Mr. Tan, I heard that you used to love me

Gong Ming has a serious obsession with cleanliness, he thinks that the dirtiest thing is people.

The cleaning aunt needs to clean the entire carpet with a powerful vacuum cleaner every morning before he comes to the company, and will sterilize the carpet once a month.If he uses the key, he will wash his hands repeatedly ten times.

His dry cleaning looks like new every time.

But this kind of Gong Ming is willing to sit in a dilapidated shop and eat skewers because of her, no one will believe him when he tells it.

A rare sense of guilt gradually rose in Gao Wen's heart.

She felt it was her duty to visit patients.After filming, she went to the side of the road to buy some fruit and went on foot to the hotel where Gong Ming was staying.

The hotel is only four-star at most, but it is already the best place to stay here.But the object is Gong Ming, so this place is equivalent to a kennel for him.

Of course, you must inform the protagonist before coming to the door. The voice of the person on the phone is slightly hoarse: "You come up."

Carrying a large bag of fruit to the elevator, I followed the indicated door numbers one by one to find them, and soon saw two bodyguards in front of the door.

"Miss Gao, go in."

"Thank you."

In the suite, Gong Ming dressed very casually, completely different from what she imagined.

Seeing her, he said, "Here we come." In a straight tone.

She suddenly remembered what Luo Rou said, that Gong Ming likes to do things neatly.

When talking to him or typing or texting, don't use any punctuation marks other than commas and periods, especially exclamation points.

Because commas and periods can show calmness and orderliness.

And she found that when Gong Ming spoke to her, there were other punctuation marks or exclamation in the sentences.

Does this mean that Gong Ming treats her unusually?

Cough cough, don't think too much.

Gong Ming came over and put the bag full in her arms on the table at the side, "Ah, I bought a lot of dragon fruit," she added, "the stuffing is white dragon fruit."

Luo Rou said that he likes white things, even the pots at home are white. ——Typical patients with deep obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Oh." Gong Ming picked up a dragon fruit and stared at it for a long time, until Gao Wen couldn't help saying: "...how about I peel it for you?"

"Okay." The obedient baby handed it over.

... If you dare not do it, Gao Wen followed the outline of the fruit skin and tore it from the top, and the long purple nails were stained with a little juice.

Noticing that Gong Ming beside her was looking at her without blinking, Gao Wen's heart suddenly jumped: Don't you think her hands are dirty?

In fact, she was thinking too much, Gong Ming just thought her hands were pretty.

Cut a few petals of the dragon fruit core, insert a toothpick, "here."

The palace boss ate it with dignity.

Then--

Gao Wen looked at the other person in horror, her face turned pale, and she covered her stomach with her hands before suddenly remembering... Dragon fruit is cold in nature, and the other person should not eat this if his stomach is upset...

Mother TAT got into trouble again...

"Where's your stomach medicine?" He quickly helped him sit down, found the medicine bottle along the direction of his fingers, fed him the medicine, went out to the cleaner downstairs snack bar to buy a bowl of porridge, and found that he was still a little bit sick. Resisting, he decided to cook lean meat porridge by himself.

Of course, while boiling water and rice, she called Luo Rou for help on how to cook porridge.

Hearing this for the first time, Luo Rou on the phone was very surprised: "Cook porridge? Who? You?"

Three question marks in a row annoyed Gao Wen, "Who else but me?"

"You're on the set? Cook the porridge yourself? Where's your assistant?" The big girl who didn't touch the water suddenly told you to cook, even you were surprised.

"Little fairy, why are you asking so many questions! Tell me quickly..." No matter how many times you rolled your eyes, the other party couldn't see.There is everything in the suite, and there is no shortage of kitchen utensils, but I don't know the exact location.

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, she couldn't find the big spoon, so she asked Gong Ming who had been standing behind her for an unknown amount of time, "Where do you put the spoon?"

Hearing this, Gong Ming, who was cross-chested, came over and bent down to open the bottom drawer under the cabinet, where the spoon lay quietly.

Hearing her words, Luo Rou also knew that there was someone beside her, "Hey, which man is so lucky to let our big beauty wash his hands and make soup?"

"Bah, bah, bah, it's just you talking nonsense," Gao Wen held up the phone and said coquettishly, "Quickly tell me the steps of cooking horseshoe lean meat porridge."

"Alright, my lord queen."

According to Luo Rou's words, she cut the ingredients step by step, seeing that the cooking was almost done, Gao Wen's children's shoes just said a few words of thanks and hung up the phone, leaving Luo Rou helplessly shaking her head listening to the busy tone in the microphone.

When Gao Wen called, she was browsing the new component drawings sent by the company's design department. The small details were so complicated that she forgot to see them when she was interrupted.

He glanced at the clock on the table—it was past nine in the morning.

After going downstairs to the living room to get some warm water in the kitchen, I found a strange middle-aged man sitting on the couch opposite to Tan Zongming in the living room.

The two people who were originally talking turned their heads when they heard the sound.

It is rare to see Tan Zongming receiving others in the inner courtyard of the manor, unless they are very good friends.

Seeing them all looking over, Luo Rou approached and smiled softly: "Are there any guests?"

Tan Zongming waved to her, and Luo Rou sat down beside him, behaving intimately.No matter how much she feels about him, she still gives enough face to outsiders.

"This is an old friend of mine, Xie Dongjia," Tan Zongming introduced, "We have known each other for more than [-] years..."

"This must be the famous Luo's Beauty CEO, Ms. Luo." Wearing glasses, Xie Dongjia gave the impression of a smiling and kind face, with a light of wisdom in his gentle eyes.

"Hi, I'm Luo Rou." She offered her hand.

The other party shook hands, "I have long admired your name, Miss Luo."

"Call me Luo Rou."

After chatting a few words, I learned that Xie Dongjia came to visit Tan Zongming specially to reminisce about the old days. After more than 20 years of friendship, they would meet and get together every other year or half a year.

The two of them were talking about past topics, Luo Rou couldn't interrupt, so she quietly stayed in President Tan's arms like a beautiful vase.

While chatting with his old friend, Tan Zongming gently combed the beauty's hair with his hands, and the woman in his arms had a lazy look on his face.

It looks like a proud and elegant aristocratic Persian cat.

The two who usually maintain the mode of getting along have not realized how warm and caring the atmosphere between them is in the eyes of the third person, as beautiful as a painting handed down from generation to generation.

Xie Dongjia couldn't help sighing in his heart.

——His best friend finally became a prisoner in love.

Thinking about those who got married and divorced among them back then, only Tan Zongming who was still doing his own way and alone was left, and no one could understand what he wanted.

Just when they all thought that this man was destined to be lonely for the rest of his life, another village heard that he had an engagement partner.

The head of Roche's second-tier family.

Identity and background are not high.

He doesn't really believe it if it is a strong alliance and a marriage-style marriage as the outside world says.

With Tan Zongming's current worth, He Chou couldn't find a better one.

Now that I have witnessed the intimacy between the two and the pampering in Tan Zongming's eyes, what else is there that I don't understand?

Even if this woman is not a simple role at a glance, as long as Tan Zongming likes it and tolerates it happily, that's enough.

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

While the two men were chatting, Luo Rou pushed her fiancé's chest and signaled him to let go, "I'll go to the kitchen to get you some snacks." She got up and walked away.

After the woman's figure completely disappeared in the living room, Xie Dongjia suddenly restrained his smile, and hesitated a little: "Zong Ming, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

Knowing that the other party rarely looked so embarrassed, Tan Zongming raised his eyebrows and took a sip of tea when he took the time to say: "Don't talk if it's not appropriate."

Xie Dongjia had a stalk in his throat, "No, I still have to tell you."

"Oh, what bothers you so much?"

"You also know that when I was young, I was good at reading faces. What I said next is definitely not a joke." Referring to his old profession, Xie Dongjia's face was slightly serious.

Seeing him treat him so seriously, Tan Zongming restrained himself.

"Just now I looked closely at Luo Rou's younger brother and sister's faces, and the seal between their brows has turned black. Within a short period of time, there will be bloodshed."

After listening, Tan Zongming's face sank, "Is this true?"

"The sentences are true."

"The situation of younger brothers and sisters is due to the fact that the palace of fate appears coal-black—like a layer of coal dust in the palace of life, and they may encounter major setbacks in life."

In general, people in this situation may be bankrupt, seriously ill, die unexpectedly, fail in their career, or self-mutilate because they can't think about it. Within a few days there will be a catastrophe."

Several generations of Xie's family were good at odd calculations, but this generation Xie Dongjia set up his own business to run a business.

"Besides, I also observed the lifelines of my siblings..." He paused at this point, and then gave a hint of warning, "The candles of the lifeline... are too weak."

The pupils of the man on the opposite side shrank.

What does it mean?

——The decline of the candle of life indicates that the lifespan of that person is also approaching the end.

Xie Dongjia looked serious.

"So... Zong Ming, you have to protect her safety."

Regardless of the shock to Tan Zongming, when Luo Rou went to the kitchen to make desserts, she found that the mobile phone she usually carried with her was missing.

Put a dozen semi-finished snacks into the microwave oven, set the preset time, and then she went back to the study to look for her mobile phone.

The notebook document she had opened when she left was still there, the fluorescent screen light collided with the afternoon sunlight, and when she passed by the desk, she casually glanced at the photo in the frame——

The woman in the picture is riding a white horse, smiling contemptuously.

It was the moment Tan Zongming took advantage of the moment when the shutter flashed when she was defenseless.

Time flies, and they have been together for a year and a half in the blink of an eye.

He treated her very well.

So good...it always felt weirdly unreal to her.

The wind mischievously rolled up the curtains and window screens, and the warm sunlight spread across the room.

In a flash of light she saw her phone dropped by the corner of the table.

When I squatted down to pick it up, I accidentally bumped into the hard corner of the drawer, "Hiss..."

The desk drawer was not closed tightly, revealing a small slit on the side.

Although he knew that this was Tan Zongming's study and office, Luo Rou pulled the handle of the drawer one step faster than his brain——

A few stacks of documents lay quietly there, and the words and phrases she caught by chance let her know the general content——

She stood backlit, her eyelids slightly lowered—to hide the frightened and angry eyes inside.

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The author has something to say:

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Luo Rou: Let me tell you, you can easily lose me like this...

In the next chapter, the two will have a formal showdown, or will they have a falling out?

The plot □□ is coming soon, the story of the last few chapters, tell the author, are you still there?

Thank you Tao Zhiyao and minmin1990 for mine = 3 = I was taken care of by you recently~

ps Tomorrow there will be my family Sun Yang’s 200-meter freestyle final at [-] o’clock. I’m so nervous. I hope that he will win at least one gold medal if he works hard. Pray and pray~~~ Big Baiyang, come on↖(^ω^)↗