President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 55 After Turning Around: Meeting on a Narrow Road [-]

Tang Jiyao glanced at the bathroom door, Yihuan was still taking a shower.

"It's not good, Su Yaoyang doesn't seem to want to let her go, your plan is only half successful..." Tang Jiyao replied with a sneer.

"Hehe, no matter what, Chang Yihuan's leaving Su Yaoyang is the best success. You just need to work harder and get Chang Yihuan done. Are you still afraid that Su Yaoyang will see her?"

Tang Jiyao looked into the distance, the radiant headlights made him feel a deeper sense of loneliness, "Su Yaoyang is already in love with Chang Yihuan, but he doesn't know it, you must keep Su Yaoyang away from her!"

"It seems that Young Master Tang is incompetent and has no confidence in himself?"

Tang Jiyao's face immediately turned cold, "If you talk nonsense again, I will expose you. I want to see, what face do you have to see Su Yaoyang!"

"Okay, okay, stop joking with Tang Shao, I have an exclusive news to tell Tang Shao, I wonder if Tang Shao wants to listen?"

"Say something quickly!" Tang Jiyao heard the voice in the bathroom, and Yihuan seemed to have finished taking a shower.

"Chang Yihuan's father failed in business and owed a huge debt, why don't you help him..."

"Chang Huan is moved, and will definitely promise her with her body. At that time, Young Master Tang will be able to hug the beauty back..."

"Very well, thank you!" Tang Jiyao quickly hung up the phone.

Just as he hung up the phone, Yihuan came out of the bathroom. She had just washed her hair. She was wearing a hair-drying cap and a knee-length nightgown, which was not revealing, but Tang Jiyao felt that her heart was very uncomfortable. Quiet.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent heart, and tried to make himself look calm, "After washing, go back to the room quickly, and be careful not to catch a cold..."

Yi Huan smiled at him, "The heating is fully turned on, I'm fine."

Tang Jiyao felt that if he continued to watch, his nose would bleed, so he hurriedly grabbed his coat, "Well...I'm leaving first...I'll see you tomorrow."

He didn't even wait for Yihuan to speak, and left in a hurry.

When he left, he didn't forget to turn around and take a look. Chang Yihuan was standing in front of the glass by the window and waving at him.

He waved to her, got into the car, let out a long breath, it was so dangerous, if it wasn't for his deep concentration, he would have pushed Chang Yihuan down just now.

He rolled down the car window and quietly looked at the empty balcony, with a slight smile on his lips.

Yihuan, you will definitely be my Yihuan.

Yihuan dried her hair, lay on the bed, and was reading today's job advertisement. Her injury was almost healed. I don't know what medicine Tang Jiyao gave her, but the scar was so pale that it could hardly be seen.

She can't rely on Tang Jiyao anymore, she has to be self-reliant, she has to work hard to make money, and pay off the money owed to Su Yaoyang, so that when she sees him again, she won't be speechless.

She had imagined the scene of meeting Su Yaoyang countless times, and only after seeing him did she realize that he never cared about him, and what he cared about was only his money and face.

1000 million, that astronomical figure, no matter how long it takes to pay it back, no matter how hard it is, she will pay it back to him!
The phone by the bedside rang suddenly, and Yihuan answered the phone. Not many people knew about the call, and she even knew who it was.

"Yihuan, haven't you slept yet?"

She put down the newspaper, "I have turned off the lights and am going to sleep."

"And you? Did you get home? Did you go well?"

The other person on the phone is Tang Jiyao, who is lying on the sofa at the moment, "It's going well."

"That's good." Although she had answered such calls many times, she never knew why Tang Jiyao made this call.

Every time the words are very short, nothing more than greetings such as "Are you asleep?" "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

It's the same this time, she knows that she is not worthy of such a noble person, so she shouldn't drag him in again, so she always answers his questions coldly, if he doesn't ask, she won't say anything.

"Yihuan, you've been away from home for several months, you...should you go home and have a look?"

Yihuan thought for a while, "Alright, I'll go back tomorrow."

"Would you like me to see you off?" Tang Jiyao was always such a gentleman, his gentleness was irresistible.

It took a lot of effort for Yihuan to suppress himself, "No...it's okay, I can do it myself..."

"Well, you can rest early..." Tang Jiyao hung up the phone.

He was used to talking to her on the phone before going to bed, no matter what he said, even a single word, he felt at ease.

He has never liked someone like this before, the more he gets in touch with her, the more he finds her good, and the more he can't extricate himself, sometimes, he even laughs at himself, how could he make himself like this for a little woman?
The answer is: he doesn't know!

Why is it?
No one can tell.

The next day the sun rose as usual. Once the New Year passed, and after the Spring Festival, that is, when the warm spring was approaching, Chang Yihuan looked at the sun buried in the clouds, sighed helplessly, and wrapped the scarf tightly. Even tighter, walking alone on the bustling street.

She was going to see her father. Although she didn't know the exact location where her father lived, she knew the general direction. She got up early and stood in front of the bus stop, waiting for the first bus bound for her father.

Now that she is kicked out by Su Yaoyang, will her father feel sorry?

Yihuan doesn't know the answer, but it's her father's family love, blood is thicker than water, no matter what, father will definitely not blame her!
The wind was very cold, and the sun seemed to be afraid of such a cold wind. He hugged the cloud tightly and refused to let go. It was a bit cold for Yihuan to wait. She kept rubbing her hands, trying to warm herself up.

In the distance, several young men came towards her, "Are you Chang Yihuan?"

Yihuan didn't know them, but seeing that they didn't look like bad guys, he nodded, "Yes, I'm Chang Yihuan. Excuse me, what can you do?"

"do we know each other?"

Immediately afterwards, Yihuan's eyes went dark, and he couldn't see anything.

Not far away, a van drove over like the wind, and several men quickly carried the unconscious Yihuan into the car. After a gust of wind, the car disappeared into the distant morning fog.

Tang Jiyao, who just got into his car, was about to start the car when the phone rang suddenly, "Young Master Tang?"

"It's me. It's not like your style to call so early..." Tang Jiyao started the car while fastening his seat belt.

"Stop talking nonsense, now I'll give you a chance to show off. Come to the old car repair shop in the east of the city by yourself!"

Tang Jiyao wondered, "Where are you going?"

"Don't ask so many questions. The more you ask, the less likely Chang Yihuan will come back alive..."

The phone was hung up quickly, Tang Jiyao was confused, but still drove towards the old car factory in the east of the city.

Yihuan only felt a terrible pain in his head, and there was a numb pain in the back of his head, as if someone had knocked him hard.

She opened her eyes and found herself in a strange place, and the people standing above her were the ones who asked her just now.

"You...what do you want to do?" Yihuan was terrified.

(End of this chapter)