My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran doesn't know how to answer whether she is satisfied or not. She really wants to run away now.

This scene is so embarrassing!

A man misunderstood without authorization and ate a man's vinegar. He lost his face and lost it to grandma's house.

Cheng Anran wanted to die. She almost wanted to buckle up a three bedroom and one living room on the ground. However, the atmosphere could not escape. She abandoned herself and said, "OK, it's my fault. I shouldn't guess. How do you want me to apologize?"

Tang Yiyu put away his mobile phone and finally smiled.

When his goal was achieved, he wanted to make her "feel guilty" so that he could carry out his own plan.

Tang Yiyu: "don't apologize. Make it up to me. Go out with me tomorrow weekend."

Cheng Anran: "I just said a few words. I'm going to date you all day? The lion opens his mouth."

Tang Yiyu smiled: "you broke my heart. Can't I take advantage of it?"

Cheng Anran: "president Tang, a businessman, is really good at calculating when doing business. Is this an advantage? It's clear that it's climbing up the pole and gaining an inch."

Tang Yiyu was not annoyed when she was damaged. Her dark eyes looked at her directly: "so, will miss Cheng?"

Cheng Anran blinked cunningly: "I don't want to."

Tang Yiyu: "

Cheng Anran was intentional, and then said, "if I don't want to, there's no way. Who told me to break the heart of a president? If I don't follow his will and he let me break the cool king in a rage, where can I reason?"

Tang Yiyu could not laugh or cry, and had a deep sense of nostalgia.

This woman is too skinny. She's still the same as before.

He knew that he couldn't do such a thing as Tianliang Wang Po. He just couldn't help investing another $2.3 billion in her company.

Tang Yiyu: "then I'll tomorrow..."

Cheng Anran said cunningly, "you can't pick me up tomorrow."

Tang Yiyu: "how do we meet?"

Cheng Anran glanced: "you don't understand me. I mean I don't have time tomorrow. I'm busy at the weekend."

Tang Yiyu suddenly returned to hell from heaven. Since Cheng Anran came back, president Tang's heart has been riding a roller coaster every day, one heaven and one hell, unimpeded and free shuttle.

He pursed his lower lip and looked at her, "so you still can't date me."

Cheng Anran joked: "I said no tomorrow, but I didn't say no the day after tomorrow. I have time on Monday, but if president Tang DA has an important meeting on Monday, I don't mind canceling the appointment."

Cheng Anran is clearly trying to embarrass Tang Yiyu.

She knew that Tang Yiyu would arrange important meetings on Monday, but as a suitee, she didn't have to deal with his time. She had to be capricious and do everything according to herself.

The days of making do with him and coaxing him have passed. Now Feng Shui turns. Cheng Anran knows that he is the one who has the right to speak and take the initiative.

Tang Yiyu listened without hesitation: "no problem on Monday. What time do you need me to pick you up?"

Cheng Anran raised her eyebrow: "dating me requires some preconditions. At 9 a.m. on Monday, I'll wait for you for two hours in the old place where I can hear the bell. If you find me, we'll date. If you can't, it's a pity that president Tang, you'll lose the opportunity to date me."

Cheng Anran doesn't give Tang Yiyu another chance to ask, opens the door and goes in.

Tang Yiyu watched the car disappear. Standing alone in the cool summer wind, he felt his mood jump. The moonlight tonight was beautiful.

Cheng Anran sat in the car with her cheeks still slightly hot. The roses placed around her became more and more beautiful. She couldn't help holding them up and smelling them again.

After a thousand sails, I was surprised that the plain was true.

The next morning, Cheng Anran still got up early in the morning. Yaya dada washed her face and brushed her teeth. She sat and asked her mother to comb her two small ball heads.

At breakfast, Fang Minghui came.

As soon as he came, he sat down and arranged breakfast for himself. While arranging, he said, "I'll rest today and be a coolie for you."

Yesterday, Cheng Anran mentioned to take Yaya to the amusement park. Unexpectedly, he came.

Cheng Anran said, "it's really not necessary. I'll just take the bud myself."

Fang Minghui said, "the playground is full of people with mixed eyes. I'll follow you safely."

Cheng Anran was speechless: "city a is not abroad. What's unsafe?"

Fang Minghui looked down at Yaya and said with a smile, "Yaya is so cute. My father has to protect it, right?"

Yaya hummed and turned her head. Obviously, she still didn't accept Fang Minghui as her own dry father.

Fang Minghui put his hot face on his cold ass and went to see Cheng Anran pitifully. Cheng Anran shrugged: "don't look at me. If you can change your face, you look like a bad man. Don't blame children."

Fang Minghui: "

Angry! Can't refute!

He only hates that children's aesthetics are different from adults.

After drinking a mouthful of porridge, Fang Minghui argued to Cheng Anran, "that is, children are young and ignorant. You know how popular my face is. This man is not bad and women don't love it. It has been since ancient times."

His wild face is loved by women.

Cheng Anran kicked him: "don't talk about this mess in front of Yaya."

Fang Minghui choked in silence and didn't know why he had to come today.

In this way, Cheng Anran and Yaya wore the same mother's clothes and took the incompatible Mr. Fang Minghui to the destination amusement park.

On the way to the amusement park, Fang Minghui asked sincerely, "to be honest, Ann ran, don't you think it's better for me to wear the same model? I don't seem to fit in with you now."

Cheng Anran raised her eyebrow: "this is a mother's dress. I'll prepare a skirt for you, too?"

Fang Minghui: "I think it's good for me to dress like this. Anyway, I'm only responsible for taking care of you and don't play."

All day, three people were in the playground.

Fang Minghui looked at the two people taking photos next to the doll, and the corners of their lips were hooked up.

The girl passing by seemed to recognize Cheng Anran and whispered.

"Is that Cheng Design?"

"Yes, but with the children."

"I'm wearing a mother's dress. Are you making an advertisement? Are you going to launch a parent-child dress series?"

"I don't know. Maybe not. I'm wrong. I can't see clearly with sunglasses."

Fang Minghui's eyes were dark. Fortunately, the two girls didn't stay too long.

Fang Minghui didn't mention it. When she sent the two back, Yaya was tired and fell asleep. When Cheng Anran put Yaya back into her bedroom, she saw that Fang Minghui hadn't left downstairs. She was surprised: "why haven't you left? Something about work?"

Fang Minghui was funny: "can't I sit in your house?"

Cheng Anran poured him a glass of orange juice and said, "it's not considering your president's hard work to go home and take over the family business. It's time to go home and have a good rest if you accompany us all day."