Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

Tan Yuran was also a little surprised by this question, and was dumbfounded for a moment.It seems that today's press conference is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"This reporter friend has already said that it is a rumor. The rumors are unbelievable, and the rumors are too many. How can it be seen that I am taking drugs?"

"No, I just hope you can give me a reasonable explanation."

"Since this is the case, how can you admit it?"

Tan Yuran didn't reveal any flaws in his words, but the other party came prepared, so naturally he wouldn't be dismissed so easily.The tense atmosphere was still maintained at the scene, while Tan Yuran defeated each problem with a calm demeanor, and there was no shortage of humorous remarks during the period.

He didn't care about fame and other floating clouds, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen into the quagmire of drunkenness and dreams. Now that he finally managed to live a decent life, for him, there is no need to cherish it.

Because, no matter whether it is heaven or hell, as long as Cheng Qiyan is pulled together, it will be fine.

His tricks were not seen through by Cheng Qiyan once or twice, but he was sure that Cheng Qiyan would submit for himself.Otherwise, how can we allow him to push his feet again and again?

Cheng Qiyan's eyes seemed to scold Tan Yuran for being selfish, but the man kept smiling from beginning to end, with a sly look on his brows and eyes. He gently rolled up his sleeves and looked at the time on his watch, as if it was almost here...

Gradually, cold sweat trickled down Tan Yuran's clean forehead, his breathing was no longer smooth, and there was a surge of cold air in his body, as if it was about to freeze him—the drug addiction should have broken out, Tan Yuran carefully calculated the time.Today, he wants to gamble on whether Cheng Qiyan can reveal his sincerity in full view.

While Tan Yuran was dealing with those aggressive questions, he tried his best to control the desire running wild in his body.

Cheng Qiyan noticed the subtle abnormality on Tan Yuran's face in time.

With flying thumbs, he sent a text message to Tan Yuran to confirm his guess.

Tan Yuran took out her mobile phone at an angle that no one else could see, and the text message read: "Do you need ice burial?"

The two looked at each other from a long distance, Cheng Qiyan confirmed his guess, Tan Yuran's drug addiction broke out! ! !

There is stubborn madness in the scarlet eyes, and the beast in his body seems to be about to break out of the cage and come out to make troubles. These signs are unmistakable.

What should I do... Cheng Qiyan tried hard to think about the countermeasures. In front of so many cameras, every move will be recorded, magnified, and then become known to everyone, but there is no solution...

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Cheng Qiyan's mind, perhaps, he did it on purpose again, just like the trap he set up in the elevator that day, making him and Xiao Ting the target of public criticism.

Drug addiction is real, but everything he does has a purpose, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence, could it be that God is joking with him?

Cheng Qiyan really wanted to just leave like this, and would not have anything to do with him in the future, so he turned around resolutely and left.

Tan Yuran suddenly stood up from his seat, and stared at Cheng Qiyan's back with an unbelievable expression. Everyone was surprised by his actions, and everyone kept silent, watching the changes.

At this time, the phone in Cheng Qiyan's hand vibrated, and at the same time, the ringtone rang throughout the hall, and everyone's eyes turned to that side.

Cheng Qiyan turned his head and saw the intensified pain on Tan Yuran's face. He suddenly put his hands on the table, and it seemed that he could not bear the torment of drug addiction.

Cheng Qiyan's hands subconsciously pinched the syringe in his pocket, and he couldn't forget the look in his eyes when he saw him throwing ice into his arms without hesitation for the first time in Ji Lan's villa.

Steadfast, sinking into the ocean of sorrow with a smile.

The poison called soft heart was spreading to the limbs, Cheng Qiyan walked quickly towards Tan Yuran under everyone's attention.

I told myself in my heart: This is the last time to help him.

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