Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xiao Ran couldn't stop him, and then he thought silently in his heart that he would always come this time, so he just let people in.

Pei Qiqi entered Tang Yu's office, he was sitting behind his desk, and of course there were several senior executives.

After Pei Qiqi rushed in, those high-level officials couldn't stay there anymore and went out consciously.

When passing by Pei Qiqi, I sighed silently...

In the heart of the president, beauty is still no match for Jiangshan! They don't believe the rumours outside. If the president can't figure out whether a woman is his own sister or is still married, then he won't be the president of Shengyuan.

When everyone left, Pei Qiqi's gaze fell on a delicate small phone beside Tang Yu.

That was... Tang Xin's cell phone.

At that moment, Pei Qiqi's throat seemed to be stuck with something, and he was so uncomfortable that he could barely breathe.

She stared hard, slowly, step by step approach...

Stopped in front of him, looked at him, and then picked up the phone in her hand, her fingers trembling.

She is unwilling to believe, unwilling to believe... the possible facts.

She would rather believe that this is a prank.

The phone is warm, which proves that he took it some time ago. She opened it and saw the message she sent, and she saw the message Tang Xin sent to her...

Tears slid across his cheeks, silently, silently shed tears.

"Where's Tang Xin?" She started, her voice hoarse and unspeakable, her eyes staring scorchingly at his face.

Tang Yu sat on the office chair, he did not move...

In fact, he can't move either.

He once thought that there was nothing he could not solve in this world, and there was nothing that could embarrass him.

But now, he was actually powerless to this point.

"Seven seven." He said, walking with difficulty.

He knew she would know, but he hadn't thought about it, it would be so fast...

Pei Qiqi's fingers squeezed the phone tightly, tears kept falling, and her voice was stern, "Where is Tang Xin?"

He finally left his seat and walked slowly to her side, his big palm hesitantly falling on her shoulder.

Pei Qiqi sideways, looking at his palm...

"Qiqi." His voice was deep, "Tang Xin, no more."

No more...

Pei Qiqi took a step back and looked up at him in shock...

Although he guessed so, but when he said it, her world collapsed.

Tang Xin is gone...

So, what is left of her?

What else does she have?

An omnipotent brother like Tang Yu?

Or is it a father Tang Zhiyuan who can take care of her?

She stepped back, looking at him stubbornly, her voice hurriedly: "I don't believe it, I don't believe a word!"

"Tang Yu, you lied to me, lied to me!" She kept backing away, her thin body trembling like a reed that broke in the wind.

He pulled her with heartache and hugged her tightly in his arms.

His face was against her cheek, and her cheeks were covered with cold tears, her deepest pain.

She used all her strength to break away, but Tang Yu pressed her hard in his arms...her face was buried in his arms, and he pressed her little head in a deep voice, "Qiqi!"

He didn't know what to say to comfort her, he had no stand.

Even, she hates him.

In his arms, there was a scream of sadness...

She called Tang Xin's name, called desperately, struggling desperately—

He didn't let her go, she bit him, his shoulder was slowly stained with blood.

The bright red color fainted on the white shirt, fainted...