Regretful CEO: Courting My Wife for 99 Times

Tang Zhiyi was shocked. He stepped back a few steps. His eyes were full of tears and looked at Nanjin fan in disbelief. However, those cruel words were really what he said.

All the explanations were stuck in her throat. She couldn't spit out a word when she opened her mouth.

Nanjin fan had already turned around, leaving her a figure of her back and turning over to bed.

She occupied in place for a long time, so long as time seemed to solidify, the whole south home seemed to be only her breath.

She just feels exhausted!

Nanjin fan's behavior and language were deeply rooted in her heart.

If the husband and wife do not even have the minimum trust, then how can they go hand in hand in the future.

She closed her eyes slightly.

There was a trace of bitterness in my heart.

The next day, when she woke up, she looked at her swollen eyes in the mirror. Tang Zhiyi sighed. Nanjin fan had changed her clothes from the cloakroom and walked out.

When I saw her, she was just a light glance, as if she were a stranger without urgent need.

Tang Zhiyi even though sad to breathe, but still want to live, she quickly also brought clothes downstairs.

The servant was waiting, and a large family gathered around the table. She gave her bag and coat to the servant to sit down.

However, just after taking a seat, Nan Yinmei's sarcastic words came to me: "Oh, the president's wife's airs are not so big. I'm afraid that if you don't come, I'm afraid technology will starve to death!"

Tang Yi slightly frowned, the hands of the helpless knead the corner of his clothes, bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Minqing of the southern Wei Dynasty cleared his throat and swept his eyes. His body was almost all right. He nodded at everyone and said, "there have been a lot of things happening in the company these days, among which is the land planning case. It was originally a must win project, but it was missed in vain. Let's make a summary of it respectively."

After saying that, everyone in the underground thought each one, the opinion is different, Tang Zhiyi quietly listens, but for a second thought or ginger is old spicy.

After listening to the people of the southern Wei Dynasty saying, wow, they went to work. Nan Jin Fan stood up and didn't even look at Tang Zhiyi. He just glanced at the door, took the bag from the servant and went out.

Tang Zhiyi droops her head and feels helpless. The people of the southern Wei Dynasty have already stood up. Seeing the scene, he patted her on the shoulder and slowly went upstairs with the help of the servant.

Tang Zhiyi no longer has the time to think so much, hastily also took the thing from the servant hand to go out the door.

By the time he got to the door, Nan Jin Fan had already got on the bus. For a moment when he saw her, he had a light look in his eyes and lowered his head.

Tang Zhiyi hesitated to follow him to get on the bus.

turned the car from her front and slowly drove out of the south gate.

Tang Zhiyi was stunned and bit his lip. He looked at the servant's eyes and gave a bitter smile. He carried the baby out in a hurry.

She managed to squeeze the bus to sit in the company, the company has been busy, all the way traffic jam, to the company she was fully late for five minutes.

When she got to the floor, she just saw Nan Jin Fan standing in front of Zhou Yan's desk, opening a planning book.

She looked at her cold face, and her face was cold, and her face was cold.

"Don't say hello when you see your boss?" Nanjin fan closed the planning book and looked up at her coldly. Although there was only a distance of more than three meters between them, it seemed that there was an insurmountable ice wall between them.

Zhou Yan's interested eyes slowly fell down.

Tang Zhiyi looked at Nan Jin Fan's face. Her eyes were deep and gloomy. She couldn't figure out what she was thinking. She slowly lowered her head.

The mood in the heart surged for half a ring, finally looked up again, faint smile: "good morning!"

Nan Jin Fan's face sank again, and his eyebrows twisted into knots, as if he wanted to compete with her on purpose.

"Call me Mr. Nan!" The sound was majestic and surging.

Tang Zhiyi's face is red, and Zhou Yan's face behind him shows a faint smile. His lips are slightly raised and he looks at her contemptuously.

She raised her head here and said in a light tone: "good morning, Mr. Nan!"

Nan Jin Fan's eyes moved, and his plan flew toward Tang Zhiyi. All of a sudden, he hit her in the face, and the paper was flying everywhere.

Nanjin fan's voice came again coldly: "what time is it now? I don't have any idea of time. How long are you late now?"

Tang Zhiyi's eyebrows are deeply locked up. Even though she has a good temper, she can't tolerate too much. She looks at Zhou Yan's high spirited smile behind her.

It's like a mockery. She's being criticized here like a fool.

However, Nan Jin Fan turned around too much, patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder, looked at her, and said with praise: "Zhou Yan, you've done a good job this month. You can have dinner together in the evening."

Zhou Yan's face suddenly showed surprise because of her inconceivable. She opened her mouth and finally showed a happy look. She nodded in a hurry: "Mr. Nan, this is what I should do!"The expression is too exaggerated, Tang Zhiyi frowns, just squat down and slowly pick up the ground scraps of paper and planning.

Nanjin fan was satisfied with this, and took an impatient glance at the memory of Tang, and then he slowly walked into it.

Tang Zhiyi picked up the document, took it and put it in Zhou Yan's office, turned around and walked into the house.

Nanjin fan was in the process of changing documents. When she heard her opening the door, she did not even lift her face. She felt bored and didn't want to fight against each other, so she walked into her office.

Until after hours.

She went outside and waited at the door for a long time before Nan Jin Fan got up slowly. As soon as he saw her, he frowned slightly, put on his clothes and went out.

Tang Zhiyi quickly followed and walked to the door.

But he saw that Nanjin fan seemed to deliberately go to Zhou Yan in front of her and take her away from the company.

Even though Tang Zhiyi knew that it was to anger her on purpose, and that Nanjin fan despised a girl like Zhou Yan from the bottom of her heart, she would not like a girl like Zhou Yan. However, she felt the pain in her heart, so she opened her mouth.

Two people's back disappeared in front of her eyes, she looked at her embarrassed appearance, sighed, and slowly walked out of the company.

It was the rush hour after work. It seemed that everyone saw this change. It was as if she had just entered Nanshi. At that time, Nanjin fan left Nanshi with other girls. She was surrounded by people like a rare animal.

Severe irony, sympathy is obvious.

Tang Zhiyi smile, lips overflow a bitter smile.

Time has changed, three years, the original of their own distress has never changed.

It was evening when she got home. It was getting dark. The servant's meal was just finished. She went into the room. Only Nan Yinmei was reading in the hall. There was no other figure in the room for the first time.

She asked the servant, and the servant said that the people of the southern Wei Dynasty had business to go abroad, and it was estimated that they would not come back for two days.

Tang Zhiyi doesn't say hello to Nan Yinmei. Anyway, she never pays attention to her. It's better to go upstairs directly.

South hidden eyebrow stands in the hall, but the heart is anxious to jump up and down.

She had just looked at the child, and the bulging abdomen seemed to exert great pressure on her. Seeing her stomach grow bigger and bigger, she was still indifferent and helpless.

The thought of this made her feel anxious.

Looking at the oil just bought on the kitchen table, her eyes dripped around, with a trace of malice in her expression, and suddenly she began to laugh.

Nanjin fan has not come back.

The servant had already called Tang Zhiyi downstairs: "madam, have dinner!"

After a while, Tang's memory slowly downstairs, her pace has been a little slow, slow behavior, up and down are holding the stomach.

Nan Yin Mei sits at the table slowly picking up the rice.

Close, close!

She said it silently, praying again and again.

"Ah Tang Zhiyi screamed. At the corner of the stairs, her feet slipped and her body lightened, as if it were empty. She leaned straight forward.

There was wind on both sides of the face, and the servants around were in a mess, but no one could save the tragedy.

She tried her best to protect her stomach.

However, the next second is falling into a man's arms.

Anmu did not know when to stand in front of her, body speed to seem like a ghost in general, he strode to come over, all of a sudden held the memory of Tang.

All of a sudden quiet down, as if palpitation, Tang Zhiyi half a day to open his eyes, the body has been stable in the arms of an mu.

Her heart sank slowly.

"You Behind him, there was a shrill cry: "Anmu!"

Nan Yin Mei seemed to have eaten dynamite. She suddenly roared. She pulled away the crowd and ran over. She grabbed Anmu's collar and said, "what are you doing?"

Tang Yiyi is OK, standing still.

Anmu's eyes slightly half squint, along the South hidden eyebrow's words to fall down slowly, he opened his mouth but could not say anything.

South hidden eyebrow but as if mad with Anmu Lala, at this time, Tang Zhiyi only felt a stabbing pain in the lower abdomen.

She tolerated it at first. But it's not only painful.

Anmu but suddenly a roar: "quiet!"

The white and handsome face with some evil spirits turned red, and he turned around.

As soon as he had finished, Tang Zhiyi squatted down slowly. A servant invited a family doctor. He had a preliminary examination for Tang Zhiyi. After half a while, he said anxiously: "it's better to go to the hospital for examination, although the situation is not very serious! But after all, it was startled. "

With that, Tang Zhiyi waved his hand, and his body could feel that the Tao was unimpeded. After a half sound rest, he could not eat any rice. He was lying in the bedroom, thinking for a while. When he nearly fell down, there was a bright oil stain on the floor. Where did the oil stain come from?She did not dare to think about going down. She was afraid to think about it. This was the boundless abyss.

Her child!