President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 150 Change Me to Love You: Can I?
"..." Chang Yihuan was at a loss for words.

"She committed suicide many times before, but she didn't die. She jumped off the building, but she jumped from the third floor. She also took sleeping pills, but they were not sleeping pills, but ordinary vitamins."

"Today, she cut her wrist again. I even suspect that the blood is not her blood!"

"If she's really dying, how can she have the strength to call you?"

"You'd better worry about yourself!"

"But...you...you can't ignore her..." Chang Yihuan was surprised, how could this man's face change so quickly.

"Chang Yihuan, where are you talking so much nonsense? Don't mention Gu Manluo to me anymore!"

"Tell me where you are! I have something to tell you!" Su Yaoyang had obviously lost his patience.

She was still arguing for Gu Manluo, so she hung up the phone.

Chang Yihuan was angry all the way, Gu Manluo was so pitiful, how could Su Yaoyang abandon her when she needed him most? !
Su Yaoyang has always been like this, never caring about other people's feelings!

She leaned heavily under her feet, and when she wanted to move forward again, she realized that her ankle was swollen.

Chang Yihuan had no choice but to sit down, touch his swollen ankle and sigh.

"Yihuan..." As soon as she turned her head, Tang Jiyao threw something over.

She narrowly raised her hand to catch it, and looked down at the small jar: "What?"

Tang Jiyao tapped her swollen ankle with his chin: "Swelling spray."

"How do you know?" Chang Yihuan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"You... have been following me?"

Do you want to praise him for his careful observation and thoughtfulness?
Chang Yihuan laughed, his smile seemed a little silly, Tang Jiyao looked at this scene, a twilight color suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, soft enough to almost blend with the setting sun behind him.

Although his father had secretly tested the DNA behind Chang Yihuan's back, and the report clearly showed that Chang Yihuan was his half-sister, but he would rather not know this fact and would rather live in his fantasy.

In this way, he can always love her silently until he grows old.

However, time does not allow him to do so, so he is doomed to learn to forget.

What should I do if I can't learn it?

Tang Jiyao didn't know.

More often, he likes to follow Chang Yihuan from a distance, watching her every move.

Seeing that she couldn't remove the spray cap anyway, Tang Jiyao forgot what he had reminded himself before, and walked towards her with the desire in his heart.

Before she woke up, Tang Jiyao had already pressed her shoulders, making her lean against the luxuriant paulownia tree behind her.

He squatted in front of her, took off her shoes, Yihuan raised his foot reflexively to hide, and almost kicked him on the shoulder.

Tang Jiyao smiled and avoided, "Between brothers and sisters, it's just a little effort, you won't be so alien to me, right?"

He looked up at her, noncommittal eyes.

This scene seemed to go back to the time when the two first met, she avoided him for fear, but he, as if, didn't care at all.

Taking advantage of her not moving anymore, Tang Jiyao bit the lid with his teeth, quickly pinched her slender ankle with one hand, and pressed the spray valve with the other.

The cool medicinal liquid was sprayed on the red and swollen area, and a chill penetrated into Yihuan's skin, reaching up to the heart--
"drop--!!!"

The sharp sound of the car sounded suddenly, and a hole was severed in her nearly condensed thoughts.

Chang Yihuan followed the prestige, and at some point, the car parked not far away--
Chang Yihuan shrank her ankle subconsciously, but was pulled back by a pair of hands. Tang Jiyao put on the shoes for her, then slowly let go of her hand and stood up.

Tang Jiyao followed Chang Yihuan's terrified gaze, and only glanced back, but there was nothing on his face.

...

Until Su Yaoyang's car drove over, Chang Yihuan still stood there blankly, while the person in that car confronted her silently.

His heavy gaze, reflecting the light from the windshield, was dangerous and cold.

Chang Yihuan stood up bravely, moved with difficulty, the door was quickly opened, and Chang Yihuan fell into the driver's seat.

Before she had time to put on her seat belt, Su Yaoyang suddenly started the car, the ground of the car shook suddenly, Su Yaoyang turned around and accelerated to drive out.

He didn't speak, and the smoldering sound of the engine could be heard in the well-sealed car.

Outside the car window, the scenery quickly reversed, making people dizzy. Yi Huan could only feel the heartbeat and the blood rushing to his face.

She couldn't help raising her voice: "There's nothing between me and him..."

The screeching sound of brakes suddenly sounded, and Su Yaoyang slammed on the brakes. The wheels slid through two deep ruts and stopped on the side of the road.

The heart almost jumped out of the chest, Chang Yihuan tried hard to adjust his messy breathing, "He is my half-brother."

Su Yaoyang to himself
"You have already begun to know that you have to explain to me, if you make progress, reward it."

When he said this, Su Yaoyang didn't smile at all, his duplicity to the point where everything was written on his face, Chang Yihuan was helpless, just looked downcast.

All the way she came, she kept wondering what he was thinking, if she was really not angry, she wouldn't keep her lips tightly pressed all the way.

He is pampering and spoiling her in his own way, he has no principles of his own, and he doesn't know if she understands.

Su Yaoyang thought about it dispiritedly, hating himself for being like this.

But it turns out that even if you have made countless concessions for a woman, even if you despise yourself, you will still be happy in your heart.

When the car passed the towering bridge, what I saw when I looked up was already a starry night.

Su Yaoyang took her on the cruise ship.

The deck was very stable and there were no big bumps. When the sea breeze blew and caressed Chang Yihuan's face, it seemed that his troubles were really blown away.

After dinner, they watched the scenery on the deck.

The beautiful scenery is unobstructed, the bubbles of champagne are "sizzling" rising in the tulip-shaped wine glass, and in the night, surrounded by the feasting lights on the shore.

Do you want to spoil the atmosphere and explain to him again?
They were the only table on the deck, and the live piano accompaniment and singer's live singing also became a scene.

Chang Yihuan gradually forgot about it, the man opposite was a master of wine tasting, holding the wine glass with two fingers, lifting his chin while drinking, lazy and elegant, really pleasing to the eye, no less than the surrounding night.

When she was slightly drunk, Chang Yihuan's thoughts were really hard to concentrate here. The cruise ship made a low noise, and her last bit of Qingming was almost taken away, so she hurriedly asked him on the opposite side: "It's so late, did Tongtong come back?" Home? Do you want to make a call..."

Su Yaoyang smiled and sighed, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and gentle. Under his gesture, the piano accompaniment changed to a song suitable for slow dance. He got up and walked in front of her, bowing only: "Can I?"

(End of this chapter)