Mr. Yan's voice was a bit apprehensive at first, but later he discovered that the woman he bought was also in the room, and she had also changed into a dress, and she looked even more delicate than on stage.
He was even more itchy and his voice couldn't help but raise a few notes.
Tang Qianrong's expression did not change from beginning to end. After hearing Mr. Yan's words, Tang Qianrong walked to the sofa aside and sat down gracefully, with her slender legs crossed in front of her. Her dark blue eyes were calm, and her very light gaze fell on
A cold voice came from the coffee table not far away.
"Since Mr. Yan thinks so, that's it. In short, I bought this woman."
Tang Qianrong's voice was not loud, even a little gentle. To ordinary people, it seemed that he was just talking about a trivial matter.
It was this attitude that made Yan Chenghui's anger suddenly rise.
"Mr. Tang, do you really think you can be tyrannical in Thailand? Although I know the Thai-Chinese Industry in your name, people like you should find out who the local snake is when you go to other people's territory, right?"
Yan Chenghui obviously takes himself too seriously. He only knows Mr. Tang and doesn't even know Tang Qianrong's full name. That's because Tang Qianrong doesn't have many activities in Thailand. His main industries are in those developed and developed countries.
In developing countries, places like Thailand, he moves around even less.
Even so, he never expected that he would be looked down upon like this.
A sarcastic smile flashed across his eyes, but Tang Qianrong didn't even bother to look at him. His dark blue eyes fell on An Jingxing, who was standing stiffly aside.
The next moment, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing an extremely gentle smile.
"Come here." He said softly. The voice was as soft as silk, sliding against people's hearts, making people unable to help but feel their hearts beating.
An Jingxing didn't react for a moment. It wasn't until she heard Tang Qianrong's tone of voice increased and he repeated those two words that she suddenly came back to her senses and walked slowly towards the sofa where he was.
However, just when An Jingxing walked to the sofa, Tang Qianrong suddenly stretched out his hand and touched her wrist. With a gentle pull, she sat on her lap in an extremely intimate posture.
Yan Chenghui's eyes widened when he saw this sudden scene, and his plump face turned red.
Tang Qianrong, on the other hand, seemed not to look aside, and his eyes never left An Jingxing's body from beginning to end.
His hands were very beautiful, just like the masked man she had seen before, white and slender, like a pianist.
Their surname is Tang, and they all have such beautiful hands... Could it be... An Jingxing was shocked by the thoughts in his mind.
The next moment, I desperately told myself, it’s impossible, how could there be so many coincidences in this world? That man couldn’t possibly be here. He only wanted his own child, and he gave it back as soon as he gave birth to the child.
She is free.
Doesn't this just show how much he wants to cut off the relationship with himself?
Yes, how is it possible?
Just when An Jing was distracted, Tang Qianrong's slender hand had quietly climbed up to her sharp chin, and gently squeezed it, "Woman, I don't like you to be distracted in my arms."
When she noticed the man's hand sliding down her chin, An Jingxing couldn't help but trembled all over, just when she thought he would punish her without any scruples like just now.
The man's voice suddenly came from my ears, with a hint of smile.
"But since this is your first offense, I will give you a chance to make amends."
