President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 166 The Long Road: The Long Way

Chang Yihuan could clearly hear his powerful footsteps fading away.

When she finally had the courage to look back at him, he didn't even leave her behind. She didn't know what she had done wrong. The only thing she could be sure of was that there was only Tongtong left between him and her.

His low, cold words burned her.

She should have cried a lot, but she couldn't cry, the tears were stuck in her body and couldn't be relieved.

Chang Yihuan took a lot of twists and turns before successfully leaving the door and walking into the living room.

When Tongtong saw Chang Yihuan, tears were still on her little face, she rushed into her embrace eagerly, "Mummy..."

Chang Yihuan's tears finally fell.

Su's mother stepped forward, "Yihuan, don't worry, the young master has been under a lot of work pressure these days, so he will inevitably be in a bad mood, so don't worry about him."

Chang Yihuan nodded with a wry smile.

In fact, she didn't know the reason at all.

Su Yaoyang suddenly turned back, Chang Yihuan stared at him with wide eyes, stopped in front of him, "I... want to talk to you."

He didn't even look at her, "I'm busy..."

With a businesslike tone, one sentence sent her into the millennium cold pond, and she could feel the sharp eyes of that man without even raising her eyes.

Confrontation.

In the end, he gently pulled her out, but her thin body was tilted to one side, and he walked straight over without looking sideways.

Su Yaoyang took his coat and went back to the company directly, kissed the child's forehead as parting, and kissed her under the child's softness, so Su Yaoyang, who knew how to hide his emotions, had all his reluctance written on his face at that time.

Lips are icy.

Chang Yihuan only felt that the room in Moge was terribly cold, and he sat in front of the LCD TV with a wall with a remote control and randomly changed channels. The noisy voice barely filled this terrifying black hole.

There was a news report that Su Yaoyang was going to marry Gu Manluo, Chang Yihuan closed his eyes, feeling a pain in his heart.

Even though Assistant Su Yaoyang repeatedly stated that everyone should keep a low profile and not disturb the lives of Mr. Su and Ms. Gu, but in the eyes of outsiders, everything was just a cover-up, and Gu Manluo finally got what she wanted.

And she is always happy, but she is nothing.

Chang Yihuan's hand holding the remote control was stiff.

Tongtong bounced around to give out gifts to the servants' room. Those who saw her would have a share. The child was so busy that she slipped over to Chang Yihuan's place when she was done. She opened the door and walked in: "Mommy, come with me to the primary school tomorrow." Let's go to Lei's house."

Chang Yihuan trembled, and quickly turned off the TV.

She didn't hear Tongtong's previous sentence at all, she shook her head, and changed the subject: "School will start in a few days, have you finished all your homework?"

"There's only one weekly diary left, next time I'll take the notebook to Xiaolei's house to write."

Chang Yihuan beckoned the child to go over, Tongtong looked at his watch, scratched his hair, and smiled wickedly: "I have to call Xiaolei!"

Chang Yihuan couldn't laugh or cry, so as not to delay the children talking on the phone.

Tongtong had already retreated outside the door, and suddenly opened the door again, stuck her head in, and said "hehe" with a smile, "Mummy, are you waiting for Daddy?"

...

That night, Su Yaoyang did not return all night.

Chang Yihuan was tossing and turning, it turned out that habit is such a terrible thing, without this man's body temperature, an important part of her vitality was missing, she couldn't fall asleep.

She dialed Su Yaoyang, but the first time, no one answered, and the second time, she was hung up after three rings.

The busy tone tore at the eardrums one after another. She listened, frowning tightly, and dropped the phone on the ground.

He didn't know when he fell asleep vaguely, but Chang Yihuan woke up very early the next day, and still hurriedly picked up the phone and snapped back the battery that had fallen out.

Seeing the missed call after turning on the phone, she was in a state of complete suspension, and quickly called up the missed call with her fingers.

Several calls were made from the Tang family's personal phone.

Chang Yihuan drooped his eyebrows and paused for a long time before calling back.

When Tang Jiyao received her call back, he was relieved: "I thought you wouldn't answer my call."

Because of Tongtong's matter, they had been hiding abroad all those years ago and hadn't contacted anyone. Chang Yihuan had an experience, no matter how bad it was, it wasn't that bad.

"If you have time, come back. Dad read the report and lost his temper. You bring Tongtong back, our Tang family can afford you."

After listening to Tang Jiyao's words, she didn't answer for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Brother, do you also think that I can't live without Su Yaoyang?"

Tang Jiyao was taken aback.

He didn't answer her for a long time.

Chang Yihuan thought, he knew the answer.

They are indeed like outsiders, they don't believe that unrealistic and unreachable man will marry her, they would rather believe that she sold her daughter than Su Yaoyang will marry her.

Chang Yihuan had breakfast with the child, and Tongtong could tell at a glance that she was in a bad mood, biting the spoon carefully, looking at her from the corner of her eyes, and comforting her presumptuously: "Mommy, why haven't you seen Daddy all day? ? No way."

As he spoke, he snickered.

The servant next to him covered his mouth and smiled, Chang Yihuan pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty and curled up: "What nonsense, drink porridge quickly."

Tongtong was very serious, "Daddy called me last night, saying that he was busy with work and didn't come back to sleep, so men should..." She tried to recall Su Yaoyang's words, imitating the tone of adults, "...men should put their career first! "

When the child continued talking, Chang Yihuan was afraid that he would not be able to hide his depression, so he dodged his eyes and said angrily: "Mommy must also put her career first, I will go out later, if you don't hurry up to eat, I will be late .”

Chang Yihuan sent her daughter to Xiaolei's house, and called a taxi to the publishing house.

Before the seat was warmed up, she was told that she didn't need to write any more manuscripts, and her works would no longer be wanted by the publishing house, and the company would give her a big vacation with her salary from now on.

Even depriving her of the right to paralyze herself with busyness, Chang Yihuan sat slumped at the desk, his eyes fixed on the contract termination letter in front of him, unable to move away for a long time.

She walked out of the publishing house empty-handed, looked at the vibrant colleagues working in the cubicle, and habitually reached into her bag to touch the phone.

Chang Yihuan held back and didn't call anyone.

She wandered around the street aimlessly by herself, and only went to Xiaolei's house to pick up Tongtong at the agreed time.

In the eyes of the child, she doesn't know how beautiful she and Su Yaoyang are, but she can't bear to destroy it, leaving the last bit of capital for the child and herself.

Chang Yi happily walked into Xiaolei's house, but unfortunately she didn't sleep well last night, no matter how she covered her dark circles, it didn't help, Xiaolei's mother specially put ginseng slices in her tea.

The neighbors came down for a few months, and they were also the mother of the child. Looking at Xiaolei's mother's gaze, Chang Yihuan always had the illusion that he didn't cover up his unhappiness well enough.

Being discovered, stripped of camouflage, shameless.

The two children were playing around in the house, Chang Yihuan was chatting with Xiaolei's mother, and Tongtong suddenly came out holding his weekly diary: "I've finished writing the weekly diary, and I need the parents to sign it!"

Xiaolei didn't follow, but poked his head behind the door, waiting to watch the fun.

Chang Yihuan took over the weekly diary without knowing why, and wanted to sign the pen, but when he saw what his son had written, Chang Yihuan's fingers froze.

(End of this chapter)