Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

This matter is a taboo for Lin Yun. He hasn't mentioned a word in these years, but he always remembered in his heart that he should have had a sister...

(After another long time, Tang Yu felt that Pei Qiqi was the compensation. Zhao Ke pushed away his mother's child, but God gave Qiqi to him)

At this moment, Lin Yun received some comfort in her heart. She raised her eyes, looked at the direction upstairs, and smiled slightly.

After this incident, Tang Zhiyuan and Zhao Ke will completely disappear from her life in the future.

At the end of the banquet, Tang Yu personally sent Sun Feifei back.

He drove the always-open Bugatti Veyron and looked ahead intently...

Sun Feifei sat beside him, a little nervous. After all, this was their first date. Her fingers were tightly pressed against the skirt, for fear that he would not feel dignified.

For a long time, Tang Yu didn't say a word, so Sun Feifei asked softly: "In a moment, go up for a cup of coffee."

"It's getting late." Tang Yu smiled faintly, "Next time!"

She was a little disappointed, but she dared not say anything.

The Sun family motto is...be good.

Especially for a man like Tang Yu, she doesn't need family instructions, she will be obedient in front of him.

Such a man is too easy to make women soft... His indifference is also extremely charming.

Feifei Sun was a little flattered, and still couldn't believe that the lucky one was herself.

After humming, she sat more obediently.

Tang Yu looked at the front, feeling the same as the night... as cold as water.

There is nothing good in Sun Feifei, nothing is good for him, but nothing bad either!

Perhaps, this is called a general.

As long as it's not that person, or that little guy who is as beautiful as an oil painting and sometimes looks fierce, it's a general!

The woman on the side looked at him, she was still shy, but she couldn't laugh anymore... almost wanted to cry.

Because Tang Yu's eyes are getting colder and colder, this is not the way of love, and he can't even talk about liking.

When the car stopped, she asked softly: "Tang Yu, do you hate me?"

His slender fingers are still on the steering wheel, and his eyes are a little deep, looking forward, "No."

"But you don't like me either, do you?" Sun Feifei's voice became even smaller.

His eyes finally fell on her, and he smiled slightly, "I will try my best."

If it was an ordinary man, a girl would have probably turned around and left after hearing this, and would have been waiting with a slap in the face with a temperament—

But this person is Tang Yu.

He became flattered when he said such a sentence, at least Feifei Sun was a little touched.

She sat, feeling a little bit sad for a long time.

And Tang Yu still sat upright, and didn't ask her to leave, just with a faint expression.

Finally she felt that it was a bit wrong to sit down like this, and moved, "Then, good night."

Tang Yu nodded, and Sun's servants came to pick up the little princess.

Sun Feifei stood there very beautifully, waiting for Tang Yu's car to drive away before she walked into her main house...

Tang Yu sat in the car, looked at the rearview mirror, and pressed his thin lips slightly...

He does not hate Sun Feifei, but it should be difficult to like it.

She was no different from the famous ladies he had seen before, and she wouldn't let him be moved.

Not like that cruel little thing...

Thinking of that cruel little thing, Tang Yu stepped on the accelerator, and the white sports car rushed out like an off-string arrow...

He did not go back to the rose garden, but drove the car downstairs in Xiacheng and sat in the car.

Just light a cigarette and smoke it slowly until dawn.