The spring of rebirth

Lin Yuanyuan was still unwell. After lunch, he went back to bed to rest. Tang Qiyao sat by the bed and teased him for a while. Seeing that he was about to fall asleep, he tucked the quilt up for him, lightly He walked out of the bedroom and went to the other side of the living room to make a call to Michael Wen.

Mike Wen was very surprised to learn that he returned to China so early. After hearing about Huang Zhenhua's car accident, he said: "I haven't figured out what Ms. Huang wants to do. Huang Qican's recent development is not bad, as you expected It's the same as yours, completely uninvolved by you."

Tang Qiyao said: "I have some ideas about this, but I haven't figured it out yet, so let's talk about it later. Didn't the board of directors say that we will be an intermediary subsidiary? How is the progress?"

Mike Wen replied: "During the company's holiday on December 28, the board of directors issued the appointment of Ren Xizhi, and the whole set of mechanisms of the subsidiary seems to be almost perfect."

Tang Qiyao sneered, "The movements are fast and subtle, so you don't know anyone."

"It's nothing that gods and ghosts don't know. It's probably just in case you know." Mike Wen coughed twice and said, "The old guys on the board of directors probably thought you would be hit hard."

Tang Qiyao said: "They think there are a lot of things. What's wrong with you? Have a cold?"

"It's nothing, I just caught a cold." Mike Wen took it lightly, and then said with a teasing smile, "It sounds like you're in a good mood. Is my artist still alive?"

"Live very happily," Tang Qiyao said flauntingly, "His manager will expire in March, and I plan to accompany him until then, and this period of time should be regarded as a rest."

The two chatted a few more words about the company before hanging up the phone. Tang Qiyao gently pushed open the bedroom door and looked. Lin Yuanyuan was sleeping soundly, so he got dressed, took his wallet, and went out lightly.

Lin Yuanyuan woke up, and it was more than half of the afternoon. He rubbed his somewhat messy hair, pulled on his slippers and came out of the bedroom, only to find that Tang Qiyao was not there.This discovery made him feel so disappointed that he actually ran away after going to bed! ?Didn't you say "the first day of the wedding"? !

He was sulking when the door lock was opened with a click. Tang Qiyao opened the door with a plastic bag and saw him standing in the living room, closing the door behind his back and asking, "Woke up so soon? I went to buy something." , I’m afraid you won’t wake up and see that I’m going to be angry, but it’s still too late.” He put the plastic bag on the shoe cabinet, walked over without changing his shoes, and looked at Lin Yuanyuan with an exaggerated expression, “Baby, get angry gone?"

When he got closer, Lin Yuanyuan realized that Tang Qiyao's forehead was sweating a little in this lunar new year's weather, and it seemed that he really came back from a gallop.The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, he quickly turned his eyes away, and asked, "Why am I so angry, how can I be so boring. What did you go to buy?"

Tang Qiyao showed him the bag, which contained a complete set of toiletries.

Lin Yuanyuan frowned in dissatisfaction, and said, "I didn't allow you to live in my house forever, what are you planning to do?"

Tang Qiyao walked to the bathroom on his own, hung a new towel on the towel rack, and said, "Even if you're staying for a short time, you still need it."

Lin Yuanyuan pretended to think about it, reluctantly: "I bought everything back, and I will give you a chance to use it for a few days."

They spent this Spring Festival in this small apartment, except for occasional meals outside, almost never going out, just fermenting happiness and sweetness in that small space.

After the fifth day of the lunar new year, Tang Qiyao will go back to work in the company. Lin Yuanyuan has no work arrangements. In addition to the several days of indulgence, he really lacks sleep. When Tang Qiyao went out in the morning, he just squinted his eyes and said Say goodbye, turn around and continue to sleep to death.

After Tang Qiyao went to the company to punch in his card, he went to the office to play games all morning. During this period, several middle-level managers came over under various banners to inquire about the rumors, but he sent them back with a few slaps.

When getting off work at noon, Emma made an internal call and asked him to have lunch with him at a French restaurant on the street next to the company.

Tang Qiyao arrived early, and there were not many vacant seats in the restaurant at this time, only a table by the window had just left two guests, so Tang Qiyao sat down and waited for Emma.

They made an appointment at twelve o'clock, and at eleven fifty-nine o'clock, Emma pushed open the door of the restaurant.

Tang Qiyao helped her open the chair and said, "You still like to step on the time so much, and you haven't gotten rid of this habit for so many years."

Emma's movements obviously paused before she sat down, with a smile on her lips, "I thought you had forgotten all about the past."

Tang Qiyao waved to the waiter, "What a coincidence, I see you in the same way."

The waiter came to order, and Emma was still thinking about the meaning of Tang Qiyao's words.

The red wine was delivered quickly, and Tang Qiyao picked up the wine glass and tilted it, "Although it's a bit late, I still want to congratulate you on being appointed as the CEO, and wish you every success."

Emma took a sip of the wine in the glass, with a mixed look on her face, and said, "Qiyao, you misunderstand me too much, and I can explain many things, as long as you are willing to listen."

Tang Qiyao lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's not whether you want to listen, but whether you listen or not, it doesn't make any sense."

Emma took a breath and asked, "Last time you said that because of your brother, what about this time? Because of Lin Yuanyuan?"

Tang Qiyao raised his head and replied: "There are his reasons, but not all of them. Wen Qing, between you and me, there was no turning back ten years ago, you should know this."

Emma suddenly became excited: "I don't know!"

The waiter took two steps towards this side, Tang Qiyao waved his hand at him to indicate that it was okay, and then said to Emma: "If you can't calm down, we can talk another day."

Emma's chest rose and fell violently, and she said in a low voice: "I was still young at that time, why couldn't you understand my mood? I admit that I was not firm enough at that time, but what about you? If you can be more persistent , we will not separate!"

Tang Qiyao didn't refute, and followed her words: "Yes, I'm not persistent enough, but I don't regret it now."

During the Spring Festival, Fan Xiaoyu and Li Zhiwen met each other's parents. The parents were quite satisfied, and they secretly urged the matter to be finalized.Fan Xiaoyu's New Year's Eve was a happy one. On the first day of work, several colleagues with good relations came to congratulate her on the approaching good news. They encouraged her to treat her, and the girls went to dinner together chattering.As soon as they reached the intersection, one of the girls said in surprise, "Look, are those President Ai and Director Tang?"

Several people looked in the direction of her finger, just in time to see Tang Qiyao wiping Emma's tears with a tissue, and instantly boiled.After all, when Tang Qiyao and Emma got engaged in the first place, they were very powerful and were once favored by everyone. The subsequent turning points were also very dramatic. There were more than N versions in the company about the love and hatred between the two of them who had been entangled for more than ten years. Hatred version.

"Looking at it like this, it's completely time to reconcile!"

"That's right, it's so exciting to reunite a broken mirror!"

"Director Tang is so gentle, my heart is about to melt, what should I do..."

"If they reconcile... what about Lin Yuanyuan?"

Several people looked at Fan Xiaoyu in unison, Fan Xiaoyu looked dumbfounded, completely unable to accept it.

When Tang Qiyao returned to the company, it was just two o'clock in the afternoon. While turning on the computer, he called back to Lin Yuanyuan, but the line was busy all the time.

Mike Wen knocked on the door and came in, waved the fax in his hand, and said, "You don't seem to be training well, my artist is a bit disobedient."

Tang Qiyao was taken aback, and immediately asked, "Fang Ping's play?"

Mike Wen handed him the fax and said, "You know him well."

Tang Qiyao said: "Aside from this matter, he has nothing else to disobey."

Lin Yuanyuan was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes were wide open, and his drowsiness was completely driven away by Fan Xiaoyu's phone call.Tang Qiyao and Emma met outside the company alone, Emma was crying and Tang Qiyao wiped her tears, it was so touching and touched China!

The existence of a first love girlfriend is really too dangerous...

The landline in the living room rang, and Lin Yuanyuan got up from the bed to answer it, "Hello, who is it?"

Tang Qiyao on the other end of the phone said, "Still sleeping? Have you had lunch yet?"

Lin Yuanyuan said sullenly: "I'm awake, no, I don't want to go out." While thinking about it, how should I ask him?

"There are sushi and pork rib soup that I bought yesterday in the refrigerator, and I put them in the freezer." Tang Qiyao paused for a few seconds before saying, "Far away, Fang Ping's studio sent a fax of the contract today."

Lin Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "I'm sorry."

Tang Qiyao laughed and said, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

"I shouldn't have made my own decisions... You're not angry?"

"No, I'm very angry," Tang Qiyao changed his tone, "You don't know the stakes here, and you will regret your impulsiveness in the future."

Lin Yuanyuan said: "I am not impulsive..."

"This may make it impossible for you to continue performing in the future. You should think about it carefully."

Lin Yuanyuan suddenly noticed the allusion in Tang Qiyao's words, and asked, "...If I insist, will you agree?"

Tang Qiyao said helplessly: "I can give you what I think is the best arrangement, but I hope that what I give you is what you really want."

Lin Yuanyuan felt like being thrown into a honey pot, the sweetness was bubbling vigorously.

"I have already contacted Fang Ping and asked him to send the script. I will read it for you first. You are not allowed to have any objections."

Lin Yuanyuan's eyes curled up, and his voice was uncontrollably tainted with a smile: "Okay, I have no objection."

After Tang Qiyao finished his business, he added: "Don't stay on the bed, go eat something, if I go back and find you still in bed, I can't guarantee that you can get out of bed today."