Mr. He's sweet wife who refuses to marry

Tang Yarui stretched out her hand to pull her.

If Zhang Yue followed her with strength, Tang Yarui would still be able to help her up, but Zhang Yue didn't want Tang Yarui to help her, and even counteracted the opponent's strength.

So it turned out that Tang Yarui couldn't help her up even though she tried her hardest.

Zhang Yue Qi Ai Ai looked at Wei Cong, his eyes were self-evident.

"Zhang Yue, I didn't expect you to look thin, but so heavy!" Tang Yarui wiped off the sweat that didn't exist.

And Zhang Yue froze, she almost jumped up in despair, this bitch actually said she was heavy!She is 1.6 meters two and only weighs 92 pounds. Where is the weight, it is obvious that the other party has no strength.

Although he was cursing in his heart, he couldn't show it on his face, otherwise wouldn't it destroy the image of the handsome guy?
Zhang Yue's voice sounded particularly weak: "I'm only 92 pounds, I'm so sorry, my foot is twisted, there's no way I can't use my strength."

I have to say that what she said was quite level.

While showing that she is not serious, it also implies that Tang Yarui did not put her heart into helping others.

Tang Yarui naturally understood the meaning, she rolled her eyes in her heart, and asked straightforwardly: "Did you sprain both feet?"

Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment.

"The security guard is here." At this moment, Wei Cong said softly, "Here."

Tang Yarui looked up, and saw the security guard of the building coming over with a stretcher, and with a whoosh, she carried the person onto the stretcher.

"Mr. Wei, let's send him to the hospital right now," said the security guard.

Wei Cong said kindly, and left without stopping.

Tang Yarui couldn't help covering her mouth, it was so funny.

"Tang Yarui." Zhang Yue growled, with deep anger in her eyes.

She blinked, with a bright mockery in her eyes: "What's wrong? Does your ankle hurt too much?"

"you shut up!"

Tang Yarui clicked her tongue, and the next moment the phone rang, it was Hao Yubo calling, and he had arrived.

She didn't stay any longer, and hurriedly told the other party her location.

One minute later, Hao Yubo's Porsche 1 stopped in front of her.

She obediently got into the back seat.

Zhang Yue on the other side did not continue to sit on the stretcher. Her ankle was not injured, but she just wanted to touch porcelain.Now that Wei Cong is gone, she will naturally not continue to pretend to be weak.

It was also because of this that she saw Tang Yarui getting into the car.

A trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she took a few photos with her mobile phone very decisively.

She opened the small group, and was about to send it out, but suddenly stopped, and sent a message to another person instead.

At ten o'clock in the evening, someone in the small group posted a photo.

Meteors slid across the night sky: "I really didn't expect that Tang Yarui would be so low-key and so rich. She always travels in a Porsche 918!"

"!!!"

"I'll go, rich man!"

"Hmm... Tang Yarui is a rich man? Don't be kidding, okay! I don't even look at the cars she usually makes."

"Hey, you know?"

"Of course, I met her a few times, and she always took the bus and crowded the subway."

"No pictures, no truth!"

"Cut, wait."

Five minutes later, she sent several photos. Apart from taking the bus and squeezing the subway, there were also some photos of her walking or riding a shared bicycle.

"Is Tang Yarui being hired by someone?" Someone suddenly said such a sentence, which immediately calmed down the atmosphere in Xiaoqun.

"Probably not. If she is really covered, why doesn't she go to work by car every day? Why isn't she dressed so luxuriously?"

"Tsk... If you don't understand, just ask." It was Zhang Yue who posted this, and she directly got @唐雅瑞, asking Tang Yarui to speak out.

But after a while, no one made any excuses.

Zhang Yue: "If you don't speak, it seems that you have a guilty conscience."

Xiaohuo: "Maybe the phone is not with me."

Zhang Yue: "Hehe, are you kidding me? Now who doesn't keep their mobile phones in their hands? I think she has a guilty conscience."

Tang Yarui didn't know that her reputation would be ruined by Zhang Yue in just one night.

At this time, she was taken to the roast duck restaurant by Hao Yubo, and had a delicious feast of roast duck.

Hao Yubo leaned on the chair halfway, looking at the man who ate like a squirrel, with a strange look on his face: "Why are you so good at eating?"

Confused, Tang Yarui raised her eyes: "Huh?"

She eats a normal amount, how can she become edible in the eyes of the other party?
Hao Yubo frowned, and looked at the other party carefully, the doubts in his eyes deepened: "I feel that your attitude towards me has changed!"

Tang Yarui swallowed what was in her mouth, and straightened herself: "Mr. Hao, you feel wrong. I have always had special respect for you!"

Hao Yubo snorted coldly, with a trace of contempt in his eyes: "You used to eat only a few mouthfuls when you were in front of me, but today you ate so much. It shows that you are very relaxed!"

Tang Yarui squinted, just eating a meal, how did the other party interpret so many things?

"Maybe it's because I watched a funny show when I got off work, so I was happier?" She blinked her eyes, hoping that this reason would pass.

But obviously, she herself was a little uncertain, so how could she satisfy Hao Yubo.

"Since the day before yesterday, your attitude has become more casual." Hao Yubo tapped his fingers on the table, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

Tang Yarui looked dazed, and even couldn't help looking at the sky.

She couldn't help it. That drunk not only made her see a different Mr. Hao, but also made her understand that the other party just wanted to use her as a pillow.

Before she knew it, every time she shared the bed or got along with each other, she would be expecting and apprehensive.

But now that she understands that the two parties are just a pure employment relationship, her mentality is a little flat.

"Did I say something that day?" Hao Yubo's eyes became sharp instantly.

Tang Yarui shook her head hastily, her eyes were firmer than ever before: "No, absolutely not! You were just a little tired from drinking too much that day, and fell asleep soon."

Hao Yubo stared at it for a long time, and his expression eased a bit: "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise..."

"How dare I lie to you." Tang Yarui shrank her neck, showing a pitiful expression.

"Why are you shrinking your neck? Am I going to eat you?" Hao Yubo's voice immediately became sharp.

Tang Yarui quickly sat up straight, but she kept complaining in her heart: What does this uncle want to do today?The attitude is casual and dissatisfied, and the attitude is nervous!He is really the most difficult boss in the world!

She was uneasy in her heart, but Hao Yubo on the opposite side was satisfied, as it should be, if this girl is too happy, wouldn't she be sorry for that person?

After eating, when the two returned home, Hao Yubo took them to the gym again.

Tang Yarui has nothing to love in her life. As a weak and delicate woman, she doesn't like sports very much.

But Hao Yubo had a very strong reason: "Holding your body feels like holding dough!"