My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

When a silver Porsche sports car was in front of her and the key was in her hand, Cheng Anran was greatly impacted and her soul trembled.

An uncontrollable urge to call Tang Yiyu's father came to my heart.

cause? What's the business? Isn't he fragrant with soft rice?

I have to work hard for several years to buy a Porsche.

This impulse hit her for almost a minute before Cheng Anran choked her with tears.

Trembling, he grabbed Tang Yiyu's hand. Cheng Anran ruthlessly stuffed the key back: "I don't want it!"

Yes, we can't. It's easy to turn thrift into extravagance, and it's difficult to turn extravagance into thrift.

If she drives a Porsche, what else can she see when she leaves the Tang family? Besides, Tang Yiyu said before that he couldn't take advantage of her. Why did he always use money to corrode her soul.

She's very corrosive! One corrosion can corrode, so you have to strangle all evil in the cradle!

Tang Yiyu looked at the key stuffed back and said, "Ranran, I'll give it to you and you'll take it. Why not?"

Cheng Anran looked at him seriously: "I'm a very tacky person. I'm extremely easy to be corroded by money, so you'd better take it easy."

Cheng Anran felt that he had hinted clearly.

A person who loves money, you have to use money to stimulate her. What if she goes bad is not to pit yourself.

The result was Tang Yiyu's spoiled smile. He took her hand and put the key in her hand. The temperature in the palm passed all the time: "Ranran, I'll buy you whatever you want and pick the stars in the sky."

Cheng Anran took a breath and almost didn't say something: Sir, I pinch my finger. You're very ill.

Cheng Anran felt that she really couldn't accept the Porsche. As a result, she was defeated by Tang Yiyu the next second.

Because he said, "take it. If outsiders know that Tang Yiyu's woman doesn't even have a car when she goes out, it will lose face."

It is also Mrs. Tang's responsibility to maintain the face of the Tang family.

When she heard this, she was a little relieved: "so it's still the old rule. The car can be driven for me, but it doesn't belong to me."

Tang Yiyu's eyes were deep: "can you take the car at ease?"

Cheng Anran's face was expressionless: "this can stop me from reselling my car tomorrow. You know, I'm so short of money."

Yes, after the car is sold, you can pay off your debts and save a small part of your venture capital.

Hey, that's the same sentence. Although she wears famous brands, lives in a luxury house and drives a sports car, she is a poor person, a real poor person.

When Tang Yiyu heard that she was short of money, he immediately took out a black card from his pocket: "Ranran, take it and brush it."

Cheng Anran felt that she was really going to embark on the road of indulgence. She simply turned back to the car and hung up her business smile: "Yiyu, it's getting late. Let's go home."

The meaning is very clear: it's getting late. It's time for everyone to go back to their homes and find their mothers. Don't tease me here in the middle of the night.

Tang Yiyu smiled and whispered, "what I said is true, and what I want to give you is true. Why don't you believe it?"

When Tang Yiyu got into the car, the air was filled with a cold smell, such as the smell of trees after the rain.

This time there was no smell of disinfectant in it, which made Cheng Anran feel strange.

Tang Yiyu looked back at her: "why don't you drive a Porsche?"

Cheng Anran: "... How do you think I should drive my foot?"

Tang Yiyu immediately said, "then wait until your feet are ready."

Cheng Anran nodded. Tang Yiyu drove for a while. At an intersection, he saw a busy street in the distance. Tang Yiyu was attracted: "what do you do over there? It's not like a bar street. Why are there so many people?"

Cheng Anran raised her eyes and glanced: "Oh, it's a night market food street. There are some roadside snacks. You shouldn't have eaten them."

Tang Yiyi was interested: "let's go shopping to eat."

Cheng Anran looked at him suspiciously: "is it really OK for you to go to such a place? The things here are not very clean."

When Cheng Anran thought of eating at the convenience store before, he remembered that he had eaten it last time, and there was no problem.

It's strange to think about his cleanliness, isn't it intermittent? But others are intermittent. They are good on weekdays and attack occasionally.

As for him, he is usually a cleanliness mania, and occasionally intermittent uncleanness.

After such thinking, Cheng Anran found a clue in her vague memory.

Every time he doesn't have the habit of cleanliness, he seems to have changed a person. Just like now, he smiles and looks very provocative, just like - fine points.

Yes, every time it's a fine minute.

Cheng Anran's eyes couldn't help falling on Tang Yiyu's face. Looking at the free and easy expression on his face, he felt more and more hairy and chilly behind his neck.

She thinks too much, absolutely!

Although he joked that he was fine, he could not be schizophrenic. He was normal from any point of view.

Tang's family business is so big that it is impossible for a real refined patient to control it.

Well, she really has a lot of brain tonic.

He took a deep breath and comforted himself. In this moment, the two went to the night market.

After getting off the bus, Tang Yiyu thought it was inconvenient for Cheng An to dye her feet. After thinking about it, Tang Yiyu asked her, "what do you want, I'll buy it for you."

Cheng Anran was in a trance and blurted out, "I want to drink milk tea and eat stinky tofu."

Tang Yiyu immediately promised, "OK, I'll buy it for you."

Cheng Anran returns to her senses. When she wants to hold him, the man has left.

Cheng Anran looked at each other's back and clenched her hand.

The last article of the marriage agreement is to keep each other's secrets. This agreement is clearly magnified in Cheng Anran's mind at this time.

Cheng Anran shook her head and told herself that the fewer things she knew in such a rich family, the better it would be for her. Even if she spied on something, she had to pretend that she didn't know anything. It would be better to be confused.

Anyway, these things have no impact on me. I just have to cooperate with Tang Yiyu.

Half an hour later, Tang Yiyu came back with a big bag of milk tea and a big bag of stinky tofu.

Even Cheng Anran, a stinky tofu lover, almost suffocated.

There are too many stinky tofu. The combined smell attacks a little spicy eyes.

Cheng Anran: "did you serve the stinky tofu? Why do you buy so much?"

Tang Yiyu obviously felt a little physiological discomfort, but his black eyes showed Innocence: "I'm afraid you don't eat enough."

Cheng Anran: "... Thank you very much."

You are a treasure, a living treasure.

This taste is too delicious. Who will take Tang Yiyu's demon? It's too painful.