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Chapter 10 Repeating the same trick

After saying goodbye to He Anle, Song Yu returned to the apartment and found that Tan Huairong had not returned yet and the house was empty.

Fortunately, she felt very at ease when he was away.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower, humming a little tune the whole time, but I ended up singing so selflessly that I didn't even notice anyone came back.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw bags and coats lying around in the living room. Tan Huairong frowned, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder prompted him to hang up the things.

"Ahhh!"

Song Yu kept singing and came out of the bathroom leisurely wrapped in a bath towel. When he saw the big man suddenly appearing, he screamed out in surprise.

Who can tell her why this guy suddenly appeared!

Miaoman's body was covered by a one-meter-wide white bath towel, revealing her white and slender legs and delicate collarbones.

Tan Huairong's eyes darkened.

"Don't look, you damn pervert!" Song Yu glared at her angrily, clutching her chest and quickly ran back to the room to change clothes.

She really didn't expect Tan Huairong to come back so soon. She thought he would work overtime or go to accompany Zhu Xia Tong.

Tan Huairong calmed down and went to pour himself a glass of cold water.

When Song Yu came out again, he was already wearing casual home clothes and had a facial mask on his face.

"I think it is necessary to add one more thing. Please dress carefully when you live together, otherwise it will be considered a breach of contract." Tan Huairong left these words and went to the study.

What! ?

"Tan Huairong, didn't you just come out casually after taking a shower? Besides, this is my home too. I can't be casual in my home?"

Song Yu followed him into his room angrily.

This was the first time she stepped into this master bedroom after moving in. It was black and white and deserted.

How could anyone decorate like this? Isn’t it depressing?

Tan Huairong in front suddenly stopped, and Song Yu bumped into him, instantly arousing physiological tears.

Depend on! so hard! Is he made of steel?

The stinky man must have done it on purpose!

"One more thing, don't enter my room without permission."

Tan Huairong turned around and was stunned for a moment when he saw the little woman rubbing her nose in pain and staring at him with moist and slightly red almond-shaped eyes. She looked so cute.

"If you don't get in, you won't get in. Think I'm a stranger!"

After saying that, Song Yu turned around and left the room, closing the door with a bang.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. When she returned to the bedroom, she picked up her phone and moved her fingers quickly on the screen.

"Help Anle!"

"I'm really going to be pissed off by that stinky man!"

"We must divorce, immediately! Immediately!"

The message alert sounded like a reminder. He Anle quickly opened his phone to check and found that it was Song Yu, a married man. His gossip spirit quickly burned.

"What's the matter, Mrs. Tan? Are your husband and wife not in harmony?"

After clicking on the voice button and hearing He Anle's teasing tone, Song Yu suddenly fell onto the bed and rolled his eyes.

"What a couple, they are fake! We are fake!"

After typing this string of words, Song Yu's stomach growled.

hungry.

Clicking send, she threw her phone aside and regardless of what message He Anle sent, she got up and walked out of the room, intending to find something to eat.

When she opened the refrigerator, to her shock, there was nothing in it.

Then I opened the cupboard, but there was still nothing.

Is this a place where people live? !

Song Yu took a deep breath and immediately returned to the bedroom to pick up his mobile phone and place an order for a bunch of fruit and vegetable drinks.

Fortunately, it can be delivered to her door now, saving her a trip.

When the things arrived, Song Yu arranged them all by himself and made himself a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

This is the only meal she knows how to cook.

"Hey, Huairong, I'm in a bad mood, can you come out and stay with me?"

In the study, after Tan Huairong finished his work, he received a call from Zhu Xiatong.

It sounds like the other person's voice is a bit drunk. Carefully distinguish it, and there is teasing coming from a man.

"Address, I'll be right over."

With that said, he walked out of the study and stopped unconsciously when he saw Song Yu eating noodles in the living room.

The little woman crossed her legs and spoke slowly, comfortably and casually.

Suddenly, the originally lifeless house seemed to have the flavor of "home".

Feeling that he was being watched, Song Yu raised his head and choked on the noodles.

"Cough cough cough!"

There was no movement at all while walking. This man must be a ghost!

"Huairong, are you here?"

The call was not hung up, and Zhu Xiatong's voice brought Tan Huairong back to his senses.

He looked away, picked up his coat, opened the door neatly with his long legs and went out, just like the second night of his wedding.

Song Yu guessed that he was probably looking for Zhu Xiatong again.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Comforting a beautiful woman in the middle of the night is such a pleasant job.

But the more this happens, the better. I hope Miss Zhu can work hard to poach her, so that she can get out of the sea of misery as soon as possible.

In front of youmi bar, a black Porsche stopped.

The waiter at the door saw at a glance that the person getting out of the car was Tan Huairong, a business legend often reported by the media, and hurried forward to receive him.

After finding the private room Zhu Xiatong mentioned on the phone, he opened the door and Tan Huairong walked straight towards her, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Who are you? You dare to steal a woman from me!"

There were two women and one man present, including Zhu Xia Tong. Among them, the drunk man felt that Tan Huairong looked familiar, but he didn't recognize who it was.

He was so drunk that he didn't care who the person was, he just pointed at the other person's nose and scolded them, asking them to be as arrogant as they wanted.

However, Tan Huairong knew him, the young master of the Qi family, Siegfried.

The waiter at the door was worried and wanted to remind him, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only silently mourn for the young master of the Qi family for three seconds.

"Get out of the way." Tan Huairong opened his thin lips lightly.

Zhu Xiatong did drink a few more drinks, but he was still far from drunk. Seeing Siegfried blocking the way, he quickly walked around on his own initiative.

——She didn’t want Siegfried to ruin her good deeds.

"Huairong, don't get me wrong. Young Master Qi and I are just friends, and he didn't want to get me drunk."

Approaching Tan Huairong, Zhu Xia Tong repeated his old tricks and fell unsteadily into his arms.

Siegfried next to him was not happy when he saw this, and raised his hand to push Zhu Xiatong back, but before he could get close, he was kicked to the ground by Tan Huairong.

"You dare to hit me while riding a horse, I will teach you how to behave today!"

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, but the loss of face made him even more angry.

He picked up the wine bottle, got up and swung it over Tan Huairong's head.

In an instant, Tan Huairong pushed Zhu Xiatong to the support of her friend, sidestepped to avoid the bottle, and punched Siegfried in the face with her backhand.

There was quite a commotion, which attracted the security guards. People in other boxes also came out to take a look out of curiosity.

Looking at Siegfried lying on the ground groaning in pain, Tan Huairong sneered, "Are you sober now?"

"Huairong, stop fighting, let's go." Zhu Xiatong spoke at the right time, broke away from his frightened friend, and walked over weakly.

Tan Huairong frowned, hesitated for a moment and helped her leave the box.

The people and the security guards took the initiative to make way.

After leaving the noisy bar, the two got into the car.

"Girls should avoid going to places like this." Tan Huairong said expressionlessly.

Zhu Xiatong was sitting in the passenger seat with a rather complicated expression. She did not expect that he would suddenly take action.

I don't know if it's because I care about her.

"Well, I won't go anymore," Zhu Xiatong agreed in a low voice, and then explained: "Huairong, there are too many things going on these days. I'm so stressed that I went to drink. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

There was obvious choking in the woman's voice.

Tan Huairong glanced sideways at her and sighed, "It's no trouble. Just be sensible. I'll take you home first."

"No, I don't want to go home. I don't want my mother to see me like this."

"Then go to the hotel and ask Assistant Tang to take you home tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, I wish Xia Tong a happy heart.

If she could let Tan Huairong stay at the hotel, wouldn't the relationship between the two take a further step?

At that time, according to Tan Huairong's temperament, he will definitely give himself a title.

"Okay, by the way, thank you for providing the project to the Zhu family. The company has recovered now, and dad's condition has improved a lot."

"You're welcome."

It's all about repaying the kindness of saving someone's life. No matter how much you help the Zhu family, that's what you should do.

When talking about Huairong, words are like gold. If you can say it in three words, you will never use five. Zhu Xia Tong understood his temperament and did not hesitate to speak more.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a five-star hotel owned by the Tan family. He helped Zhu Xiatong walk in and called the front desk to take her to the presidential suite on the top floor.

Seeing that the man had no intention of following him, Zhu Xiatong's face froze and he covered it with a smile, "Huairong, aren't you going up?"

"No, tell the front desk if you have anything else to do. I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

After saying that, the man turned around and left the hotel without any hesitation.

Zhu Xia Tong clenched his fists.

It was like this again, a living beautiful woman was drunk, but he didn't move at all.

Could it be that in his eyes, she was so unattractive that she couldn't arouse the slightest desire in him?

"Miss, miss, the room is on the top floor. I'll help you up."

The voice at the front desk brought Zhu Xiatong back from her thoughts. She smiled and said thanks, and the front desk helped her into the room like a weak wind lifting a willow.

After all, we are in Tan's hotel, so we must do a complete show.

After returning to the room, she who was slightly drunk immediately regained consciousness.

He took out his mobile phone and called the entertainment reporter using the black account number he bought in advance. He held the voice changer and a rough male voice came out.

"Hey, I want to break the news that at twelve o'clock tonight, the president of the Tan Group got into a fight with Siegfried, the young master of the Qi family, in the Youmi Bar, for the sake of wishing Miss Xia Tong..."

"Really or not, how much reward do you want?"

The entertainment reporter was originally agitated to be woken up, but after hearing the shocking gossip, he lost all sleep in an instant.

"No reward, but I want to see the headlines tomorrow morning."

Zhu Xia Tong raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"no problem!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Xiatong immediately broke off the phone card and put it into a white sealed bag along with the voice changer.

Since she couldn't stay and talk about Huairong, she wouldn't miss such a good opportunity.

So all this has been in her plan for a long time!

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