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Chapter 79: The Invitation

Chang Yihuan obviously saw Tang Jiyao's facial expression twitch slightly, and the originally incomparably bright smile froze on his face, which looked so ridiculous.

He was like a clumsy bear that was dancing. He was tripped by someone suddenly and was about to fall down. Fortunately, he stopped, but his figure was a bit embarrassed.

Without looking back, she knew who the voice behind her belonged to. The newly sutured wound was inadvertently torn open, and the pain was so painful that she could only swallow it. This worrying feeling made her frown slightly.

She felt that only by finding a hug she could rely on, could she stand firm.

Chang Yihuan took a step forward, getting closer to Tang Jiyao, throwing himself into his warm embrace, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Tang Jiyao's body was very clean, without any scent of perfume, but it made people feel at ease.

She buried herself in Tang Jiyao's arms and indulged her heart for the first time.

Tang Jiyao is calm, no matter how much Chang Yihuan loved that man, all this is no longer important now, Chang Yihuan has begun to open his heart to him, and what he has to do is to take care of her more carefully.

He hugged Chang Yihuan into his arms, and declared his ownership to Su Yaoyang, "So it's Young Master Su, I heard that your wedding is coming soon, why don't you stay at home with your lovely wife, what are you doing in this unpopular hospital like mine?" ?”

He was not afraid of Su Yaoyang, what he was worried about was that the man in his arms still did not let go of the man from hell.

I heard Su Yaoyang's name in the early years. I heard that he once dealt with eight people by himself. Those eight people wanted one of his arms, but he left the opponent's eight arms, and he used his bare hands. He didn't use them from the beginning to the end. No weapon was used, and none of the people he knocked down survived.

However, at that time, he always thought that such a ruthless man would not fall in love with any woman, so Gu Manluo made him miss it.

Su Yaoyang looked at the woman who got into Tang Jiyao's arms without any expression. He took off the white gloves on his hands and tilted his head to look at Tang Jiyao. Women with a few hands are also interested, I really admire Su!"

He stood there coldly, his wide dark glasses covered most of his face, and he could only see the embarrassing words from those thin lips.

Tang Jiyao was not angry, but hugged Yi Huan even tighter, "No matter how many times you wash the rice, it is always white, and no matter how you wash the ink, it will never turn white. Some people are like rice, from the heart. And some people are like that ink, which can’t be washed off for a lifetime, if you accidentally get a little bit of ink on your hands, it will take a long time to wash it off.”

"Young Master Su, do you think I'm right?"

Chang Yihuan's heart hurts, in Su Yaoyang's mouth, she will never be clean, but it doesn't matter, she doesn't care about that man anymore, let alone his words.

She turned around, picked up Tang Jiyao's purple round-neck cardigan sweater, and put it on for Tang Jiyao, "Yao, don't mind, sometimes when a dog bites you, you don't necessarily have to bite it back, because a dog is a dog, and a person is a dog." You don't know as well as a dog."

What he did to her in the last rainy night made her no longer have any nostalgia for him.

When it's time to let go, let it go.

From now on, for the sake of the child in her womb and for herself, she must be strong, and she will never be at the mercy of that man again.

Tang Jiyao obviously didn't expect Yihuan to be so eloquent. He stretched out his hand and pinched Yihuan's nose, "Huanhuan, what you said is exactly what I want to say, it's great..."

Tang Jiyao gave her a thumbs up.

The eyes behind the black glasses almost burned the flirting two people in front of them to death. That woman who is so weak that she can't be more weak now has such a sharp mouth. He really underestimated her!

"Tang Jiyao, if you like to wear worn-out shoes worn by others, I have no problem, but I advise you, this woman is dishonest, she is very lewd, even seduced the gardener in my manor..."

"Do you think you can satisfy her?"

Su Yaoyang's eyebrows were raised high, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He wanted to see how long Tang Jiyao could protect her? !

Tang Jiyao opened his mouth to say something, but Yihuan stopped him with his eyes.

Yihuan sat back in the wheelchair, "Yao, I'm a little tired, I want to go back to sleep for a while, you can take me back, okay?"

She stretched out her hand to Tang Jiyao, smiling sweetly, like a proud princess.

Princess? !
Su Yaoyang couldn't believe his eyes. He took off his black glasses, watched Tang Jiyao push Chang Yihuan away like Snow White, and unconsciously clenched his glasses tightly.

"Tang Jiyao, I have an invitation card for my wedding next week."

Su Yaoyang took out a red card from his pocket, put it between his middle finger and index finger, and looked at the person who was about to pass him.

Tang Jiyao glanced at Chang Yihuan, "Huanhuan, should I go?"

Chang Yihuan just felt that his whole heart was going to be shaken out, didn't he already know the news that he was going to marry Gu Manluo?

Why does my heart seem to be twisted by a meat grinder?
Didn't you tell yourself not to care?

Why is the throat dry as if being blown into the wind?
Tang Jiyao was waiting for her reply, and she knew that he was asking herself, if she said no, Tang Jiyao would definitely not go.

But, she wanted to go, she wanted to watch her beloved man start a family, hold the hand of his beloved woman, and step into the holy palace of marriage together.

She lowered her eyes, hid the tears in her eyes, and smiled, "Since Young Master Su has invited us, of course we will go, if we don't, it will be as if we are afraid of him!"

"Yao, go, let's go together!"

Chang Yihuan's eyes fell on the breastplate in Su Yaoyang's hand. It was bright red, as red as blood, and his eyes were pierced. Outside was the wedding photo of Su Yaoyang and Gu Manluo. Su Yaoyang, who almost never smiled, showed such a smile for the first time. smile.

At that time, she also thought that she must make him laugh, but in the end, she never became the woman who could make him laugh happily.

Her eyes were a little dry, she turned her face away hastily, instead of looking at the red eyelids, she stopped her gaze on the cherry blossoms in the distance.

The most beautiful one has already been seen, as long as you have it once, why bother to seek it forever?

Tang Jiyao took it to invite Lan, held it in his hand, and looked at Su Yaoyang, "Don't worry, Young Master Su, Huanhuan and I will definitely attend on time."

Tang Jiyao pushed Chang Yihuan away from here, pink cherry blossoms fell on Su Yaoyang's black coat, much like that day, when he turned around, the street was full of cherry blossoms, but Chang Yihuan's scene was not seen.

In fact, he understood what he was thinking, but he owed Man Luo too much, and he would never be able to pay it back in his life.

(End of this chapter)