He held her arm and rubbed his thin lips against her neck.
"I have lost a relationship. The heartache is something I can't control. Time is the best medicine. When I decide to let go, everything will be better again. I want to cherish the person who has been desperate for me and love her well for the rest of my life."
Song Nanqiao was a little surprised, but he could not deny his joy.
"Why don't you say anything, everything you did for me?"
She felt that she was so bad that the shame that flooded her heart made her eyes warm.
Tang Jingze offset her forehead, "You should start by trusting me, Nan Qiao, can you please try to believe me from the bottom of your heart, and I will try to make you have more confidence in me, okay?"
"Um."
She nodded and snuggled up to the man's chest. At this moment, she wanted to pause time.
The hydrogen balloon stays at the highest point, overlooking everything, and the scenery becomes hazy and small.
Tang Jingze suddenly retreated, his tightly pursed lips stretched into a line.
He turned his head and said, "Nan Qiao, lend me some breath."
She was stunned. Before she could ask, his big palm tightened the back of her head, and his handsome face came up and kissed her lips.
Song Nanqiao felt that he was going to drown in his tenderness.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Song Nanqiao turned his face sideways, touching his pale face, and couldn't help but tighten, "What's wrong with you?"
Tang Jingze lay on her shoulder, feeling as if she was lacking in oxygen in her chest.
He sighed, "It's okay, I'm just a little afraid of heights."
"Then you come up."
She looked at him with a little bit of stagnation.
He smiled, "Because you like it."
His light words were helpless and doting, "Actually, it's okay, maybe this time, it's a bit too high."
"Then let's go down."
The dignified president of the Tang family is actually afraid of high spirits. No one will believe it when he says it.
Song Nanqiao held back his laughter, "Tang Jingze..."
His eyes sank, interrupting her, "What are you calling me?"
"Is there anything wrong?"
She frowned, Tang Jingze raised his hand, rubbed her slightly red and swollen lips with his fingertips. He pressed it over, and his bewitching voice surrounded his ears. The magic trick came out, "Call me, husband."
Song Nanqiao turned his face to escape, but Tang Jingze did not give her a chance.
A few seconds later, she blushed and called out softly, "Husband."
The two simple words, even if you hear them, you will feel that they are acting coquettish.
"good."
Tang Jingze smiled with satisfaction and put his arms around her waist.
The two got off the hydrogen balloon, and the man answered a phone call, and it seemed that something important was necessary and had to end the trip early.
Going back to the hotel to pack up your things and board the plane, Song Nanqiao leaned on his shoulder.
When he spoiled someone, he spoiled to the extreme.
Song Nanqiao felt that he was being cared for by him at this moment.
Everyone will encounter their own disaster, and Tang Jingze is her disaster.
After getting off the plane, she still felt like she was living in a dream and didn't come out. Tang Jingze took the car and took Song Nanqiao back to the Song family first.
Dong Zhen is very fast.
She had just arrived at the company and asked her assistant to contact her. Then the email flashed and she sent her a preliminary reservation plan.
It seems that there is a plan. Except for the company that temporarily decided to use Song Group, the other settings above are very perfect, and it is definitely not done in just one or two days.
Song Nanqiao bit her red lips, and suddenly she was a little at a loss.
The heavenly pie, she knew he had a lot of help in it.
Knock--
A knock on the door sounded.
It's Sheng Sheng.
"How is it? Is it going well?"
Song Nanqiao stood up, poured her a cup of coffee, let her sit down and have a good chat.
"It went quite smoothly, and I took another big order by the way. I don't know if it should be taken down. After all, the two major cooperation cases between Song Group and Tang Group have now emptied all the company's funds, and the personnel seem to have reached the extreme of operation."
Sheng Sheng seemed to be out of shape. She nodded, frowned slightly between her eyebrows, and thought for a while before slowly vomiting, "Nan Qiao, I have something to discuss with you."
She looked sorry, her hands were unnaturally clamped together, and she said evasively, "I want to take leave, it will take at least three days and up to one week."
Sheng Sheng has always been enthusiastic about work, and this time it seems that something difficult happened. Although Song Nanqiao was curious, he would not ask too much.
"I'll give you a week, go."
She waved her hand and agreed directly.
On the contrary, Sheng Sheng felt even more embarrassed, "Actually, I just......"
She wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed all the words in her throat and chuckled.
She was very moved by this understanding.
Down Group.
Tang Jingze's handsome face was reflected on all sides in the president's special elevator. He put his trouser bag in one hand and looked into the distance. The elevator went up rapidly, and the numbers on the display kept jumping. The elevator jingled the ground and then he came back to his senses.
Dawei stood respectfully by the elevator and waited, and he strode out of the elevator.
"Cancel the lunch party." The steady steps formed a powerful pressure in the vast space, and Dawei nodded.
Pushing open the office door, Dawei followed Tang Jingze in.
He took off his suit and put it on the back of the chair, turned around and stood in front of the transparent glass curtain wall.
Standing here with a broad vision, his heart was very confused.
Dawei looked at the tall back in front of him, turned over to make coffee, and when he came in, he put the coffee on the wide office desk, "Mr. Tang, your coffee."
"Dawei, when will the cocktail party be there tonight?" He returned to his true colors, took a sip of coffee and began to explain to Dawei's work.
“Seven o’clock in the evening.”
Dawei hesitated, wondering if he should mention it again. After a few hesitations, he asked tremblingly, "Does that female reporter need to go there personally?"
Tang Jingze was determined to look at Dawei, and a gloomy sprinkled in the pond, "No need, the other party intends to cause trouble, but disappears out of thin air. This strategy of throwing bricks and attracting jade is nothing more than understanding my temperament. Since I have stopped now, I don't need to worry myself anymore."
Dawei nodded, trying to say something, but he didn't seem to be planning to delve into it further when he saw that.
I couldn't help but smile and turned around and went out.
Tang Jingze's eyes were dim and his grim face showed a hint of solemnity. He paused and took out his cell phone to call Song Nanqiao.
There is a quick connection there.
"Have you eaten?"
He calmed down his emotions and tried his best to soften his tone.
...........
After twelve o'clock, Song Nanqiao arrived at the agreed restaurant in advance.
This is a Japanese restaurant that has never been around.
She has never been very interested in raw and cold things.
But this time, it was because of Tang Jingze's words that he took her to taste it and came.
After waiting for a long time, she thought he was laying the pigeons.
The person finally came late.
"President Tang is really busy. He invites people to dinner, so late."
Chapter completed!