Chapter 155

Qin Tian en Wei's Zheng for a while, as if for the words of Yan Zi Tong some surprise and astonishment.

But that Zheng Shen is only a second's effort, and then it is to restore her dignified, arrogant and awe inspiring expression, a face Mo ran looking at Yan Zi Tong, evoke a faint if there is no sneer, slowly take out a check from the bag, fill it out and hand it to Yan Zi Tong: "think about it, think about it, call me."

She did not tell Yan Zitong her phone number, that is because she believes Yan Zitong will have a way to know her number.

This is also a test for Yan Zitong.

Nothing more, just a meaningful look at Yan Zi Tong, got up and left.

Yan Zi Tong looks at the check she left, one million.

Oh!

Mrs. Tang is so generous that she can make a million at a time.

But also let her understand, the original Rongsi this son in her eyes is only worth a million.

Oh, no!

It's not worth a million.

This one million is her reward for doing things for her. It's not Rongsi's status at all.

Looking at this check, Yan Zi Tong raised a sneer of disdain, for Rong Si feel a trace of heartache and worthless.

What's all this, mom?

How can you do this to your son?

She and Yan Yue Wen are very similar!

……

When Rong Si returns to the room, he doesn't see Yan Zi Tong's figure. There is no her figure in the big apartment.

Looking at the empty apartment, his brow faintly frowned.

Didn't you say you went to Yanjia at noon? It's only six o'clock. Why haven't you come back yet? I agreed to cook for him in the evening.

Rong Si almost came back immediately after work. As soon as she thought of what she said, she felt surrounded by the faint happiness.

It was a feeling of home. There was a woman at home, a woman who cared about him, waiting for her to go back. When he came in, he took his briefcase and coat and gave him a warm smile with love.

He put his arm around her shoulder and gave her a lingering kiss.

Such a life is what he looks forward to and yearns for.

It seems to be working now.

So, as soon as he got off work, he came back in a hurry.

However, when entering the door, I didn't see her figure, and there was no smell of her in the room.

Smell?

Rong Si is surprised by his idea. He is looking for her smell. Does it mean that he cares more and more about her?

Looking at the empty room, Rong Si's expression was a little trance, and there was a ray of strange light in his brilliant eyes.

But, in fact, he didn't know one thing.

That is, Yan Zitong didn't go to Yan's home at noon, but went after the afternoon class. By the time I got to Yanjia, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Then they have a big fight with Yan Ximin's mother and daughter. When they get back to the hotel, they read the information about Tang Tang sent by Yang Lihe and have a cup of coffee with Qin Tianen.

So, this time, she's in the elevator.

Rong Si seems to think of something again, turn round to go out, walk toward the room of opposite speech Zi pupil.

Press the fingerprint to open the door.

There was no her in the room, but she saw the torn photos on the table.

Standing at the table, looking at the photo, Rong Si's eyes were a little confused and dazed, flashing a complex look.

Sit down in a chair, with beautiful fingers fiddling with the pieces.

However, like Yan Zitong, he also has no way to restore the photos.

In the photo, it can be seen that the mother and daughter are taking a group photo. The woman in the photo is very beautiful and has a lot of temperament. Even if there are cracks in the photo, it still does not affect her unique temperament.

Rong Si took the mobile phone, took a picture and sent it out. Then dial a number in the past, did not wait for the voice of the person on the other end of the phone, it is said in a deep voice: "I sent a picture to you, you see, can help me restore."

There was a lazy tone in my ear, "young master, you think I am omnipotent! What kind of crap are you sending? All torn like this, still let me restore? You think I've got a magic hand

"I can't help it. I won't look for you." Rong Si casually said, and then almost said in an imperative tone, "I don't care what method you use, in short, you restore it to me!"

"Damn it The other side burst out a rude, "no way!"

When Rong Si was about to say something, the other side said leisurely, "unless you give me the original, there is still a glimmer of hope. What the hell are you doing here? "

"I'll give it to you later." Then he hung up.

"Shit, what's the attitude? Is there anyone who asks? Are you begging or ordering? " Jiang Yang on the other end of the phone is very upset and says something in his mouth.Rong Si takes a document bag, puts the photo into the document bag, and dials He Shi's phone.

He Shi quickly appears at the door, and Rong Si gives He Shi the document bag, "you send this to Jiang Yang."

He Shi took the bag and nodded, "OK, young master. I'll go now. "

Yan Zi Tong comes out of the elevator and meets He Shi.

"Miss Yan." He Shi respectfully calls Yan Zi Tong, and then enters the elevator.

Yan Zi Tong some confused looking at the elevator he Shi, haven't had time to ask him what, the elevator door has been closed.

Then, all of a sudden, she seemed to think of something.

She seems to have promised Rongsi in the morning to cook for him in the evening.

But it was completely forgotten.

He Shi has come back, so he must have come back.

Thinking, showing a faint apology, walking towards the room.

"Back?" Yan Zi Tong just walked to the door, it is to see Rong Si standing in her room door, see her, lips bend up a touch of light smile, eyes reveal a burning emotion, smile Ying Ying but a face of concern looking at her.

See that look in the eyes, Yan Zi Tong's heart across a warm current, back to his smile, and then an apologetic face said, "sorry, I forgot what I promised you in the morning. I didn't buy food. "

With a smile on his lips, he put his hand around her waist and said, "it doesn't matter. There will be opportunities in the future. I'm not in a hurry."

How long will it take?

Yan Zi Tong aftertaste his words, don't know how to respond to him.

So Yang Mou, Zheng Zheng of looking at him.

Rong Si looked back at her, now in his eyes, she is so beautiful, like a bud in bud, waiting for his pick.

Bow your head and attach your lips.

Then the canthus of the eye inadvertently glanced at her right ankle, and her face was suddenly dim, "what's the matter? Who made it