My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

At the weekend, Cheng Anran picked up a black off shoulder skirt, slightly powdered, put on high-heeled shoes, picked up a diamond handbag and went out.

Downstairs, Tang Yiyu was already waiting for her in the car.

Cheng Anran got on the bus and sat down and asked, "can I do this?"

Tang Yiyu glanced at her and was stingy with his praise: "there is a man."

Cheng Anran shaved him expressionless: "... Oh, I think I'd better go back and change my Dragon Robe."

Tang Yiyu smiled angrily and quietly pressed down his upturned lips. He said faintly, "don't be so grand. He's not a big man, but this party won't be very comfortable."

Cheng Anran didn't ask who he was going to see before, because Tang Yiyu arranged it and did it himself. But when he said this, he was a little puzzled: "what do you mean?"

Tang Yiyu said meaningfully, "this party is a game saved by Zhu Ziqi for asking for peace from me. He will take his wife and specially ask me to take you."

Cheng Anran choked for a while, covered his face with his hands and said in horror, "this is a Hongmen banquet! Your majesty, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Tang Yiyu took a slight puff from the corner of his mouth: "even if it's a Hongmen banquet, I wish Ziqi is not Xiang Yu."

Cheng Anran twisted off her red lips, but she still felt it was not so good.

Her mind was a little divergent: "you said what he thought and wanted to make up with you. I can understand that there is no eternal enemy between rich and powerful families, only eternal interests. I understand. But you take your wives with each other, especially others insist on taking their wives. Don't you feel embarrassed or ashamed? So is Xiao Ling. She is willing to come if she is so embarrassed?"

Tang Yiyu's eyes were dark and unclear. His slender fingers gently clicked on his slender legs: "who knows what their thoughts are."

At about the same time, Zhu Ziqi dragged Xiao Ling into the car from home. Xiao Ling's eyes were red and looked like she had cried, but she painted makeup and covered up some traces.

"Ziqi, I beg you, I really don't want to go." Xiao Ling got into the car and begged.

Zhu Ziqi looked impatient: "you must go to me. If you don't go, we don't want to get married."

Xiao Ling said sadly, "I'll only be embarrassed when I go. Besides, it's your face that's lost. Why bother --"

Zhu Ziqi sneered: "I'm not afraid of losing face. Haven't you lost all my face long ago? I think you're afraid of seeing Tang Yiyu and rekindling your old love for him. OK, I have no opinion. It's a big deal. If you go with him again, I'm not afraid."

Hearing this, Xiao Ling was full of grievances and bitterness: "Ziqi, how can you say such words? My people and heart are yours. I've long given up the idea."

Zhu Ziqi was a little annoyed. He took out his mobile phone and brushed it and said, "don't tell me it's useless. If you're really not in the mood, go to the party with me and have a good chat with Tang Yiyu's new wife at that time to see what she does." then he took some hostility in his eyes and said: "If you say so, you should be good friends. After all, isn't she the one who gives you advice? You have to thank her."

Xiao Ling really regretted that he told Zhu Ziqi everything at that time.

Her confession did not get the other party's understanding and sincerity, but also received cynicism and anger.

Zhu Ziqi fiddled with his mobile phone for a while and began to call. He ignored Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling didn't dare to say no more. He shrank aside and felt sad.

A rich lady can only grievance herself at this time.

She did such a thing. Her parents must let her marry Zhu Ziqi in order to save face.

So even if she was wronged by her husband, she couldn't go home and say it. No one stood up for her.

Soon, Zhu Ziqi appeared at the party with Xiao Ling.

The breeze in the open-air party dissipated the heat of summer.

Zhu Ziqi put on a relaxed look, pasted it in Xiao Ling's ear and said, "look good and know something."

Not many people in this circle know about Xiao Ling and Tang Yiyu. Tang Yiyu didn't bring Xiao Ling before, so Zhu Ziqi still has some face in front of these people.

He said hello to a group of people, talked about this and that, and pushed Xiao Ling out. Xiao Ling also knew some of these people, but the atmosphere was not too embarrassing.

At this time, the only thing Xiao Ling can be thankful for is that in order to let the Tang family marry her smoothly, she didn't want to spread her story about herself and Tang Yiyu, otherwise she would really have no face to see people now.

Zhu Ziqi talked with them and drank two glasses of wine. Someone asked, "why hasn't Tang Shao come yet?"

Others laughed and said, "normally, Tang Shao is always the last to arrive at this kind of party."

As soon as the topic was opened, everyone gossip.

"Have any of you seen what his wife looks like?"

Everyone shook their heads to show that they had not seen it.

"Will he bring his wife this time?"

"I don't think so. He never brings women to the party."

"Ha ha, that was when you were single. When you are still the same as before? You will bring it this time."

Several people were full of gossip. At this time, Zhu Ziqi smiled and looked familiar with Tang Yiyu: "Yiyu told me that he would come with me this time."

Here, only he can call Tang Yiyu by name. While using Tang Yiyu's identity as a good friend outside, he is also unconvinced by Tang Yiyu in his heart.

But now everyone's mind is on Tang Yiyu's wife. Earlier, they only heard that people who are not rich circles, which makes people feel more curious.

Since you are not a person in the circle of rich and powerful families, what is the charm that can catch the heart of Tang Dashao, the son of a top rich and powerful family?

Xiao Ling kept his head down and didn't speak. His eyes were dim.

If she successfully married Tang Yiyu, she would be surrounded by the halo now.

Tang Yiyu and Cheng Anran can have any feelings. It's just that he did something wrong. He was so angry that he found Cheng Anran.

Xiao Ling believes that Tang Yiyu always loves herself and blames herself for doing something wrong at that time, otherwise she would still be Mrs. Tang now.

She will love Tang Yiyu very much. Where else is Cheng Anran.

When she was dejected, suddenly there was a humanitarian: "don't come."

Xiao Ling subconsciously looked up and saw Tang Yiyu coming in in a simple daily casual suit.

It was such a simple style that he still couldn't hide the natural dignity. His handsome face was still cold. His dark cold eyes swept around to see who was the same cold.

Xiao Ling's breathing was about to stop and his heart was beating wildly.

She thought that now she gave everything to her established husband Zhu Ziqi, but at the moment when she saw Tang Yiyu, she realized that she had been deceiving herself and others. She always loved Tang Yiyu.

What she wants to marry is not Zhu Ziqi, but Tang Yiyu.

At this time, Xiao Ling took a hand on his waist, wished Ziqi to bow his head, and said maliciously in his tone: "his woman is indeed more beautiful and strong than you. No wonder he wanted someone on his wedding night."

Xiao Ling only felt a cold rush up from the bottom of her feet. She stared at Tang Yiyu and moved around.

The woman's charming and beautiful face broke into her eyes again.

Small melon seed face, flying charming water eyes, a hook person's tear mole, her face, beautiful Xiao Ling's eyes tingle.

This face made her realize that Mrs. Tang's position at this time was that of this woman.

This -- fox spirit.