Dressed As the President’s First Love

"Mr. Cheng, take a look at this first."

To end the tiresome wrangling once again, when Cheng Hao came out of the meeting room, he bumped into a small clerk in the secretary room. He remembered... the name Bai?

Secretary Bai was caught a glimpse of him, and involuntarily clenched the ipad in his hand, then he thought of something, gritted his teeth, and placed the opened webpage where Cheng Hao could see.

The **** font is shocking.

[The actor and Tang surnamed Xiaohua in a secret meeting late at night, the life and death of the attack is unknown]

"It's news about Miss Tang."

Secretary Bai found himself short of breath, "Look at it."

Cheng Hao stared at the title for a while, then turned away blankly: "Secretary Bai, Zhengheng pays you for overtime, not for you to watch gossip during working hours."

Secretary Bai's face turned red.

She withdrew her hand nerdly, realizing that she had done something stupid.

Cheng Hao seemed to see through her superficial thoughts at a glance. At this time, Special Assistant Sun came out of the conference room last: "Cheng."

"You came right in time."

Cheng Hao said slowly, "This secretary Bai looks at gossip during work hours, I am afraid it is not suitable for Zhengheng."

Sun Te helped to hear the song and knew the elegance, "I will lead her to go through the resignation procedures."

Secretary Bai's face was like a palette, so unremarkable, Cheng Hao had already inadvertently turned his attention to her, and walked towards the office.

Sun Tezhu looked at her regretfully: "Why do you bother Mr. Cheng."

"I……"

Secretary Bai opened her mouth open and closed, and finally only uttered one sentence: "This is not in compliance with the rules."

"In the company, Mr. Cheng is the rule."

Special Assistant Sun reminded her, "If you hand over the job at hand to coco, the company will pay you a severance payment for three months."

Secretary Bai put down her shoulders slumpedly, and was about to speak, only to see that Special Assistant Sun had hurriedly caught up with Cheng Hao, and the two disappeared behind the door together.

Cheng Hao looked downstairs. In the middle of the night, there was no one on the long street, only flashing street lights, and occasionally a night car drove by with its lights.

He seemed to be able to see Tang Mi's white skirt being rippled by the night wind, her long black hair was scattered, and the whole person stubbornly merged with the tree.

He thought he understood her, but sometimes he felt that she was far away from him.

Sun Tezhu stood behind his desk, his head dull and silent.

Before long, Cheng Hao suddenly said:

"Arrange for a private jet. I'm going to Vancouver."

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, you have an appointment with Mr. Huang from Shuangrong Machinery."

"Push it until two o'clock in the afternoon."

Sun Special listened and knew that things hadn't changed again.

"By the way, Bo...Which hospital is he in? Is Tang Mi injured."

He seemed to have caught this paragraph from his throat, and fell into Sun Tezhu's ears, as if his nails were scraping through the glass, which was uncomfortably astringent.

"good."

Sun Special Assistant was very efficient. He quickly asked for the address of the hospital. When Cheng Hao learned that Tang Mi was not injured, his face became slow, but soon it condensed into a hard stone again, until the plane landed. Restored its original appearance.

"Miss Tang was not injured, she is now guarding at the hospital, and Mr. Bo is still in the operating room."

"What did Du Xiyue say?"

"Miss Du didn't say anything, just handed a resignation letter."

Electronics.

Cheng Hao sat in the back seat, and the black big Ben merged into the traffic in a low-key manner. The road conditions in Wenzhou were much better than those in North City. It only took a quarter of an hour to drive from the private apron to the hospital.

When I didn't reach the destination, I saw the bustling and crowding at the entrance of the hospital.

The entertainment reporters seemed to have taken stimulants, carrying long guns and short cannons, rushing to the gate of the hospital. In the bright lights of the lobby, a group of people could be seen walking outside.

Even though it was two to three hundred meters away, Cheng Hao still recognized Tang Mi's figure at a glance.

She walks like a cat, haughty and graceful, with short down and chubby, underneath are two thin, straight legs.

"stop."

Cheng Hao pushed the door and got out of the car. The bodyguards got out of the car and, like Special Assistant Sun, surrounded him and walked inside.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

It was close enough to see Tang Mi's pale face and the corners of her mouth that would never fall down.

"Coming out! Coming out!"

The entertainment reporters rushed over.

Director Long was on the steps, surrounded by various crew members, and raised his hands: "Friends from the press, stay calm and stay calm."

"Is the actor out of the dangerous period?"

"Excuse me, is it really the illegitimate rice that was poured with strong sulfuric acid?"

Director Long coughed: "I'm very lucky, Boxi is fine. As for the rest, I will leave it to the police for handling, and I am sorry for the inconvenience."

With sharp eyes on the entertainment reporters, the microphone poked straight in front of Tang Mi, and was blocked by several bodyguards beside her.

"Miss Tang, Miss Tang, please answer a few words!"

"Is the relationship between you and the actor, as the actor once said to the outside world, just a cooperative relationship?"

"If it's just a cooperative relationship, why would you go to the rooftops in the middle of the night? Did you ever have personal affair, or was it because of drama?"

Du Xiyue protects Tang Mi:

"Give way."

Tang Mi raised her hand to stop Du Xiyue's intention to take her away.

In this matter, if you don't take your position right now, public opinion will only get stronger and stronger. The "Legend of Li Fei" has already been broadcast, and she shouldn't use the scandal to consume the hard-won popularity of passersby.

"There are a lot of questions, let me answer the most important one first." She has a firm tone and a solemn expression, "I have no affair with Bo Xi."

"Then can you explain, what did you do with Boxi during the fifteen minutes on the roof of the hotel?"

It was a young reporter with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek who asked the question. He squeezed his eyes, and his eyes showed what a man could understand. Fifteen minutes, if it was fast, would be enough.

Tang Mi was not irritated, and she didn't even change her expression:

"The reason for this involves a period of privacy. I will hand it over to the police. After the police's ruling is made, I will explain the whole story to the outside world."

Once the topic involves the police, the entertainment reporters have to weigh it up.

"Then your boyfriend, would you mind that you ‘close relationships’ with other men? Are you sure about your current relationship?"

Tang Mi looked at the crowd.

A corner of the man's black woolen coat was blown after the long guns and short shots of the entertainment players. He watched her quietly under the steps, and the bodyguards wrapped him tightly.

The two met their sights, and no one spoke.

The crowd was dispersed by a force like Moses divided the sea. The man who was still in Yuji's mouth just now walked in the moonlight, clothed in wind and dust.

He walked up the steps and took the nearest microphone:

"This question, let me answer it."

The voice was clear and cold, like a mountain stream breeze blowing over the treetops, and the frozen jade fell into the deep abyss.

He wore a thick black down, but he looked like walking on the Champs-Elysées in Paris. This man from a white body to his present status, in the dark night and the moonlight at this time, is like a handsome **** .

"mind."

Just in the excited eyes of the entertainment journalists, the man suddenly smiled. When he laughed, the pear vortex on the cheek appeared, revealing the rare clarity and childishness, "But, I believe my Tang Mi. "

"We missed each other once, this time, we don't want to miss it anymore."

The speech called the perfect boyfriend saved Tang Mi.

Everyone's boyfriends came forward to stamp their girlfriends, and the entertainment journalists couldn't say anything too much.

They can still remember that the last time the marketing account was chaotic, and Zheng Hengqiu was liquidated. There was a lawyer team who sent a lawyer's letter for a whole day. Many big v were forced to ban the account and suffered heavy losses.

I can’t ask anything next, only a conservative official answer. The reporters’ time is not the wind blowing, hula la as a bird and beast, rushing back to publish the fastest and latest news, be sure to ask for the headline to be thrilling, the content to be conservative, and to make it right. An entire group of lawyers is useless.

"Director Long, I will take away the people first."

Director Long still remembered Cheng Hao's favor with a drink before, and he smiled and said: "Let's go, your young couple say it, don't be red-eyed, huh?"

"Director Long said and laughed."

Cheng Hao took Tang Mi's hand, her palm was sweaty and cold, and he rubbed it subconsciously-Tang Mi had taken the empty hand and waved to the others:

"goodbye."

Yu Yao watched the two quietly get into the car, and couldn't help but envy:

"What a fate."

Dao Long has taken back his grievances. He is older and more tolerant than before. "You will also encounter it."

When the fateful Tang Mi entered the room, she was fateful.

Cheng Hao pushed her into the room, slammed the door and unlocked, and the others were blocked outside.

Li Rong was afraid that he would move rough, so she patted the door:

"kitten?"

Tang Mi raised her voice: "It's okay, you go back with the others first."

The footsteps outside the door faded away.

Only then did she have time to deal with the man in front of her.

Cheng Hao drew his hand in his bag, but didn't find the cigarette, so he could only take the zippo in his hand and hit it one after another. The fire started, the fire went out, the fire started, and the fire went out again.

A small cluster of faint blue flames reflected in his dark pupils, as if countless anger had settled.

"You're angry?"

Tang Mi sat next to him, with her legs close to him, her small face tilted up, and the small flames reflected on her face with a sorrowful color.

"explain."

Cheng Hao finally raised his head.

He looked at her, his face collapsed like a stone, and the lines were cold and hard, "I need to explain."

Tang Mi showed him the phone.

That screenshot, screenshot time.

"For your assistant?"

Cheng Hao laughed blankly, "Just for your assistant?"

"Poxi said, tell me about Xiaoshi." Tang Mi carefully peeled a grape from the coffee table, pitifully, "I--"

"Didn't I tell you, I will deal with it?"

Cheng Hao interrupted her, "You don't know Boxi's mind? Or do you, Miss Tang, just enjoy the pleasure of playing a man between applause?"

"This is what you think of me?"

Tang Mi's eyes widened, like a cat with its tail stomped on.

Cheng Hao didn't answer.

He drove her silently, and finally said: "I don't think that such a thing needs to go to such a private place on the rooftop at night to talk at such a misleading time. Tang Mi, you think about my feelings."

"Seeing your endless scandals, here I am..."

He pressed his hand on his chest, "It's blocked."

He accidentally ate the hard biscuits when he was a little boy. I can't get up or down in one breath.

Tang Mi hugged him, her chest sour, like an immature green plum:

"Sorry, not anymore."

Cheng Hao leaned on the sofa quietly, motionless.

And just as the eight immortals of the major entertainment journalists crossed the sea, each showed their magical powers, and worked overtime to release the latest interviews, Boxi's Weibo moved.

Bo Xiv: [Ms. Tang and I have a close relationship, which does not involve any personal affair between men and women. I hope you will know. 】

The other party prepared a book for the heroine, and his boyfriend supported it. Most passersby couldn't help but quietly strayed to Tang Mi's side.

After all, with Mr. Cheng’s status, it’s impossible to succumb to any