The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

131 Fengche "Didn't I close the door just now?" Zi Xian froze for a moment, then looked at Zhuang Haoran, and said quickly.

Zhuang Haoran looked at Zi Xian for a while, and laughed for a while, but said nervously: "I opened it later, so that others won't misunderstand it."

Ren Zixian sighed heavily, then looked at Zhuang Haoran and continued: "If you open the door like this, others will come in and see it, so they will misunderstand, my dear!!"

"I..." Zhuang Haoran suddenly laughed, and said a little wronged: "But who knew you would lean on me so intimately, didn't you push me into the pit?"

"I didn't just go crazy today! You've seen it before, okay?" Ren Zixian sat up straight feeling a little hot for a while, then fiddled with his curly hair, and glanced at Jiang Tianlei, who still looked at himself with such a deep expression, She coughed heavily and wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak, so she had to stay there.

Zhuang Haoran also looked helplessly at Jiang Tianlei and said with a smile, "My dear, we are fine."

Jiang Tianlei gave him a cold look before saying, "I know."

Zhuang Haoran looked at him.

Jiang Tianlei said a little bored: "How could you fall in love with her?"

"What do you mean?" Ren Zixian stood up suddenly, looked at Jiang Tianlei, and asked a little angrily.

Jiang Tianlei looked at his fiancee and said, "I mean, you are too young for his taste."

Zhuang Haoran sat on the spot, holding back his laughter.

Ren Zixian's face softened a little, and he sat down again.

Jiang Tianlei stood outside, and then said with understanding: "I guess when you came in, President Zhuang had already warned you not to go into other people's rooms in the middle of the night, right? Then you didn't listen and said something unavoidable, he was arrested I had no choice but to let you in in a moment of soft-heartedness."

puff!Zhuang Haoran couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

Ren Zixian's face was a little red.

Jiang Tianlei looked at Ren Zixian coldly again and said, "I said, how long do you plan to stay here? Fortunately, President Zhuang is not used to being served by others, so there is no one in the presidential suite. Do you really think that you can clean yourself?"

"You are not worried, what am I worried about?" Ren Zixian was a little angry when he remembered the office incident just now.

"If I didn't worry about you being here and wanted to be with you for a moment, I wouldn't have closed the office door." Jiang Tianlei looked at Zi Xian and said frankly.

For a moment, Zixian's heart moved a little, and he turned his head, but still looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Tianlei looked at Zixian coldly and said, "Go or not? Or continue to confess your love to President Zhuang? Anyway, you should be happier with him. Be happier."

Zhuang Haoran, who swallowed flies, could only sit there with a sullen face.

Ren Zixian, a shameless person, suddenly brightened his eyes, shrugged and said, "I was drunk just now, so I said crazy things."

Zhuang Haoran turned his head, looked at the thing that crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and smirked.

Ren Zixian coughed, then stood up, walked out of the piano room slowly, looked up at Jiang Tianlei who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking at herself with awe-inspiring expression, her eyes seemed to float a little Like the pink light of agapanthus, she smiled a little, looked at him and said, "Did you... come to me specially?"

"Otherwise, what would I do in President Zhuang's room in the middle of the night?" Jiang Tianlei said directly.

Zhuang Haoran suddenly couldn't help laughing, and said: "Oh, no, this topic is too open. It will indeed attract people's imagination, so we have to spread a little scandal from time to time in order to increase our popularity."

Ren Zixian turned his head and stared at Zhuang Haoran viciously.

Jiang Tianlei didn't speak any more, just held Ren Zixian in his hand, turned and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Ren Zixian grabbed his hand and asked nervously.

Jiang Tianlei looked at her and said, "Could it be possible for you to stay here? Of course go back to your room"

"Then you won't leave tonight." Ren Zixian took the opportunity and grabbed his hand to withdraw.

Jiang Tianlei remained silent, and glanced at Zhuang Haoran.

Zhuang Haoran pretended not to hear, turned his face to the other side, and suppressed a smile.

"Let's talk when we go back." Jiang Tianlei led Zixian away like this, and closed the door by the way.

There was silence all around.

At this time, Zhuang Haoran, thinking of what happened just now, finally couldn't help lowering his head and laughing, looking at the same piano keys, black and white, repeated, repeated, recalling the little boy in the picture when he was a child, sitting in a In front of the three pianos, he was playing the song "Clementine" happily. Behind him was a pink figure hiding in the corner of the gate, secretly aiming at himself.

While playing this song, the little boy looked at the little girl and smiled happily, and the little girl smiled too. They just kept a certain distance and never dared to move forward.

Zhuang Haoran recalled a bit of the past, put ten slender fingers lightly on the white keys, and then began to talk softly about the song "clementine", raising it by an octave, letting the voice rush into the memory sharply, bit by bit to flee.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Zhuang Haoran's hands are still focused on the black and white piano keys, walking smoothly like flowing water, turning his head while playing, seeing his secretary Xiao Tong really wearing a long white dress, with a thin golden belt around his waist, showing a beautiful appearance The figure appeared in front of him with a half smile, he sighed heavily, and said with a smile, "Can I have a rest tonight?"

Xiao Tong looked at Zhuang Haoran and said with a smile, "I have something to report to you."

"You don't have to be so conscientious. Girls should go to bed early, and they will get wrinkles when they go to bed late. Look at your crow's feet." Zhuang Haoran joked with her.

"An employee of Yuzun Restaurant, Tang Kexin and Young Master Su are on good terms. Today, due to a misunderstanding, she went to the police station. President Jiang went to pick her up in person...Then the media took advantage of the situation to exaggerate the facts, and was stopped by Dongying, who even directly investigated her. Did any of our people go to make trouble in the past, so I came to report to you." Xiao Tong looked at Zhuang Haoran with a bit of grievance and said with a smile.

When Zhuang Haoran heard this, his face closed slightly, his eyes flickered slightly, after thinking for a while, his fingers slowed down, flicking the familiar piece of music, his thin lips parted slightly: "Tang...Ke...Xin..."

Xiao Tong nodded and said, "You should have seen her last time in Yu Zun, knowing that you may be curious about her identity, I brought her information."

After she finished speaking, she walked into the piano room and handed the pan-blue folder to Zhuang Haoran.

Zhuang Haoran stopped the movement of both hands, took the folder, opened it, and saw the personal file of the personnel department of the Asia Hotel, with the words Tang Kexin written on it, and a photo of her smiling so sweetly on the side. His bright eyes, like stars, shone with joy. His eyes were light, and he remembered the girl he saw in the restaurant that day, with those forbearing and sad eyes, he was a little puzzled...

Xiao Tong said directly: "She is 23 years old this year, and she only entered the Asia Hotel two weeks ago. There is only her simple personal information in the personnel file. I haven't found her detailed information yet. I only know that she has a close relationship with Young Master Su. , and President Jiang heard that he protected her several times."

Looking at those eyes, Zhuang Haoran suddenly pursed his thin lips, feeling a trace of bloody smell overflowing from his lips, his brows frowned slightly...

Xiao Tong saw that his condition was not right, so he said worriedly: "President, are you alright?"

Zhuang Haoran pursed his lips lightly, and said a little doubtfully, "Why do I always feel that there is a bloody smell on my lips?"

When Xiao Tong heard this, a smile floated on his face, and he said, "Really? Maybe when we were kissing just now, I accidentally... bit it?"

Zhuang Haoran aimed at Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

Zhuang Haoran sighed, threw the materials on the piano, and said, "No matter how horny I am, I don't want that painter's girlfriend. I won't touch Jiang Tianlei's woman."

"Then why did you take him in?" Xiao Tong said with a smile on purpose, "You don't know how the upper-class circles in England heard about you?"

Zhuang Haoran turned his head and looked at Xiao Tong with a playful expression in his eyes.

Xiao Tong couldn't help laughing and said: "They all said that President Zhuang is the most handsome man when he closes the door!"

"You..." Zhuang Haoran picked up Tang Kexin's information at once, and threw it at her body. Xiao Tong immediately suppressed his smile, turned around and left, before continuing: "Mr. They will all be fascinated by the way you play the piano, and then they can't help but pounce on you and bite your lip, so you taste blood."

"It's not big or small! It makes me look like a handsome xia-bang-sheng? Useless thing!" Zhuang Haoran stared at the empty entrance, couldn't help laughing, and then put down the file, but saw Tang Kexin's photo suddenly fell from his personal information, he couldn't help picking up the small photo to look at, and saw her big bright eyes, and then his mind flashed, thinking of the two of them in the elevator. In the picture, she showed half of her face, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in horror, his brows tightened, and the back of her head hurt again.

Zhuang Haoran put the photo in his pocket casually, and said: "It was a good night, it was like having a part, no one was allowed to sleep, my head hurt like hell."

He took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the bedroom.

The sky is white!

The dark sky finally became brighter, the typhoon finally passed, and on the transparent foam, a drop of rain fell gently, like a tear.

Tang Kexin was lying on the bed, and in a dream, she heard an older brother softly singing an English song: "in-a-cavern-down–by-a-canyon, excavatin'for-a-mine, there-lived-a–miner-from–north-carolina, and–his-daughter, chubby-clementine, now–every-mornin’, just-about-dawnin…”

"This windmill is for you"

"I do not want……"

"What do you want..."

"I do not want……"

Tang Kexin got out of bed all of a sudden, opened her eyes, and watched the light of the morning sun rush into the window, as if igniting the hyacinths in front of the computer desk. She looked blankly at the plate of hyacinths, unexpectedly at this moment, Blooming... Blooming... Her eyeballs lit up, and she shouted: "Yahui——come on——"

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