Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he would ask such a thing, but he nodded and admitted. The passionate and stormy picture feast
"I want you to break up with her right away!" Shao Zhixing blurted out.
Zhang Lang frowned. He also wanted to make a clear relationship with Fang Yuyao, but with her current situation, he couldn't speak at all.
He thought Shao Zhixing didn't like him to be with other women because of his daughter, so he said, "Don't worry, uncle, I will handle the relationship with Yuyao well."
"What should I do?...I want you to break up with her right away."[
"I can't break up with her for the time being."
"Zhang Lang, you are too much. Who do you like is not good? You are actually with the nurse beside Mengquan. Let Mengquan see you and her beside me. Isn't this the biggest irony to Mengquan?"
"Uncle, things are not what you think."
"I don't care. You have to break up with this woman so that you can be worthy of Mengquan."
Zhang Lang's eyes were stern, and he felt a little unhappy about Shao Zhixing's arbitrary decision.
However, he didn't want to argue with Shao Zhixing during this special period, so he said lightly: "Uncle, I will deal with my own affairs. I hope my uncle will not be too worried."
"Alang, I must not let Mengquan see you having sex with others.
Shao Zhixing glanced at him and turned around and left.
Zhang Lang was disturbed by him so much that he had no intention of working. He leaned obliquely on the chair and looked at the sky outside.
It took him two hours to sit, and when night fell, he came to his senses from his trance.
Looking at the dim sky outside the window, he remembered the situation when he met Tian Mafan a few nights ago.
That night was as gray as it is now.
But her face and her eyes are still so beautiful, and they have been imprinted in his heart.
Just now, everything in his mind was full of the past.
Thinking of the world of difference now and the past, a sudden burst of inexplicable pain and anger suddenly surged in his heart.
He thought for a while, picked up his phone, and pressed the familiar number.
Obviously, Tian Mafan was a little surprised that he would call her.
He said quietly: "Does what you said that night still count?"
When Tian Mafan heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then said in a low voice: "Forget it, every sentence is counted."[
"Okay, I want to see you tonight." Zhang Lang deliberately suppressed himself, making his voice sounded unemotional.
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At night, in the hotel's presidential suite.
Tian Mafan sat on the edge of the bed, a little cramped.
Although they had been husband and wife, for some reason, she still felt very nervous when facing him.
Since entering, Zhang Lang has been standing in front of the window, looking at the night outside, and has been indifferent.
The atmosphere was very depressing, so depressing that it felt like it was suffocating.
In order to avoid this atmosphere, she deliberately walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
She was standing in the spacious bathtub and looked up at the soft lights in the bathroom in a daze.
The jacuzzi was very comfortable, which allowed her whole body to be relieved, but her mind was still tense.
She kept thinking about the figure he was standing in front of the window just now. Her back was very alienated and lonely, which made people feel very distressed.
He called himself tonight to show his relationship with him.
But what is this kind of relationship? Lover? Underground love? Maybe it's just a physical relationship?