Listening to her taunting words, Tang Yaoxi held his hands tightly under his sleeves. After a while, his deep laughter came out, "Relief? Do you really think you are free?" He turned his face sideways, covering his eyes with a sea of eyes,
The corner of the lip under the straight bridge of the nose raised an evil and strange arc, "Do you think grandma's purpose of inviting you to Tang's house is to bring you and Tang Qianye together? Don't be naive! If she brings you two together, how can she follow her?
Secretary Ouyang explained? Your father will let you marry a sick man?"
Seeing Ouyang Weiwei's expression change, he chuckled, "I thought you were very smart, but you didn't even think of this. Listen, with the relationship between our two families, as long as I don't let go, you will always be mine.
!”
His gentle and handsome face looked tough and unreasonably domineering at the moment.
That's right, she was originally hers.
Ouyang Weiwei gritted her jade teeth, and fire was about to burst out of her starry eyes. Grandma, she had long felt that Mrs. Tang's purpose was not pure, but she never expected that she would be so sinister!
What a pity, it’s all your daydreams!
She snorted, her face gradually calmed down, and she opened a meaningless smile. She looked at her white fingers leisurely and said, "Oh, you are so confident, I don't want you to put a knife to my neck."
Can’t the marriage be forced into marriage?”
"Even if you don't like me, don't even think about being with another man, don't even think about it!"
Thinking of her kissing Tang Qianye in the garden, Tang Yoxi couldn't help but burst into rage. Although he told himself that he liked Bai Xuemo, when he saw this woman with someone else, he was furious for no reason.
Ouyang Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, tilting her head and teasing him: "Is that weird? Why don't you want to see me with someone else? Do you really like me?"
Tang Yoshi pursed his lips tightly, his eyes deep and dark.
"Haha, it's so ridiculous. Didn't you just keep saying that you like Bai Xuemo? How can you let her know that you are half-hearted? As I ate from the bowl and looked at the pot, I realized that I really didn't think much of you at all.
That's too much..." Ouyang Weiwei sneered, turned around and left gracefully.
After winning a battle, she hummed a song as she walked:
【I once loved such a man】
【He said I am the most beautiful woman in the world】
[I kept that innocence for him and closed the door to loving others]
…
——It’s the poignant and sad song “Perfume Is Poisonous”
The hall was gorgeous and gorgeous, and Ouyang Weiwei's mermaid-like low singing voice gradually faded away. The noble Second Young Master Tang stood in the middle of the stairs, with a sinister look on his handsome face.
Thinking about Tang Yoshi, when had he ever been humiliated like this?!
Who dares to humiliate him like this?
But the woman's words made him unable to contradict him, because he was indeed together with Bai Xuemo and had a relationship, but he was also indeed attracted to Ouyang Weiwei. He was very painful and conflicted. What made him most angry was Ouyang.
Weiwei's opinion of him...
Damn it, is he really that bad in her eyes?
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Tang Yoshi's words in the afternoon made Ouyang Weiwei feel uneasy. Although she acted calmly at the time, she was really worried that her family would marry her to Tang Yoshi. After all, her father still liked him, so she wanted to get her things as soon as possible and leave first.
This treacherous Tang family is planning something else. However, she offended Tang Qianye in the afternoon...
Because of the impulsiveness at that time, she regretted that her intestines were blue.
At night, the lights are brilliant.
The restaurant under the large golden retro chandelier is extremely luxurious, comparable to the splendor of an ancient palace. The dishes on the table are extremely rich, but Ouyang Weiwei has no appetite. At the other end of the long table, Tang Qianye is still eating quietly, but his face
She seemed to be a little colder. She knew that he must hate her to death for the drool on her face that afternoon...