love addiction

The sharp pain in his heart almost knocked him to the ground.

Finally, it took him a while to recover.

Opening his eyes again, the fragility before was gone, replaced by a cold expression, "Thank you for telling me this."

"You're welcome.

Before the word of thanks was finished, Qi Yunmo turned and left.

The back is very tall and big, but very lonely and lonely.

It is a strong disguise, and those who have experienced it can see through it at a glance.

Tang Mianmian often breathed a sigh of relief before feeling that she was still alive.

The atmosphere just now was so oppressive that she thought she couldn't breathe.

When she returned to the hall, the man who had just gone through vicissitudes had returned to his dandy image.

Playing foolishly, he joked with Bai Hen, "Miss Bai, can you hurry up? I'm still in a rush for a date tonight, and you have to take responsibility for delaying your girlfriend's sexual happiness."

"Why?" Baihen asked with a half-smile.

Qi Yunmo's thin lips curled slightly, and his eyes were evil, "For example, pay off the debt with your own body?"

"Get lost!" Bai Hen slammed the plan on Qi Yunmo's handsome face very rudely.

Qi Yunmo was thrown into a motionless state, and lamented through the planning case, "I rely on this face to make a living, what's wrong with you, you not only pay the debt with your body, but also support me! So hurry up and marry me!"

"Mom, are you going to marry Uncle Mo?" Xiao Xiaobai woke up in a daze, raised his head from the sofa and asked.

Baihen was choked up and coughed violently, and by the way glared at the culprit.

Qi Yunmo opened the proposal in a dawdly manner, and smiled at Xiao Xiaobai, "Xiao Xiaobai, are you willing to let your mother marry me?"

"No." Xiao Xiaobai shook his head shamelessly.

Qi Yunmo was very hurt, and clutched his chest, "Xiao Xiaobai, Uncle Mo loves you so much, you have broken Uncle Mo's heart."

"Fuck you!" Bai Hen picked up the plan book again and threw it at it.

Several people ended the negotiation amidst laughter and laughter. Tang Mianmian admired Bai Hen's work ability and communication skills.

She seemed to see that capable Jane Eyre.

Back upstairs alone, she called Jane Eyre, "Sister JANE, I have newly designed a bracelet."

"Really?!" Jane Eyre seemed a little unbelievable.

In the past, Tang Mianmian would not come up with a new design so soon, even if Jane Eyre begged her grandpa to sue her grandma, there might not be a new design.

But this time, Tang Mianmian took the initiative to say that there was a new product, so he was naturally very excited.

"Bracelet, right? I'll get someone to file for the record right away. Just follow your progress. We will fully cooperate with you." Jane Eyre said immediately.

Tang Mianmian agreed and exchanged some pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

In the communication records of the phone, there is also the phone number of his mother Chen Qiuhua.

Seeing this, Tang Mianmian felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Since that time, she has been afraid to call, even if Luo Feimo told her that Xixi has recovered a lot, but the guilt in her heart made her breathless.

In addition, in the past few days, Long Yejue was on guard so tightly that she didn't dare to call at all, for fear of being discovered by him.

"What are you doing?" Long Yejue suddenly appeared behind her, scaring Tang Mianmian and quickly put the phone behind her.

He faltered in the explanation, "It's nothing, I just want to call my mother."

"What? I'm afraid I won't allow it?" Long Yejue chuckled, his slender peach eyes flashed with charm, "Let's fight."

"Long Yejue..." Tang Mianmian called him anxiously.

"Huh?" The man naturally hugged her into his arms and looked at her frivolously.

Tang Mianmian bit her lip, hesitated, and said, "Can I go back to Ningcheng?"

In a word, the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

The man's calm face made her very uneasy.

His eyes were cold, as if the warmth of these days had faded away, and the original deep coldness had recovered, and he looked at her lightly.

Tang Mianmian shrank back, her voice was very low, "I... just go back to see my mother, she is very old..."

In the end, she seemed unable to hear the voice herself.

Long Yejue's eyes without any warmth stared at her sullenly, and said for a long time, "I'll send someone to bring your mother to Jiangcheng."

"No, don't!" Tang Mianmian shook her head in panic.

If she takes over, won't her hidden secrets be exposed?

Unless it was absolutely necessary, she didn't want the child to be involved.

"Tang Mianmian, don't test my patience!" He dropped a sentence, shook her shoulder heavily, and got up to leave.

The door of the room was slammed shut.

It was like hitting her heart, it hurts, it hurts.

Clenching the phone in his hand, Tang Mianmian felt cold all over, and stared at the closed door for a long time.

A door is easy to open and close, but what about the door of the heart?

Can it be opened after it is closed?
Tang Mianmian didn't go downstairs for dinner, Bai Hen and Xiao Xiaobai sat at the dining table, obviously feeling that the atmosphere was not right.

Long Yejue's gloomy face seemed to be paralyzed, and he could tell at a glance that he had quarreled with someone.

Bai Hen shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice, "It's childish to quarrel with such a grown-up person."

Xiaoyue served the last onion soup, but she didn't see Tang Mianmian, so she muttered, "Why hasn't Miss Tang come down yet? I'll call."

"No need." Long Yejue interrupted her.

Xiaoyue looked at Long Yejue puzzled, not understanding the meaning of his words.

"Clean up and get off work." Long Yejue ate slowly, without even looking at Xiaoyue while speaking.

Based on past experience, Xiaoyue can conclude that this is the rhythm of the quarrel between Miss Tang and Mr. Long.

So... She could only pack up and go home.

Bai Hen poked the things in the bowl, feeling really depressed, put the chopsticks down heavily, and then said, "I said Long Yejue, don't eat it, if you eat with you like this again, I will have indigestion Is it okay?"

Long Yejue didn't even lift his eyelids, he was still eating calmly.

Bai Hen knew that this man was not so easy to shake, so he could only pretend that he didn't exist.

After dinner, Bai Hen cleaned up the dishes, and Long Yejue was still looking through the documents when he came out.

After brewing two cups of coffee, he walked over with them and bent down in front of him.

Rich taste, coffee with creamer.

The man frowned, and said habitually, "Tang Mianmian, I told you not to add coffee..."

Halfway through speaking, the words stopped.

Baihen burst out laughing, and after sitting down in front of him, he laughed narrowly, "I'm not her, so just drink."

The man darkened his face and continued to read the documents.

It was about the planning of Hai Rui New Town.

Bai Hen had heard that Long Yejue had participated in the initial development of Hai Rui New City, but because of some things, he finally gave up Hai Rui and shifted his direction to Hai City.

At that time, Haicheng and Jiangcheng were in a competitive relationship. After Li Muhao decided on the TKL project, JT transferred to Haicheng.

The final result of the PK between these two cities is known.

Jiangcheng lost to Haicheng, and Li Muhao also encountered a lot of doubts.

But fortunately, in the past five years, Li Muhao has gradually improved his political achievements. Although Hai Rui New City's progress is a bit slower than Haicheng's, it has already entered the right track and is ahead of other cities.

This time, Long Yejue came back in defeat, and once again set his sights on Hai Rui New City.

This is not only a duel between Long's Fund and Peerless Group, but also a duel between two brothers, Long Yejue and Long Yechen.

That's why Long Yejue was extra serious.

Baihen knew that he was doing it for one breath.

"Don't be too tired, haven't you already grasped this project?" Bai Hen persuaded in a rare good tone.

"I'm sure, but I don't want you to come forward until the key point." Long Yejue replied.

Bai Hen's heart trembled, and he understood what he meant in an instant. He sighed and looked into the distance, "Actually, since you said that you would take me back to China, I knew that this battle will be fought sooner or later. That person , and see you sooner or later."

"I will protect you." Long Yejue remained firm in his promise.

Bai Hen smiled helplessly, "Do you dare to promise you to go back to China when you think I don't have the ability to protect myself?"

Long Yejue nodded in satisfaction, "It's good to be strong."

"I'm strong, how about you?" Baihen pointed to the direction upstairs, lowered his voice and asked, "Are you fighting again?"

Long Yejue, who was still able to face it calmly, immediately became sullen after Tang Mianmian was mentioned, lowered his eyes, and said coldly, "No."

No wonder!
Bai Hen snorted coldly, knowing that this man was very arrogant, he stood up and said disdainfully, "It seems that you are not strong enough."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Xiao Xiaobai, who was playing with toys beside him, and said, "Son, let's go upstairs."

Xiao Xiaobai immediately ran over cheering, was hugged by Bai Hen, and the mother and son went upstairs.

In the lobby, only Long Yejue was left alone, and the occasional sound of flipping through files.

But just now, he was fascinated by the plan, but at this moment, it became like a book, and he couldn't see it no matter what.

Bai Hen was right, he hadn't become stronger yet, that's why he was emotionally affected.

Annoyingly throwing away the documents, Long Yejue turned and went into the kitchen.

There was a post-it note on the refrigerator, it was Bai Hen's self.

[In the Weibo bowl lunch box in the refrigerator, there are dishes that Ms. Tang likes to eat. Mr. Long will heat them up and send them up. 】

Long Yejue, "..."

This white mark!

Long Yejue reluctantly tore off the post-it note, opened the refrigerator, and took out milk and a microwave lunch box.

There are post-it notes on the lunch box again, but the handwriting is still white.

[Of course, if you are embarrassed to send it in, you can trouble me when you go upstairs, the condition... You know, the ratio is increased by one floor! 】

vampire!
Long Yejue tore off the post-it impatiently, put the rice in the microwave to heat up, and when he went upstairs, the door of Baihen's room was slightly ajar.

Obviously, they were waiting for him to come up.

Long Yejue pushed the door open helplessly and went in. Before he could speak, Bai Hen had already smiled ambiguously, got up from the carpet, and patted Xiao Xiaobai, "Let's play for a while, and Mom will deliver food to Aunt Tangtang. "

Xiao Xiaobai nodded obediently.

Bai Hen took what was in Long Yejue's hand, raised his eyebrows and said softly, "I will help you, and you will help me too, and accompany me to help Xiao Xiaobai finish that painting."

"Didn't you ask for an extra fee?" Long Yejue snorted coldly.

"It seems that you are unwilling, forget it, and let Miss Tang starve to death." Anyway, it's not her who feels distressed.

Gritting his teeth, Long Yejue glared at her, pushed her out, and closed the door with a bang.

Baihen outside the door, trembling with laughter, sighed, "Long Yejue, you also have today."