love addiction

"The password has been changed." Tang Mianmian smiled slightly, although a little insincerely.

An Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that it was not good to say anything now, so he shut his mouth wisely.

He knows people, but it doesn't mean Tang Mianmian doesn't ask questions.

She fiddled with the phone intentionally or unintentionally, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Many of Long Yejue's passwords seem to be the same."

"Um...it seems to be." Anyi felt profusely sweating.

Find the speed of the elevator! !

"That number seems to be a birthday serial number."

"..." He didn't know anything, please don't inquire.

Anyi almost knelt down.

The elevator that I usually think is super fast, it seems like it is deliberately embarrassing him, it is really slow.

Tang Mianmian curled her lips, her eyes filled with light, "Long Yejue is in a good mood recently, if I accidentally say something bad about Assistant An, will he be angry?"

"Madam..." Anyi wanted to cry but no tears.

Never thought that Tang Mianmian, who has a super personality, would have such a threatening day.

But Tang Mianmian didn't sympathize with him. Instead, he said lazily and casually with half-down eyes, "Of course, Antezhu is so kind to me, how can I bear to speak ill of you? How close I am to you, as close as Long Ye Lord knows it."

"Pfft..."

Anyi's legs felt weak, his handsome face twitched, "It's... the birthday serial number."

"Whose?" She raised her delicate willow eyebrows.

***
The atmosphere is wrong.

Long Yejue felt it when he came back from the meeting.

When he entered the office, Anyi seemed hesitant to talk to him, as if he had something to do.

But Tang Mianmian was very quiet, not clinging to him like in the past.

After thinking about it, he put down the document in his hand, raised his legs and looked at someone in the opposite desk, his thin lips slowly curled up, "Secretary Tang."

Hearing this, Tang Mianmian raised her head and asked in a formulaic tone, "Does the boss have anything to say?"

"Make me a cup of coffee." He crossed his legs and folded them on the desk, looking leisurely.

Tang Mianmian stood up calmly, went directly to the bar, and made coffee for him in an orderly manner.

This made the critic even more suspicious.

In the past, the little woman absolutely wanted him to drink yogurt, although it made him want to vomit, but now he would rather she give him yogurt.

Seeing her making coffee with a blank face, the big boss, who has always been proud and arrogant, felt depressed.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to take the initiative to ask.

So, he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep, waiting for her to speak.

Anyway, this woman's thoughts are written on her face, it's too easy to understand.

But this time, his wishful thinking was wrong.

After Tang Mianmian made the coffee, added sugar according to his preference, he brought it over and placed it neatly on his desk. Immediately, his cold voice rang out, still in the formulaic tone.

It was like a female voice mechanically turning off the phone, "Boss, your coffee is ready."

Long Yejue narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and looked at her.

Tang Mianmian turned around straight away, intending to go back to her desk and continue to work on her own affairs.

Long Yejue quickly lowered his legs, chased after her in a few steps, and pushed her over...

After a few big steps, it was pushed to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Tang Mianmian was completely trapped between him and the floor-to-ceiling windows by him, and his slightly heavy breathing was caught in his nostrils.

"Little Sheep, do you have something on your mind?" He lowered his voice and spoke with an infinite sense of danger.

Tang Mianmian raised her indifferent eyes, smiled slightly under his persecution, and her indifferent eyes instantly became bright and bright, "Why do I have so many worries? It's just that Ranran's departure made me feel sad."

Just because of this?

Long Yejue frivolously wanted to see what was in her eyes.

But it flashed so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all.

It can only be regarded as what she said, "Qi Yunmo will not just let it go like this. Fu Ranran's departure will instead allow him to flex his muscles without any scruples."

Tang Mianmian curled her lips, apparently not agreeing, "It's too cruel for her to leave alone to a strange place with her child in her arms."

Hearing her complaints, Long Yejue felt that she was really sad about this matter, so he kissed her forehead dotingly, and sighed, "Is Qi Yunmo such a careless person? No matter where Ranran goes, someone will definitely take care of her, so don't worry."

"Really?" She was dubious.

Long Yejue raised his eyebrows slowly, and his tone was a bit evil, "Otherwise, give me a kiss, and I'll tell you the truth."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Cindy's knock on the door timely saved Tang Mianmian, who had no way out, "Boss, it's time for dinner with Mr. Li, and the car is already waiting at the door."

"it is good."

Despite his displeasure, Long Yejue had to let her go.

But don't forget to eat a few tofu before letting go.

Kiss, kiss, bite... by the way, pinch...

Well, it feels so good.

Someone who was distracted had an evil light in his eyes.

When he let go, Tang Mianmian was as red as a cooked duck.

She pinched him angrily, to avenge this guy's arrogance.

The pinched person walked away, "Let the driver pick you up tonight, I'll be back later, don't wait for me."

"En." Tang Mianmian snorted vaguely, which was the answer.

The bidding meeting was just around the corner, and Long Yejue and Li Muhao communicated intensively.

Tang Mianmian understood his work, so she naturally knew that it was not suitable to explode.

But An Yi's words were still in his ears.

Anyi said that it was indeed a birthday serial number.

who is it?she asked.

I don't know either, I only know that several passwords have this serial number, so once I change it, I'm really not used to it.

he answered.

Are there several?
Tang Mianmian bit her lip and looked at the electronic password safe behind the desk.

It's better to give it a try.

He was gone anyway.

Tang Mianmian bit her lip and walked over, staring straight at the place where the combination lock was entered, with complicated emotions in her heart.

She asked herself repeatedly in her heart.

If you try it out, what is the password?
What will happen to me?What would you think?
angry?angry?Arguing with him?

Or just be quiet and pretend nothing happened, as if you found that photo, just keep it in your heart?

Neither result is too good.

With trembling fingers, he pressed a number, but he never had the courage to press it a second time...

The truth is already about to come out, so why should I ask for trouble to prove it?
When the off-duty bell rang, she came back to her senses, took the bag on the table, and turned to leave.

Just as she was turning off the lights, her phone rang loudly at this moment.

Few people call her, except for Fu Ranran, Long Yejue, or Anyi...

Fu Ranran had already left Jiangcheng City, and Long Yejue and Anyi had gone out to socialize. Obviously, none of the three had time to call him.

The only one may be at home.

Tang Mianmian anxiously took out her mobile phone, and looked at the jumping words on it, it really came from her mother's mobile phone number.

She picked it up suspiciously, "Mom?"

"Tang Mianmian!" Tang Dacheng's angry voice rang through the phone.

Being yelled at like this, Tang Mianmian was a little taken aback, "Dad."

"You still have the nerve to call me dad? You have never respected me as your dad in your eyes!"

so serious?

Tang Dacheng was very angry, which made Tang Mianmian feel uneasy. What made his father so angry?

Tang Mian softened her tone, and asked cautiously, "Dad, what's the matter? Did something happen?"

Before Tang Dacheng could answer, Chen Qiuhua's voice sounded again, "Mianmian, your father is angry now, it's useless to say anything, you go to the Miramar Hotel on Green Road first."

Green Road, Miramar Hotel? !

Isn't that in Jiangcheng City?

how?

Tang Mianmian wanted to ask more questions, but the phone was cut off.

She stared blankly at the phone, feeling a deep sense of uneasiness rising in her heart.

With white nails, she grabbed the phone tightly, bit her lower lip, and wanted to call Long Yejue...

But now he is socializing with Li Muhao, being interrupted will definitely affect the progress of this bidding meeting, and it may even leave a bad impression on Li Muhao.

The bidding process is imminent, and nothing can go wrong.

But obviously, now is not a good time.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally decided to go there by herself.

If it is true that the previous news was seen by his parents, then Long Yejue will definitely be scolded if he goes now, or his father will drive him away directly.

It would be best for her to circle around first.

Without any hesitation, she hurried downstairs and asked the driver to take her to the Miramar Hotel on Green Road.

The driver was a little puzzled, but after all, he was the eldest mistress, so he couldn't say anything, so he could only obey.

There is a coffee shop in the lobby of the Miramar Hotel. Tang Mianmian rushed to it and saw her parents sitting there.

Chen Qiuhua was comforting something, but Tang Dacheng's face was gloomy, and even though he was far away, he could feel the anger.

She walked over anxiously, but before she could speak, she saw Tang Dada stand up abruptly, raised his hand and slapped her.

a snap...

Tang Mianmian's ears started to ring from the pain.

Chen Qiuhua screamed, "Tang Dacheng, you lunatic, you actually hit me hard, I can't stop talking to you!"

The hotel manager hurried over and asked worriedly, "Miss, do you need help?"

Tang Mianmian shook her head quickly, with tears of grievance in her eyes, but she still said, "I'm sorry, this is my father, it's okay."

As soon as the hotel manager heard that it was a family matter, he left on his own initiative.

It is still difficult for an upright official to decide on housework.

Chen Qiuhua came over and hugged his daughter and cried, "Tang Dacheng, even if Mianmian did something wrong, you can't help her treat her like this. She is already an adult!"

Tang Dacheng was in a fit of anger, but he didn't hear Jin Chen Qiuhua's accusation, his gloomy face was full of hostility, something Tang Mianmian had never seen before, "We raised you up with painstaking efforts, and taught you to be a clean person, But what about you? You actually did such a despicable thing! Tang Mianmian, are you worthy of your mother's tears?"

Tang Mianmian's mind was still buzzing, her cheeks had already started to become numb, with burning redness, swelling and tightness, and the moisture in her eyes was also swirling.

She wanted to speak, but knew that if she spoke, she would definitely break down and cry.

What is more sad than when your parents misunderstand and beat you?
The way she bit her lip and said nothing, in Tang Dada's eyes, it was a silent protest.

The anger was ignited again, and he raised his hand to call again.

Chen Qiuhua was so angry that he stood in front of Tang Mianmian, and shouted at him with red eyes, "If you want to hit me, then hit me. If you kill me, I won't stop you."