Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Cheng Ye sat in the car and smoked a cigarette, but drove the car downstairs to sister Hong.

When the car stopped, he watched Sister Hong's sports car had come back, and watched for a while in silence.

Just about to leave, I saw Sister Hong getting out of the car with a tissue in her hand as if she was pressing her nose.

With the light, she could clearly see a little redness in the bottom of her eyes... Did you cry?

Ye Cheng found that his heart was tight and couldn't tell.

I also hate myself secretly, and obviously let go. What is it that I can't bear it? Isn't that the way to break up? Just a few days of sadness will be fine. Besides, she is rich and handsome now, where can I find a man?

Ye Cheng got out of the car, and stood by the door, "I don't think so? You won't cry when I see other girls?"

Sister Hong stopped, wearing a red wool skirt, covered with minimalist black down, and holding a notebook in her hand.

She just glanced at him, and then quickly prepared to enter the hall.

Cheng Ye closed the car door, grabbed the door rail before she opened the door, and looked at her condescendingly: "Isn't it very free and easy, why are you crying like a little girl?"

Sister Hong said quietly: "Cheng Zheng, we broke up. Whether I cry or find a man, it has nothing to do with you... I am ready to let go. Don't come to me if you are a man."

Master Cheng grinned his white teeth: "Okay, I'm not looking for you, I have nothing to do because I am full."

Sister Hong smiled softly: "Yes, just live your life well, isn't it pretty happy?"

For some reason, Cheng Ye felt guilty when he thought of the two sisters, and looked at Sister Hong.

With a light cough, he pretended to say casually: "Do you care?"

"It's kind of! It's only temporary, Cheng Zheng, don't find me anymore." She whispered: "I want to find a man to marry, maybe adopt a child, I don't smoke or drink anymore, I want There is a family, if you want to stay with us in the past, stop looking for me and stop ruining me. I can't afford Cheng's love again and again."

When she finished speaking, she softly broke away from him and opened the door to enter.

Cheng Yang stood behind her, looked at her back through the door, and it took a long time to find his own voice: "It's pretty good."

At this time, Xiao Mao jumped out ignorantly: ‘Master Cheng, didn’t you separate from your sister-in-law? ’

"It's an old relationship, don't you see if it works?" Cheng Ye frowned.

Xiao Mao sighed softly: ‘I will never look back when I look at Sister Hong. ’

Although Cheng Ye didn't have the thought of turning his head back at this time, he was still shocked by this sentence. He shook his head, "I didn't ask her either. There are so many women outside. I have money, why can't I find women!"

Xiao Mao looked at his Master Cheng without speaking.

After Cheng Ye finished speaking, he touched his nose: "I have left, and I don't want to see Lao Tzu. I won't let me drink a sip of tea."

Xiao Mao whispered softly from the side: "The woman is extremely sad, and this man is so old and dead. Maybe one day we can have a cup of coffee together, but it's definitely not now."

"When is that?" Cheng Ye asked in a rough voice.

Xiao Mao said again, "The book says at least ten years, maybe twenty years."

Master Cheng haha: "Twenty years, your sister-in-law has been menopausal a long time ago, and she's still drinking coffee."

Xiao Mao's voice was still quiet: "Master Cheng, where did my sister-in-law come from? Didn't you break up long ago?"