My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Tang Yiyu's banquet invitation was still put together.

He thought about going to the Party of Fang's group, but because of the relationship between Fang and Tang, he felt that Fang Minghui would not invite him, so he went to someone to ask for an invitation and prepared to get in with the invitation of another company.

When the white night knew this, the corners of his eyes would be drawn to heaven: "president, this is not good. You represent our Tang's face. My wife has come back. There are plenty of opportunities to meet. We can seek cooperation with my wife. There is no need to sneak into the banquet."

Cheng Anran has been away for two years, but whether it is Tang Yiyu himself or white night, he acquiesces to Cheng Anran or Mrs. Tang.

The surface of the white night is not obvious, but the heart collapses to catch the horse.

President, we and Fang are like water and fire. Don't you hit yourself in the face?

If someone sees it, where does Tang's face go?

As Tang's gold medal secretary, Bai Ye thinks it can't, it can't!

But does the president listen?

Sorry, Mr. Tang didn't listen.

He said stubbornly, "white night, I can't wait. At that time, I want to see an ran tomorrow. If I wait any longer, I'll be crazy."

Of course, we can seek cooperation, but there are too many variables. What if she doesn't want to see?

Now that he hasn't seen anyone, Tang Yiyu is full of anxiety. Only when he sees her standing in front of him can his heart, which has been hanging for two years, be completely down and implemented.

He missed her so much that he was crazy. He really wanted to see her and have a word with her.

Seeing Tang Yiyu like this in the daytime, he thought for a moment and said, "it's OK. It's a masquerade party at that time. President, you can choose an eye mask that covers a larger area of your face and put it on. Don't let people recognize it."

White night said, a face of life can not be loved.

Tang Yiyu frowned: "how a feeling of dying."

White night forced a smile: "no, I'm tired recently."

He really didn't think Tang Yiyu's face could cover up the past. It was too dazzling.

Bai Ye thought it would be a shame this time, but unexpectedly, Fang Minghui sent an invitation two hours before the banquet.

Bai Ye took Ruhuozhibao and hurriedly sent it to Tang Yiyu: "president, Fang sent an invitation. You can go to the banquet in a dignified manner."

Tang Yiyu changed into a dress and just put on his cufflinks. Looking back, he saw the excited look of Baiye and frowned slightly: "was I not upright before?"

White night smiled awkwardly: "neither."

It's very obscene. After all, he is a sworn enemy of others, but he sneaks into other people's banquet. If the host recognizes him and asks him why he didn't invite him, it's really a joke.

Now with a real invitation, those embarrassments and worries disappear.

At the moment, the white night actually gave birth to a little favor to each other's Ming emblem.

Fang Minghui knows that Cheng Anran is willing to invite his president at the banquet. He is also an honest man.

The gentleman Fang Minghui looked at Cheng Anran in a red dress and whistled, "Cheng design is so beautiful today."

Cheng Anran's beautiful red skirt shows her back, and the skirt below sways and drags the floor, which is hot and elegant.

Cheng Anran glared at him and warned, "be serious, Yaya hasn't slept yet!"

As soon as Fang Minghui heard that his daughter hadn't slept, she quickly turned positive and didn't dare to joke. However, the whistle was heard.

The little justice messenger who defended Mommy rushed out of the toy room, pointed to Fang Minghui and said, "you're bad! Play a hooligan!"

Cheng Anran covers her forehead. Fang Minghui quickly says, "no, no, baby, I really don't. I'm kidding."

Ya Ya hummed angrily, "don't joke with Mommy!"

Although Fang Minghui is not his own father, he obviously has the quality that a daughter slave should have. He immediately admitted his mistake: "I'm wrong. Will ya ya children forgive me this time?"

Yaya snorted, "all right."

Cheng Anran was amused. She leaned down and rubbed her hair: "baby, Mommy will come back after the dance."

Yaya smiled brightly and gave Cheng Anran a thumbs up: "Mommy! Cool!"

Cheng Anran couldn't help crying and laughing: "wrong, it's time to say Mommy beauty."

Yaya: "Mommy! Beauty!"

Cheng Anran: "that's good."

Fang Minghui stood by and looked at the intimacy between his mother and daughter. A warm regret poured into his heart again.

Unfortunately, such warmth is destined not to belong to him all his life.

Fang Minghui thought that the biggest regret in his life was probably this matter. Such a lovely bud would not be his daughter, and such a beautiful Cheng Anran was destined not to be his wife.

He thought, but they all belong to others.

He thought so, but after Cheng Anran saw it, Fang Minghui immediately recovered his previous look when Cheng Anran saw it.

He got into the car with Cheng Anran as if nothing had happened.

Fang Minghui: "you should buy a car earlier."

Cheng Anran: "I never buy these things. Give you money to buy one for me."

Fang Minghui: "that's too much trouble, or I'll find one in the garage to drive for you."

Cheng Anran: "I don't want to send it. I'll take it if you sell it."

Fang Minghui: "sell, of course. It's a fool not to sell."

Cheng Anran lowered her eyebrows and smiled: "OK, you can sell it. Remember to install a children's seat for me, buy a spacious one, and take Yaya out to play later."

Fang Minghui: "don't worry, leave it to me."

The two go all the way to the party. Cheng Anran looks leisurely, but she is very nervous.

After holding back for a while, she asked, "will Tang Yiyu really go? Did you give him the invitation?"

Fang Minghui looked at her meaningfully, with a sense of ridicule.

Cheng Anran was dazed: "what's the matter?"

Fang Minghui: "I saw that you just kept talking and refusing to ask. I was almost suffocated by you. An ran, it's not like you. You're sassy."

Fang Minghui used to like her simplicity and sourness. At the moment, Cheng Anran hesitated about the other party's Ming emblem. He couldn't say anything for a moment.

Cheng Anran gave him a white look: "if you don't tease me, I'll die, right?"

Fang Minghui: "I asked honestly."

Cheng Anran: "I can't tell what it feels like, but a voice in my mind has been reminding me that Tang Yiyu and I haven't seen each other for two years. I always feel like I want to see him. It seems that everything makes me feel at a loss."

I don't know what to say or do for a while.

Obviously, she has become more and more serious in the past two years, but she seems to be more and more restrained and clumsy in this matter.

Fang Minghui looked at her soft side face lit by the light outside and whispered, "what are you afraid of? If he is in the same mood as you, he is at a loss now."

This is the reaction of those who love each other after a long separation.

I am a loser in love, only envy.