My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Tang Yiyu woke up the next day and felt a little uncomfortable on his face.

He sat for a while and felt that he had been beaten. At first, this cognition made him a little confused, but then he thought that the day Tang Yili woke up should be yesterday.

Tang Yiyu quickly turned out his mobile phone. Sure enough, I saw the call record.

The time displayed in the call record on the mobile phone proves that Tang Yili talked with Cheng Anran for a long time yesterday.

Staring at the chat record, Tang Yiyu took a deep breath and his thoughts overflowed.

What did they talk about? I must have scolded myself.

Well scolded, scold yourself more.

The slap on his face may also be played by Tang Yili. Although he hates Tang Yili, Tang Yiyu applauds Tang Yili at this time.

There's nothing wrong with the call.

Cheng Anran was too gentle and restrained. On the day of divorce, he hoped that Cheng Anran would beat himself and slap himself. In that case, it would be less uncomfortable and sad.

After opening the memo, Tang Yiyu found the message from Tang Yi's haircut.

Tang Yili: I'm blind to give you such a bastard a chance. You don't deserve it.

Besides, Tang Yili said nothing. Tang Yiyu couldn't help feeling sad and lost.

I didn't mention the situation of an ran. How is she now?

Although her own people saw her go to buy a house, how was her mental state and mood? I don't know.

Just as Tang Yiyu was staring at his mobile phone in a daze, he came back in the daytime.

The white night is dusty. It looks like I didn't sleep all night.

Tang Yiyu looked at him, "it's hard. Is it done?"

The white night still showed the professional quality of the Secretary under the dark circles and nodded slightly: "yes, President, I contacted someone last night. I asked someone to open the door in advance early this morning and sign the contract. The houses around my wife have been bought, and they have been notified to say that the house has been sold in advance."

Tang Yiyu was relieved.

At least Fang Minghui can't move to where Cheng Anran lives.

He's not stupid. He knows it's a bit of a cover up.

But even so, I still don't do it.

Even a little useless obstruction is OK. He hopes to prevent Fang Minghui from approaching.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yiyu said, "help me urge Fang Minghui to arrange the plan I said as soon as possible."

White night: "yes, president."

Tang Yiyu: "also, I will be discharged today."

White night was anxious: "president, you are not completely well, and we are not going to deceive the mysterious man. Is it appropriate to leave the hospital now?"

Tang Yiyu: "I'm more suspicious after living in the hospital for a long time. If I'm seriously ill, I must try my best to hide it, otherwise the shares of Tang Group will suffer, so it's normal to leave the hospital as soon as possible."

White night hesitated: "but does your body matter?"

Tang Yiyu: "it's all right."

He said he got out of bed and began to change his clothes.

The white night looked complex and wanted to talk.

He knew that even if he said something, his president would not really listen to him.

In this world, the only person who can persuade this person is probably his wife. Unfortunately, his wife is not here now.

After changing his clothes, Tang Yiyu stood stupidly watching the white night, and lightly raised his eyebrow: "don't worry, I can't die and won't spoil my body. I still have to keep a good body to catch Anran back, so I know."

The white night was stunned and immediately reacted.

I'm worried too much now. I'm worried that the president will be knocked down because of the double blow of body and divorce.

But think about it, divorce is a plan, and the president is no longer uncomfortable, but because there is still a chance to catch up in the future, the current president can't be depressed and won't really joke about his life.

The white night slowed down and said, "well, the president is right. Only by living well can there be infinite possibilities in the future. Madam is still waiting for us."

Tang Yiyu put on his clothes and left the hospital soon.

The subordinate of the mysterious man who has been observing from a distance immediately went back to report.

Subordinate: "I exaggerate the facts when I look at the report. He will be discharged immediately after such a serious illness?"

Mysterious man: "fool, don't you wait for the stock of the Tang Group to plummet without leaving the hospital? Whether he lives in the hospital or not is not an important issue. Recently, pay attention to the Tang family villa to see if there are some medical staff who often go in and out."

"Yes, boss." the subordinates muttered in their hearts.

The boss came to city a for only one thing, that is to observe Tang Yiyu and destroy others' feelings.

It's a little abnormal.

*

Another day the sun rises. When Cheng Anran gets up from bed, he determines that he can't continue like this today.

After she came back from abroad, a pile of work had been piled up in the wedding dress studio and dress customization.

With the popularity not soaring and the opening of overseas reputation, her popularity is also rising. Of course, orders are also increasing gradually.

She hasn't been in charge of her work recently. She can't be so decadent today, otherwise she will really lose her job.

In the past, she didn't believe that someone would ruin her career for another person. Now it seems not impossible.

When people are too sad, they can't think about anything else, let alone work.

But life still needs to go on. Since it can't be someone who can accompany you, it shows that work is more reliable.

Cheng Anran wants to continue to work and take care of her career. She will have another vision for life.

Take a deep breath. Cheng Anran ordered milk for breakfast, and then——

"Oh, what's the taste of today's milk? It's not going well early in the morning." Cheng Anran changed the orange juice unhappily.

With the sour and sweet orange juice, Cheng Anran is better at last.

After cleaning up, Cheng Anran went to the wedding dress studio.

Cheng Anran hesitated when she received two people who made custom wedding dresses, but when she paid the deposit.

Many people are attracted by this wedding dress studio. She came as the halo of Mrs. Tang's rich family.

Many people feel that their happiness is linked to their wedding dress, so Cheng Anran doesn't know that after her divorce, these people won't feel that their wedding dress has value to buy.

Cheng Anran rubbed her eyebrows and found a reason. The dress and wedding dress need to be adjusted, so it will take a few days to reply whether they can be customized.

Now these people know how hot Cheng Anran is, so they just want to take a chance, but they don't force it.

Cheng Anran didn't finish until she finally decided on two more dresses.

At the end of the day, Guan he and Xiaomei got together.

"Do you think today's Cheng design doesn't seem very happy?"

"Well, although it's no different from usual, it doesn't seem to laugh much."

"It should be said that the most abnormal thing is not just Cheng design. There is something wrong with our whole store."

Everyone was silent and looked around at the flowers in the whole shop.

Since a few days ago, the store has been out of stock with a continuous supply of flowers.

Cheng Anran, who was on the second floor to leave, also found this.

There are always beautiful flowers on the second floor. Hydrangea is no longer beautiful, and even begins to rot.

Just like her love.