

At this moment, Cheng Anran finally feels that she is really in it, in a show.

This is not a microblog. It doesn't depend on Mrs. Tang's popularity and doesn't need gimmicks. Now her wedding dress will meet the world as her own work.

"Ah!" suddenly, with a soft cry, Cheng Anran's heart "clattered" for a moment. Suddenly, he turned back and saw a model looking at Cheng Anran with a pale face: "Cheng design, the wedding dress is dirty. What should I do!"

Cheng Anran's head suddenly blew up.