Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

Sitting in the leather swivel chair, Tan Yuran looked at the row upon row of buildings in the distance through the large floor-to-ceiling windows opposite, and listened to the words with deep meaning in his ears, but he remained calm, as if he had already foreseen it.

"It's tiring to fall in love with a suspicious lover. If he can be a little stupid, he may be much cuter than he is now."

Behind him, a magnetic voice sounded, teasing whispers.

Tan Yuran turned around, looked at Gu Yi on the other side of the marble table, and said coldly, "You don't need to judge whether he is cute or not, remember that you are just a private detective who eats the king's salary to share the worries of the king."

"Yes, I expressed great interest in playing the role."

"Tell me, what mission did he give?"

Gu Yi placed the three photos on the marble table with natural light green patterns, and pushed them in front of Tan Yuran, "You are among the three people he asked me to investigate, it seems that he doesn't really trust you... You feel sad."

Tan Yuran ignored Gu Yi's words, and glanced over the three photos one by one. When he saw his own photo, there was a fleeting haze in his eyes.He selected Li Li's photos, tore them into pieces and threw them into the wastebasket, and pushed the remaining two back to Guyi.

"Tell him what he wants to know, what to say and what not to say, don't let me teach you!?"

"Of course! Everything follows your wishes." Gu Yi put away the photo, put it in his arms, picked up the top hat on the table and put it on, really looking like a detective.

Before leaving, Gu Yi cast a glance at the wastebasket, walked briskly and gracefully to the door, without looking back, he said: "Love is a knife that kills people without blood, just imagine, whose hand is it in?" inside?"

"Thank you for the reminder, please close the door."

With a sound of 'click', the space returned to silence and emptiness, and Tan Yuran's index finger tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat, which was the rhythm of his strategizing... He had the upper hand from the beginning, because Tan Yuran gave him the Love is forged into a sharp sword. In the end, he will pierce that person's heart untouched, drop by drop. What is ridiculous is that all this is for the person he loves—the love given by Tan Yuran is a Cheng Qiyan is bound by a chain, and he will never stop cutting him throughout his life.

The psychedelic and melodious silverlining melody was playing on the car stereo, and it was melodious. He turned the tingling singing into the pleasure he pursued when he was crazy. Tan Yuran was playing with the syringe in his hand. The ice blue liquid inside was dazzling, like Like the sapphires dotted on the girl's crystal shoes, Tan Yuran smiled and pierced the white skin on his wrist with a needle, piercing into the looming blue blood vessels, and the ice blue gradually injected into his body, together with silverlining in every cell of the body beat.

Cheng Qiyan walked quickly to the side of the silver-gray BMW, opened the door, sat in, and glanced at the man in the driver's seat. At this moment, Tan Yuran had returned to his normal demeanor, and Cheng Qiyan's eyes swept over the man indifferently. He didn't say anything about the blood syringe, because it was destined not to get rid of, and he wouldn't think about anything.

"This is the summary report of last month's market in Singapore. I took a quick look at it. The situation is very gratifying. Here—"

"Well, there is not much room for progress. The foundation has been stabilized. The next step is to develop in depth."

The two exchanged their work situation, which was also one of the common languages. Cheng Qiyan looked ahead and talked carefully, and occasionally glanced sideways at Tan Yuran who was concentrating on driving.

"Damn!"

"Damn it!"

The two cursed in unison.

As long as you encounter a traffic jam, no matter how expensive your means of transportation is, it will be difficult to move.

The two looked at each other helplessly and smiled. After a moment of silence, Tan Yuran suddenly said: "By the way, Qi Yan, I'll give you a gift."

"What?" Cheng Qiyan was very calm, Tan Yuran always had some surprises from time to time, he no longer had the ability to imagine what the gift would be.

Tan Yuran opened the small black box, and there were two platinum rings inlaid in it.A beautiful halo shines.

"It's so beautiful." Cheng Qiyan had an intoxicated smile on his face, "It's so beautiful..."

"Like it?"

"Yes." Cheng Qiyan stretched out his left hand, "Put it on for me!"

Tan Yuran shrugged, "It should be the right hand."

"Presumptuous, put it on quickly." Cheng Qiyan stared angrily.

"Okay." Tan Yuran smiled and put the beautiful ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"This is more or less..." Cheng Qiyan snatched the ring box, "Stretch out your right hand."

They exchanged rings while sitting in the car, greeted each other's sweet smiles, and kissed each other's lips, which was long and romantic.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window... "Hey, you can't park here... You guys,"

The two quickly separated and looked at the traffic policeman who bent over to talk to the driver. The poor traffic policeman saw that the scene of their kiss had already petrified, and his facial muscles twitched violently... What are these two well-dressed people sitting in the limousine doing? ...