Warm the last step, "Tang Yichen, we have nothing to do with each other, who wants to give you a baby?"
Doesn't matter? Tang Yichen smiled coldly, lowered his head, and breathed in a warm ear, "Are you suggesting that I want to give you an identity?"
Warm face paled, unwilling to guess what Tang Yichen meant.
She always feels that Tang Yichen's attitude towards her has changed recently. Has something happened
Also, she doesn't want to participate in his future, she just wants to leave her life as soon as the contract expires.
"No." Warm answered firmly and forcefully.
Tang Yichen suddenly laughed in a low voice, and said dangerously: "What if I have to give it to you?"
Warm swallowed and pushed Tang Yichen away, almost unsteady.
Is Tang Yichen really crazy? Is this the Tang Yichen she knew
"I don't love you, Mr. Tang, I just want to leave you as soon as possible." He said in a warm breath.
Why did Tang Yichen say that? It feels like... I like her!
But the next second, Warmth will break my guess.
"The women I've met, no one else wants to get involved."
The warm heart seemed to be poured with cold water from head to toe.
She didn't know where her sense of loss came from. It turned out that Tang Yichen was just possessive, but when she heard Tang Yichen say this, she felt strange in her heart.
"Tang Yichen, if I said I was touched before you, what would happen to you?"
Warm gritted her teeth, she really hoped that Tang Yichen would be furious, and then drove her out.
However, things are not that simple.
Tang Yichen was secretly refreshed, this girl actually used this to arouse him, it is considered to have a brain.
Tang Yichen pretended not to know, nor did he discuss the matter with Warmth. He glanced at Warmth and went straight upstairs until dinner.
…
At the dinner table, Tang Yichen received a call, his face immediately cold.
"That old thing, I just became him when I found the opportunity." Tang Yichen finished saying this, only to see the warm face pale suddenly.
Tang Yichen really did not blink as it was written on the Internet.
"Young Master." Jiulong reminded Tang Yichen. Tang Yichen looked at his warm and pale face and threw the phone to Jiulong, "Handle it."
Jiulong took the phone and left and followed Tang Yichen's instructions.
Warm put down his chopsticks, stood up, "I'm full, go upstairs first."
After warming up, he left the restaurant without looking back, and went upstairs with his head dull.
Tang Yichen picked up the wine glass and shook the red wine in the glass, his eyes deep.
Jiulong came in with his mobile phone and placed both hands on Tang Yichen's hand respectfully.
"Young Master, Wu Ye's movements have been getting more and more frequent recently. Should we tell Mr. Nan about this matter?"
When Jiulong said this, he quietly looked at Tang Yichen's face. Sure enough, Tang Yichen's eyes immediately became cold, and Jiulong knew that he had said the wrong thing.
"What do I want him to do?" Tang Yichen sneered, "If you don't mention it, we will almost forget that there is a father."
Tang Yichen's voice is low, but it makes people shudder in Jiulong's ears.
There is a relationship between Young Master and President Nan, and I don't know when the ice will be broken.
"How was the matter for you to check?"
Tang Yichen jumped aside the topic, wiped his hands with his napkin without rushing or slowly, and subconsciously looked upstairs.
"I have found out about Miss Wen's uncle. They didn't know anything about Miss Wen's parents' car accident." Jiulong said slowly.