Number one cute wife: Young Master Tang, please hug me!

After the car stabilized, Sui Tang woke up in a daze.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw the rapeseed flowers all over the sky, like a golden scroll spreading from a distance to her feet, she couldn't help being stunned.

I thought it was the kind of poor and backward rural area, but I didn't expect such beautiful scenery.

There are green hills in the distance, the sky above the head is glassy blue, and there is no cloud at all. A few children are catching butterflies in the field of rapeseed flowers. It is a very pleasant pastoral time.

Two passers-by walked by and saw a pair of handsome men and women getting out of the luxury car. They were still a little dazed, but then they came to their senses.

"This must be for Mr. Tang."

"I heard that Mr. Tang is the son of a rich man in the city."

"Then why come to a place like ours to seek guilt?"

"Oh... city people always have weird ideas."

Sui Tang ignored the conversation between the two passers-by, stepped up a few steps made of stones, and followed Tang Haichen's footsteps.

Both of them were wearing comfortable casual clothes today. Tang Haichen was standing on the steps. When he turned around, his face was against the light, which blocked half of his handsome face, revealing only a pair of gentle eyes.

"Miss Sui, you have to be careful in this kind of place."

Sui Tang was puzzled, "What did you say?"

Tang Haichen stretched out his hand, the dry palm was clearly lined.

His smile is like a spring breeze, "You are so beautiful, many villagers want to marry you home as a wife when they see you. If you are kidnapped, I can't find you in such a big village."

He was making fun of her again.

Sui Tang gave him a hard look, because the stone slab under his feet was loose, if he accidentally fell, it would definitely be an ugly fall.

She quickly grabbed his hand, and he pulled her up with a little force.

Both of their sneakers stepped on the mud, leaving two lines of footprints on the muddy path.

After walking for about 10 minutes, a brick-red villa under the shade of trees appeared in front of Sui Tang's eyes.

"This Tang Haichao is indeed a young man of literature and art. He really knows how to enjoy time."

Tang Haichen's hand was still holding her soft little hand, feeling unspeakable satisfaction in his heart.

"This younger brother has always stayed away from the disputes of Vanity Fair, hiding in the countryside and indulging in the painting career, unable to extricate himself."

Sui Tang's wrist felt a tingling pain, and only then did she realize that her hand was still held by the man in front of her, and she wanted to retract it but was pulled tighter and tighter.

"Hey..." She frowned displeasedly, "You still don't let go?"

Tang Haichen showed an innocent expression, he didn't intend to let go at all, "This road is too dangerous, I'd better lead you by the hand."

Sui Tang gritted her teeth and said dissatisfiedly, "I can walk by myself, let me go now."

One of them choked and let go, while the other held on tightly. When Sui Tang finally pulled her hand away, she was rubbing her sore wrist complainingly, and she had already arrived at the entrance of the villa.

When I looked outside the woods, I didn't think it was so big. Looking at it now, the area is about twice the size of Tang Haichen's villa.

Tang Haichen knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed. It opened with a creak, and a black cat jumped out, meowing, and crawled under the porch again.

There is a brass bell tied around the black cat's neck. It should be a cat fed by Tang Haichao, not a wild cat without an owner.

Sui Tang looked at the living room in the crack of the door with a scrutinizing gaze.

To be honest, nine out of ten artists don’t like to pack things up. The living room is full of all kinds of art tools and statues, and there are some abandoned scrolls scattered on the ground.

Tang Haichen rushed upstairs and shouted: "Hai Chao, it's me, can I come in?"

The window opened, and the snow-white curtains floated out.

Sui Tang frowned, did she agree to let them in?

Tang Haichen pushed open the door, and the entire messy living room finally appeared before his eyes.

Sui Tang felt that his cleanliness was about to explode, there was no place to stay here, wouldn't Tang Haichao be too tired to stay in such a place all day long?

She even wanted to take out her phone and ask the cleaners to come and clean it up, so that she could come in and sit down with peace of mind. She could think about it, this place is so far away, the cleaners probably don't have the heart to come over.

Tang Haichen seemed to be used to it, and he randomly pushed aside the painting tools on the sofa, and the oil and palette fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

He sat down and looked at Sui Tang who had entered a sluggish state in front of him.

Sui Tang raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you a gentleman just now? Why did you sit down by yourself this time and ignore me?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Haichen's face was calm, and he patted his legs, "You can sit on my lap, if you don't mind."

Sui Tang gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to kick him.

The issue of equity transfer was a matter between their brothers. In fact, she didn't need to take action at all. She even began to suspect that Tang Haichen didn't deliberately bring her to such a place where no shit, and wanted to torture her.

Just as Sui Tang was thinking wildly, there was a crumbling sound from the stairwell.

She turned around and looked, guessing that the stairs would completely collapse under the weight of another person.

A man about 24 years old, wearing a beige sweater and washed white jeans, came down the stairs, holding a fat orange cat in his arms.

Sui Tang's face gradually relaxed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The man has half-length black curly hair, his skin is so white that blood vessels can be seen clearly, his eyebrows are exquisite and picturesque, but his whole person has a lazy and decadent temperament, which makes his face even more melancholy.

Tang Haichen paid attention to Sui Tang's expression, and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Second brother, you are here."

Tang Haichao came to the living room procrastinatingly, and almost tripped over the corner of his sweater by the corner of the table.

Tang Haichen nodded slightly, "How is the fourth brother recently?"

"It's the same," Tang Haichao coughed twice, "Have you had breakfast, or should we talk about the shareholding agreement now?"

When he walked to the sofa and noticed a woman standing beside him, he froze for a moment.

The cat in his arms meowed a long time, then slipped to Sui Tang's feet and disappeared.

Seeing Tang Haichao staring at him for a long time, Sui Tang was somewhat embarrassed, so he stretched out his hand and said with a friendly smile, "Hello, I'm Sui Tang."

Tang Haichao's expression loosened, "Sui Tang?"

Seeing that he was not much different from a child, Sui Tang pointed to a painting on the wall.

The Xifu crabapple in the painting is in full bloom, and the bright colors are as beautiful as rouge.

"Sui from the Sui Dynasty, Tang from Haitang, I'm the vice president of Ningxia Group, and I'm here with President Tang today."

Tang Haichao stared at her blankly for a long time, and said abruptly, "You are very beautiful."

Sui Tang was taken aback for a moment, a blush stained his face.

Although there are countless praises for her beauty, it is different when it is said from the mouth of an artist.

The two exchanged pleasantries with each other, completely ignoring Tang Haichen who was sitting on the sofa, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Okay, I'm here today to discuss something important."

Tang Haichen came over and handed a share certificate to Tang Haichao's eyes, and separated him from contact with Sui Tang by the way.

Tang Haichao took the equity certificate and said strangely: "I only own a small share of Ningxia Group, and I can't compare with you and your eldest brother at all."