Chapter 174

Speech Zi pupil tiny of pause for a while, for a moment didn't understand come over, he said this words is what meaning.

A face Zheng Leng and blankly looking at him, and then the corner of the eye glanced at the coffee table, which put a check, very familiar with the check. It's the one million dollar check Qin Tianen gave her last time he looked for her.

She hasn't called Qin Tian'en yet, and Qin Tian'en is very calm, and she hasn't found her again.

She is sure that she will come to her sooner or later, that's why she is so calm.

But why is the check in his hand?

She remembered that she had collected it and planned to donate it to charity in the name of Mrs. Tan Tianen Tang. But I don't want to be seen by him.

So he believed it?

How else can you say such a thing?

Looking at his lonely cold and alienated expression, Yan Zi Tong's heart seems to be hit heavily by something, painful she has some difficulty in breathing.

But he didn't show any pain on his face. He raised a delicate smile at him and said, "of course, Rong's value is far more than that. So I'm happy with my choice. "

"Your choice?" Rong Si's eyes were fierce and evil, and he glared at her with deep anger. He walked towards her and twisted out the smoke on the back of the sofa. He stood in front of her before Yan Zi Tong came back.

The distance between them was almost zero. Looking at his angry eyes, she thought he would want to strangle her.

No, he just raised his hand to pick her chin and looked down at her.

His thumb pulp gently touched her chin back and forth, and the pulp was slightly rough. When he rubbed, she could not help shivering.

Different from the previous caress, he didn't have any emotion at the moment. She had a feeling that he would want to break her neck at any time.

"A million? Is that your choice? " His eyes, like Falcon's, shot at her fiercely and fiercely. His voice is even colder, whether it is eyes or tone, or his attitude at the moment, is a merciless knife, mercilessly stabbing her heart.

Heart, at this moment in the blood, she is unable to struggle.

Some acid nose, there is an impulse to cry.

However, Yan Zi Tong will never allow her tears, no matter in front of anyone, she will not allow herself to shed a tear.

She is Yan Zi Tong, such as Xiao Qiang's Yan Zi Tong. Nothing can defeat her.

Toward him, he once again stirred up a bright and charming smile and said, "of course not! It's just a bonus. You're my best choice, aren't you? Oh, to be exact, it should be our two-way choice. Let's get what we need and benefit each other. However, Mr. Rong, you can't deprive me of my right to earn extra money! Otherwise, what would I live with? "

Rong Si's eyes were dark and gloomy, his teeth were cackling, and even his temples were jumping wildly. But the hand that stroked her chin didn't add a part of strength. It was still so soft and soft.

Suddenly, with a sneer of self mockery and sarcasm, he released the hand that held her chin and stepped back two steps.

Did not speak, just so cool, cold but full of disappointment looking at her. Nodded, looked at her again, turned and walked away.

Bang, the door closed.

Rong Zitong knows that he has left the apartment.

Turn around, looking at the door that has been closed, Yan Zi Tong the whole person seems to take off the general force, slowly bending.

Leaning on the sofa, squatting on the ground, hands holding their knees, head buried in the knee.

There was a feeling of dampness, and she didn't know what it was.

Suddenly realized that it was tears.

She cried.

Looking up, looking at the ceiling blankly, he forced his tears back.

Yan Zi Tong doesn't cry. She doesn't cry at any time.

Take a deep breath, and then exhale long, trying to adjust their emotions. Calm down. She doesn't want to be influenced by anything.

Yan Zi Tong, do you know what you are doing?

What about your reason? What about your calmness?

Why is it all gone from this man?

If at the beginning, you can manage your heart, not so fast to hand over, then you will have heartache now?

No!

Since we can hand it over, we can take it back.

Yan Zi Tong forced himself to take back the heart that he delivered.

In that case, it seemed that there was no need for her to stay.

Get up and get ready to leave. Then his eyes fell on the table not far away, where there seemed to be something.

Step past, found on the table is the piece of Yan Ximin torn to pieces, she how also can't put together the restoration of the photo.At this moment, the photos have been restored, and almost no cracks can be seen.

Mom's smile is still so elegant and gentle, beautiful.

It turned out that he really did it and gave her a picture without cracks.

When the broken photos disappeared, she looked everywhere. She put them on the table. How could they disappear.

And then he said, he took it, and he'll surprise you.

She didn't understand at that time what he called surprise.

The photos have been torn up like that. How can they be restored?

However, he is so confident and mysterious smile, she does not know why, looking at his eyes, is so believe him.

At the moment, the picture is right in front of her. However, he misunderstood her.

No!

This misunderstanding should not exist originally. It's just an explanation. Once it's clear, it's OK.

Why didn't she explain just now? She not only didn't explain, but also deliberately followed his words, which deepened the misunderstanding.

Yan Zi Tong, are you a pig? How stupid!

Put the photo in your pocket, take the mobile phone and quickly dial his number.

Then, as soon as it rang, he hung up.

Not answering her phone?

It doesn't matter if you don't answer. Yan Zitong sends a text message.

Another room

Rong Si stands in front of the French window, holding a glass of red wine and drinking it in one gulp.

Behind him stood Jiang Yang, his arms around his chest, and his eyes looked straight at him, "I said, are you really going to do this? This is not a big deal at all! Do you think so? "

Rong Si didn't speak. He handed the glass to him and motioned him to pour the wine.

The mobile phone on the coffee table rings, indicating that there is a short message coming in.

Jiang Yang bent over and took his mobile phone: "she sent you a text message."