My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Tang Yiyu himself was slightly stunned and glanced at Cheng Anran's wechat. He realized later that he would be used to reading this woman's wechat.

And regardless of time and place, her news quietly, moistening things silently sneaked into his life.

Tang Yiyu doesn't send wechat very much. Gao lengru hardly talks about wechat. His close friends know it, so they call him.

These days, before he got married, his bad friends said they would celebrate his trip.

The so-called travel celebration actually means throwing himself here to get married. The three people travel around the world together to challenge the leap from the south pole to the north pole, and the blessed party has nothing to do with it.

So he didn't hear from them for a while, and the world was clean.

Sometimes Tang Yiyu thinks coldly whether these things have finally killed himself.

It's good to die outside. He collected the body in the province, but considering the so-called scourge left for thousands of years, they're afraid they can't die.

The state lasted until Cheng Anran appeared.

Cheng Anran likes to send wechat, which in her opinion is a polite communication, because when the other party has something to do, she can read it later.

For a while, only Cheng Anran will keep in touch with him, and he is getting used to this contact.

Habit is a terrible thing.

Sipping his thin lips, Tang Yiyu put down his mobile phone and planned not to return her news for the time being. He raised his ink eyes and looked at the product manager. Tang Yiyu said faintly, "continue."

The product manager nodded and continued to read the plan. Tang Yiyu's mobile phone was buttoned on the desktop. His face was as usual, but he was half hearted.

What message did the woman send herself?

have you got anything to do? Trouble again? No, it's not impossible to have an itchy mouth. After all, apart from her, Tang Yiyu has never seen a woman with more skin than her.

The meeting lasted for nearly five minutes. Tang Yiyu was defeated. He raised his hand to stop the product manager. Then he picked up his mobile phone, opened wechat and said, "go on."

The product manager's eyes widened. He was really curious about who's news could make him have strong self-control. President Tang, who hasn't read any news at the meeting for several years and answered any phone calls, looked at the news.

At this time, Tang Yiyu opens wechat and displays Cheng Anran's news. He frowns slightly.

The thin lip twisted, and he subconsciously replied, "won't it take more time?" Think about deleting it and going back to "after you quit, don't you make Xiao Ling's wedding dress?"

Thinking about how to reply, Tang Yiyu simply fell silent and gently clicked his fingers on the table.

Cheng Anran is very clear about her situation. Now she is in debt, but it doesn't mean she has enough money to rent the studio.

He thought that after Cheng Anran used the studio, he would continue to use it.

That money addict woman has never been vague about what she can take advantage of.

Tang Yiyu didn't intend to care, but he seemed to make a mistake again. She didn't intend to take advantage of herself this time.

No, to be exact, although she is a financial fan, she has always been without merit and reward. Every time she takes advantage of herself, it is because she has done something for herself, which can be regarded as an equivalent exchange.

Sipping his sexy thin lips, president Tang's face was not very happy. He didn't want to take the initiative to let Cheng Anran continue to use the studio. It was like he was courting her, but knowing the truth made him unable to coldly ask her to move out immediately.

Under the dilemma, Tang Yiyu didn't know how to reply to the wechat, so he just ignored Zhang Junlian.

The meeting ended with the product manager's uneasy speculation.

Tang Yiyu got up and said a few words. After setting the product direction, he went back to the president's office.

Once back, Tang Yiyu habitually disinfected first, and then came in after disinfecting outside the door in the daytime.

As soon as he went in, Tang Yiyu put down the disinfectant and asked, "I remember that Cheng Anran's wedding dress studio was closed. She put her things in the rental warehouse. Recently, she didn't find anyone to move to a new place?"

Bai Ye shook his head: "madam, there was no action. She went to the new studio and only brought her own toolkit and some necessities. Other things were taken from the purchase list given to us." after thinking about it, Bai Ye said, "even the budget is very tight and there is no excess."

Tang Yiyu sat down, gently rubbed his temples and said in a low voice, "it's really true that a gentleman loves money and takes it right to the end."

The white night didn't hear clearly. He came closer and asked, "president, what can I do for you?"

Tang Yiyu raised his hand to indicate whether he had done so. He reported what should be reported in the daytime and then left.

Cheng Anran had been waiting for several hours without seeing Tang Yiyu's reply. She bit her lip and looked at her reply. She felt that her attitude was a little too business. She didn't even say thanks. It was really not very good, so she sent another message: [Hello, didn't you see the news? Thanks to you, the wedding dress can be made. So in order to express your gratitude, I'd like to invite you to dinner. Are you familiar with zhuxiufang, let's eat there? I have limited economic conditions and have no right to ask them to disinfect in advance. You can ask someone to call them? What's to eat? It's my treat.]

Tang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the news.

So she thinks she's angry because she didn't send a message to thank herself?

Stupid woman.

The thin lip was unscrewed, and Tang Yiyu replied: [don't eat.]

His simple reply made Cheng Anran feel angry that he didn't thank him.

Cheng Anran thought for a moment and simply called.

Tang Yiyu saw her perseverance, some speechless, answered the phone, stained with a beautiful voice from there, with a smile: "president Tang, don't be so ruthless, give me face?"

Tang Yiyu's thin lips closed tightly. I don't know why he loosened his mouth: "please get up?"

Cheng Anran: "I'll pay for it. I'll treat you to dinner. OK, thank you for driving me crazy."

It's not only extravagant, but also crazy for a hundred master Kesi to make a wedding dress together.

Tang Yiyu could not help but hook his lips. The tone is still deliberately cold and thin: "since you are so sincere, it seems inhumane for me to refuse again."

Cheng Anran wants to laugh. This man is really arrogant.

Look, I have to lift him up when I invite him to dinner.

Fortunately, she was not the kind of person to carry it, and it was very interesting to coax him, so she said, "Your Majesty is willing to go to the banquet. It is the honor of my concubine. My concubine welcomes your majesty."

Tang Yiyu's smile widened a little, pondered and said, "well, what time is that night? I'll pick you up."

Cheng Anran was stunned and said in her heart that you don't have to pick me up. I'll just go at the appointed time.

But she also muttered in her heart. She looked at the table and said, "six o'clock. Xiao Ling said she would come later."

Tang Yiyu frowned, "she still wishes Ziqi to go?"