President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 142 Change Me to Love You: Forgive Me
"That man who is said to be Su Yaoyang's half-brother?" Tang Zhengqing obviously knew a lot about Su Yaoyang.

Chang Yihuan nodded, "It's him."

Chang Yihuan is not happy, she has a faint uneasiness, Su Yaohui's purpose of coming back this time must not be simple.

Could it be that his goal is Su Yaoyang?

Should I tell Su Yaoyang the news?
Chang Yihuan hesitated and hesitated.

The large bouquet of roses in his hand looked so eye-catching at this moment, making people feel so uneasy and terrified.

Tang Zhengqing didn't say anything more, he observed his daughter's expression, but didn't say anything.

For Tang Zhengqing, his consideration was definitely more than just a bunch of flowers.

Why didn't Su Yaohui return to Fengcheng in a fair and honest manner?

Why did no one know why he returned to Fengcheng?

Why didn't he go to Su Yaoyang when he came back?
Did Su Ziteng leave the nursing home because of him?
What exactly is this man trying to do?
Tang Zhengqing looked at his daughter. The daughter's eyesight is not good, which is well known in the Tang family, so every night, the lights of the Tang family will turn on a soft moonlight-like color.

Tang Zhengqing looked at his daughter through the hazy light, he was more concerned about his daughter's date with Su Yaoyang today.

Seeing his daughter throwing a large bouquet of red roses on the ground, he asked his doubts, "Yihuan, how is your date with Su Yaoyang?"

Chang Yihuan, who was drinking water, spit water directly on the carpet, dripping water dripped from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the clothes on her chest.

When it comes to the date with Su Yaoyang, she really doesn't think about it.

That wasn't a date at all, it was clearly a breakup meeting that the whole world would want to know about!
Chang Yihuan was choked by the water and coughed until he couldn't breathe, and his face was flushed red.

Tang Zhengqing came to his daughter, showing the smile his father should have, "Su Yaoyang chose this dress?"

"Not bad!"

"Su Yaoyang is very discerning!"

"This dress is brilliant because of you, and you are also more graceful and charming because of this dress, which has the charm of your mother."

"Back then, your mother also wore a large skirt with floral ruffles in this color, and it was because of that look that I fell in love with her..."

Tang Zhengqing seldom mentioned his mother before Yihuan, but this time he mentioned it probably because he really resembles his mother.

Chang Yihuan thought so.

The servant couldn't stand it anymore, and brought a wet towel for Yihuan, and covered her open mouth, "Miss, it will be more comfortable this way."

Chang Yihuan finally stopped coughing, but his white face was already bluish purple.

"Don't mention that person to me again!"

Tang Zhengqing was startled, and asked her with a frown, "What's wrong? What did Su Yaoyang do to make you so angry?"

"I...I..." Chang Yihuan couldn't speak, and in a fit of anger, stomped his feet and went upstairs.

Tang Zhengqing looked at the figure of his daughter going upstairs, not knowing why.

Chang Yihuan returned to the room, Tongtong had already fallen asleep, she saw her daughter sleeping soundly, couldn't help but kissed the child's cheek again and again, covered the child with the quilt, turned off the lamp, and returned to her room.

Tang Zhengqing was very considerate. Chang Yihuan's room and Tongtong's room were a suite, separated only by a screen.

The moonlight came in, filling most of the room, and Chang Yihuan's figure was also elongated.

She took a bath, and her body smelled of bath liquid, a faint, sweet, and very fresh smell.

Her hair was still dripping water, she wiped her hair with a towel, and looked at the time, it was 01:30 in the morning.

"drop…"

A text message came from the mobile phone, Chang Yihuan glanced at the mobile phone on the bedside table.

who can that be?

Chang Yihuan guessed and picked up the phone.

"have you slept?"

The strange number and strange tone revealed the cautiousness of the other party.

It's not Tang Zhengqing's number, it's not Tang Jiyao's number, and it's not Lele's number. Who is it?
Su Yaoyang?

"No." She typed two words and turned back.

"Pay attention to your eyes, don't be too tired, go to bed early."

Short text, subtle care, so concise that it couldn't be more concise.

That person is probably the only one who cherishes words like gold.

Chang Yi smiled happily and put her mobile phone beside the bed. She lay on the bed, looking at the stars outside the night sky, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Su Yaoyang never sent text messages, how could he send messages to care about her?

It must not be Su Yaoyang.

Who would it be?

Chang Yihuan couldn't figure it out, and couldn't guess who it was, he tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before falling asleep.

The night in the Rose Manor is still thick, and the only difference from five years ago is that no matter how hard Gu Manluo tried, no matter how good a craftsman she found to plant rose trees for her, none of the roses survived.

After a long time, Gu Manluo gave up and planted some more vigorous cacti or gemstone flowers, but they survived.

It was midsummer, and the cactus was blooming in this sultry weather with delicate yellow flowers, and there was no fear at all.

Now, the cactus and gemstone flowers are in bloom, and the whole garden seems to be full of vitality.

Gu Manluo had already fallen asleep, but Su Yaoyang hadn't.

He didn't dare to take a step away, for fear that Gu Manluo would wake up and find that he was not there, and do something stupid again.

Although Gu Manluo lied to him, and even though Yang Yang was not his biological son, he was still willing to help her because of the way Gu Manluo took care of him in the past.

At least, he is not an ungrateful person. Gu Manluo can die anywhere, but he cannot die in front of him.

No matter how much Gu Manluo lied to him, he liked that child Yangyang, and in that child, he saw himself when he was young.

I used to be so helpless, longing to be cared for.

He buried himself in the huge bathtub, and the oxygen bubbles kept turning up and bursting gently beside him, arousing the deepest thoughts in his heart.

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Chang Yihuan's number.

There were faint footsteps in the corridor, as if he felt something was wrong, he deleted the string of numbers one by one.

He stared at the phone screen for a long, long time, and finally dialed her number again.

Looking at the connection displayed on the screen, he couldn't help but hang up again.

At this time, she should be asleep, right?
Staring at the phone for a long time, he still couldn't help missing her. After searching for a long time, he finally found the short message, and then he spelled out letter by letter little by little, and sent her a short message.

I thought she had already fallen asleep and would not come back, but I didn't want her to come back.

Su Yaoyang only felt his hands trembling, the blood all over his body was boiling, his heart was almost coming out of his chest, but he didn't know what to say.

What happened during the day, he didn't know why Chang Yihuan was so angry, and he didn't know what he did wrong, but he just felt that this woman's temper was extremely weird, making it difficult to understand.

He wanted to apologize to her, but he really didn't know where he was wrong.

So, he had no choice but to send a vaguely caring message to her, asking her to rest earlier.

Some time ago, in order to force her to bow to him, he put pressure on the publishing house. If they dared to accept Chang Yihuan's manuscript again, he would let the publishing house close down. The publishers in Fengcheng were too scared to accept Chang Yihuan. manuscript.

In fact, the reason why he did this was because he wanted to cut off Chang Yihuan's source of regularity and make her succumb to him, but on the other hand, he didn't want Chang Yihuan to work so hard, with bad eyesight, and to be alive late at night. Catch up on the manuscript, if this continues, will the eyes recover?
Therefore, he decisively forced the publishing house, and no one dared to accept Chang Yihuan's manuscripts.

During that time, he often went to Tang Jiyao's apartment to watch her secretly in the middle of the night. He often saw her writing manuscripts regardless of her eyes. He was very angry with her behavior and simply cut off her thoughts.

It was originally for such a purpose, but it seemed that Chang Yihuan was not an obedient woman. During this period of time, he found that her eyes seemed to be getting stronger.

He could only remind her like this.

That woman, if you have the patience to tell her about anything, she will listen.

Su Yaoyang picked up a pen and wrote down in his notebook, "She doesn't like others to speak to her in a commanding tone."

He put away the notebook and put it in the small dark compartment behind the window sill, submerged in the water, imagining her well-behaved appearance.

The bubbles in the water seemed to have decreased a lot, and the temperature had also dropped a lot. Su Yao stood up and wanted to put some more hot water, but found someone beside him.

When she looked up, she saw Gu Manluo wearing his shirt, standing there with her white thighs exposed, staring at him.

"Man Luo..."

Su Yaoyang was a little puzzled, he looked at Gu Manluo's eyes on his lower abdomen, and immediately pulled the towel to wrap it around his body.

Su Yaoyang strode out of the bathtub and stood in front of Gu Manluo, "Manluo, what's wrong?"

Gu Manluo's eyes were a little red and swollen, obviously she had cried. She lowered her head and stood in front of Su Yaoyang, "Yang, don't do this to me, okay?"

Her hand eagerly wanted to grab Su Yaoyang's arm, but he avoided it without a trace.

"What don't you want to do to you?" Su Yaoyang's eyes were unprecedentedly clear.

He tilted his head and looked at Gu Manluo, as if he wanted to see her heart.

Gu Manluo was sobbing, and crystal tears fell on the carpet, "Just... just... don't leave me alone, okay?"

Su Yaoyang gasped, took a step back, and still had that cold look in his eyes.

"Yang, I know I'm dirty and ugly, but my heart that loves you is hot and pure. This heart belongs to you only, and will always belong to you alone. Why can't you look at our past? For your sake, forgive me this time?"

Gu Manluo almost buried herself in the ground.

"I admit that I am dirty, I am not worthy of you, but I love you, I have never changed in the past ten years, why can't you give me a chance?" Gu Manluo bent over and held her chest, Hold on so that you don't fall down.

Su Yaoyang's eyes were still cold, looking at her indifferently, as if examining a stranger.

(End of this chapter)