Evil president, forced love

However, it seems that Tang Jun and Dongying Huanglan are not very familiar with each other. What secrets will there be between them?

An Ran couldn't figure it out.

Just as she was in a daze, Tang Jun got up and walked towards the door.

After Tang Jun left completely, An Ran stood up and went back to the front living room.

When she went in, she happened to see Weng Meiqi talking to Tang Jun.

"How is it? Did you find anything?" Weng Meiqi looked anxious.

"They didn't lie, it's because you are overthinking." Tang Jun said with certainty on his face.

An Ran stood behind them, looked at Tang Jun's back, and heard him lie, suddenly had an illusion in her heart.

She felt that Tang Jun had been lying to her recently, because every time he spoke recently, his tone was exactly the same as now.

Neither tepid nor hot, neither salty nor bland, neither anxious nor slow, but the more calm and composed he was, the more uneasy she felt.

She had to admit that Tang Jun was indeed a good actor.

"How is it possible, there is obviously a problem here, could it be that you made a mistake..." Weng Meiqi wondered.

"Let's eat, where's An Ran?" Tang Jun changed the subject directly.

"I'm here." An Ran stood behind him and said suddenly.

Only then did Tang Jun turn around and belatedly noticed An Ran. He looked at her with a strange look in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Tang Jun said lightly.

"An Ran just went to the backyard, didn't you see her?" Weng Meiqi looked at Tang Jun strangely.

"I hid, he didn't see me." An Ran replied, but her eyes kept on Tang Jun.

She couldn't understand him now, she couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart at all.

After a while, Tang Jun took back the matter and said, "Let's eat."

Seeing the strange expressions of the two of them, Weng Meiqi was also slightly puzzled, but she just thought it was the two of them having a quarrel, and didn't think too much about it.

When going to bed at night, An Ran deliberately didn't go to bed early, and lay on the sofa waiting for Tang Jun.

She glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, but Tang Jun still wasn't there.

Every day at this time, she has already fallen asleep, but today, she must ask clearly.

At 11:30, An Ran was too sleepy to open her eyes, but Tang Jun still didn't move.

An Ran leaned slightly on the sofa, and unconsciously fell asleep.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that Tang Jun entered the room with a tired face.

At this moment, An Ran was leaning on the sofa, frowning slightly, sleeping a bit unsteadily.

Tang Jun also frowned, walked over slowly, lowered his voice, picked her up from the sofa, put her back on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then went into the bathroom.

During the whole process, his movements were very light, for fear of waking An Ran up.

After these days of calmness, he has almost thought about it, Xuanyuan Jing has nothing to do with An Ran.

Not now, nor will there be in the future. Now Xuanyuan Jing is like a bereaved dog, and his revenge can be regarded as revenge.

Early the next morning.

When An Ran woke up, she subconsciously looked at her side, and was slightly relieved to see Tang Jun was still there.

It had been several days, and when she woke up, Tang Jun was not there, and when she fell asleep, Tang Jun didn't come back.

"Are you awake?" Tang Jun pinched An Ran's face lightly, with the same doting smile as before.