My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Fang Minghui got up very early that day. He put a little exaggerated medicine on his "injured" face and brought it to Cheng Anran.

He planned to take her out when he picked her up.

Since Tang Yiyu arranged more people around him, he should know more about himself and Cheng Anran.

He didn't intend to ignore the mysterious man's letter, nor did he intend to really take shady photos to Tang Yiyu, but it's OK to show Tang Yiyu some daily sweet photos.

For example, his date with Cheng Anran.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't say it's a date with Cheng Anran, Cheng Anran won't have an opinion, and Tang Yiyu will feel that he and Cheng Anran are dating.

Fang Minghui thought very slowly. After looking at his face, he thought he hurt his neck.

The wound on your face should not be too obvious, otherwise it's not easy to go to the street. Stick adhesive tape on the corner of your mouth. It looks a little evil and wild.

Fang Minghui picked up his coat and called Cheng Anran.

The phone rang until I thought the other party would hang up.

Cheng Anran: "hello."

Fang Minghui's voice was filled with joy and tenderness: "an ran, are you still at your friend's house? I'll pick you up now?"

Cheng Anran: "I'm going to the studio now. Come to my studio to find me. I just want to tell you something."

Fang Minghui did not doubt him: "OK, I'll go to find you now. You wait for me."

Cheng Anran took a deep breath and pressed his bag.

The gun given by Fang Minghui is still in this bag.

Fang Minghui gave her this gun. She successfully removed her defenses before. Now she really uses it to protect herself.

Cheng Anran is not afraid that the gun is fake. Fang Minghui is an expert in art and is bold. It is estimated that he will not engage in fake guns.

Cheng Anran also felt that if it wasn't necessary, she really didn't want to move this thing with Fang Minghui.

The reason why Cheng Anran chose the meeting place in the studio was that it was originally her territory. Secondly, it was her own people and helpers. It was the safest place she could think of.

Half an hour later, Fang Minghui went to the second floor of the dyeing studio.

As soon as he went up, there was a fryer under him.

"How handsome, who is it?"

"I think this should be the president of Fang's group, the one who works with us."

"Oh, are you here to talk about cooperation? I think some gossip in the evening says that our family Cheng design has an ambiguous relationship with Fang Minghui. "

"Nonsense, Cheng design is not like that. Did you know her the first day?"

Cheng Anran was on the second floor and blocked all the news below. After the glass door was closed, she raised her eyes and looked at Fang Minghui coming towards her.

Her eyes were very serious and heavy. When she saw Fang Minghui's heart, her feet hesitated.

Her eyes are obviously wrong. What happened?

Because of that letter?

No, no way.

Shouldn't she have seen it?

Fang Minghui took a breath imperceptibly, walked over and pretended to say hello: "an ran, did you have a good time with your friends yesterday?"

Cheng Anran's hand is tightly clenched. She is not so afraid to sit and stand when she sees Fang Minghui now. Maybe it's because this is her home. Maybe she sees Fang Minghui and sees that his face is always a familiar smile. Cheng Anran suddenly feels that he should not be a bad person.

In short, Cheng Anran calmed down.

"Sit down and have a drink?" Cheng Anran said.

Fang Minghui noticed that he had got a little strange. He was inexplicably hairy in his heart, but he didn't show much. He smiled: "no, I drink Soybean Milk in the morning. Recently, I drank soybean milk with you and found that soybean milk is really good."

Cheng Anran looked at him and smiled, "really."

This perfunctory smile made Fang Minghui a little unable to laugh.

He always thought something had happened, but he didn't dare to ask.

He has only one idea now. Take Cheng Anran home.

"Ann ran, are you still busy here? You should be careful now. Can't you do anything well when you lie on the couch at home?" Fang Minghui coaxed in a low voice.

Something's wrong. He has a wound on his face. Cheng Anran can see at a glance why he doesn't ask at all. It's not normal.

Cheng Anran glanced at him: "how did you get hurt?"

Fang Minghui: "it was played by Tang Yiyu."

Cheng Anran was calm when she heard this sentence: "why did he hit you?"

Fang Minghui was very upset, but he continued along with the story he made up: "it's probably because of embarrassment. You live with me. When his brother knew about it, he became angry. What a stingy man. He obviously proposed the divorce, and now he's in charge of you. If he was really so good, how could he take the initiative to divorce."

Cheng Anran: "Fang Minghui, don't you know why Tang Yiyu divorced me? I think you know best."

Fang Minghui's body stiffened for a moment, and his deep brown eyes stared at Cheng Anran: "Anran, what are you talking about? I can't understand."

Cheng Anran: "I don't understand, do I? Well, I don't want all the luggage I put in your house. We won't meet again in the future. The contract is terminated. It's as if I've never known Fang Minghui."

"No! No!" Fang Minghui blurted out and grabbed Cheng Anran's hand on the table: "Anran, you can't do this!"

Cheng Anran broke free of his hand: "Fang Minghui! Don't act here. I saw yesterday's letter! You know what you have done best in your heart!"

If Fang Minghui was struck by lightning, it was one thing to guess in his heart, and it was another thing to say it face to face.

The letter was seen, the letter was seen.

At this moment, Fang Minghui's brain burst out countless moments to explain, and he didn't know where to explain.

He just knew that Cheng Anran saw all his meanness.

He once thought he could frankly face the fact that he would do anything for love. He thought he was not afraid of anything, but at this moment he knew he was wrong.

It turned out that he would be afraid. He was afraid that Cheng Anran knew the unbearable truth.

"An ran, it's not what you think. Let me explain!" Fang Minghui said anxiously.

Cheng Anran nodded calmly: "OK, you say, you explain, I listen."

She will give him a chance to explain and let him explain well.

Fang Minghui was stunned, speechless for a while, and said bitterly, "I don't know where to explain. I'm a little confused, but don't believe that letter. I didn't think about what to do to you. I won't hurt you, and I won't take photos."

When she thought that Cheng Anran cheated herself out of Fang's house yesterday, Fang Minghui was not happy.

He looked at Cheng Anran bitterly: "so you escaped from my house yesterday? Now you're afraid of what I'll do to you when you meet me here? Anran, have you really trusted me?"