Chapter 7

"All right?"

It's almost ready. I have to comb my hair.

She answered without expression, went back to the room and stood in front of the mirror.

Luo Juntian comes in and sits casually. Tang Nuanyang's hair is still scattered, and his slender neck looms between seaweed like hair. He likes the way she looks like a shawl with long hair. He can vaguely remember the feeling of the thin and soft hair brushing on her face.

Tang Nuanyang made a careful offer.

"Wife" Luo Juntian ring on her waist, head against her neck, called the kiss hot.

Tang Nuanyang's heart was shaking violently. He pressed his hand and said, "the party is about to start. Let's go!"

Her cold refusal made him feel insulted. He put away his tenderness and pulled out his hand. "That's right. There are more beautiful young women than you at the party. You're just our child's daughter-in-law, used to dress up.".

"Yes! I hope I can still be worthy of your face. "Tang Nuanyang turned to him with a smile, took his hand, thanks him, and added another wound to her heart.

The arrival of Luo Juntian and Tang Nuanyang has become the focus of the audience. The president and his wife seem to match each other very well.

Face to face, a beautiful woman in a gold dress, coming straight.

Tang Warm Yang a Zheng, stupefied.

She subconsciously tightly pulls Luo Juntian, does not let him pass, but his hand or pulls away from her, leaves her side, walked to that woman.

"Jinli, why are you here?" Luo Juntian happily strides forward.

"Don't you welcome me?" Jiang Jinli smiles and frowns like a flower. Naturally, she hooks his neck and makes a fuss.

"How can it be? I'm afraid you think it's too boring here. I don't mean to go to Paris to hold an art exhibition. How's it going?" Luo Juntian scratched her nose in a friendly way.

How could it be so natural and harmonious? Tang Nuanyang looked like a fool for a long time. He turned around and lowered his eyes slightly. The world was dark.

There were so many people around, all of them knew it, but they pretended not to see it.

It turns out that the president also laughs and is so happy, just like a child. It turns out that the woman the president loves most is her, not his wife. It turns out that

Tang Nuanyang lost her face and felt that she had no place to escape now. However, she had to fight her way out. She could not faint, cry or run away. Her legs were like lead. She could not move and lost her direction.

Although in such a difficult time, she still had to smile to people, put all her strength to pull up the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Tang, here's your champagne." when I saw this scene, the subordinates of the United States were very clever and handed her a glass of champagne. It was better than standing there with empty hands.

"Thank you For Tang Nuanyang, it's like saving her from fire and water.

She reached for the glass, her hand swayed, and the glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces at her feet. She looked at the ground in horror, forced her face to laugh and broke in a moment. It turned out that she was too weak to hold the glass.

There is a piece of debris splashing up, cut her instep, blood as her pain, a little bit from the bottom of the muscle penetration out.

"Mr. Tang, are you bleeding? Is it painful"

originally, the sound of breaking a cup in this noisy meeting hall was not enough to disturb Luo Juntian, but the injured person was more special, especially the president's wife. Many comments attracted him to the past.