President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 80 Breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly: all walks of life

Chang Yihuan, whether I love you or not, I can't marry you.

The only reason I say hurtful things like that is because I can't let go, I'm jealous.

I envy those men who have the right to stand beside you, I hate the way you talk and laugh when you are with them, I hate your pitiful eyes like a little sheep in front of me.

That's because you can always easily evoke the tenderness in my heart that I have hidden for many years, and as a cold-blooded person who only lives to kill, I have no cover in front of you.

I hate your innocence, but I want to have a pure heart like you.

Tang Jiyao can own you openly, but I can only hold Manluo and imagine you in her arms.

Chang Yihuan, I hope you can be happy in Tang Jiyao's arms.

He stretched out his hand, grasped a fallen cherry blossom, and carefully put it into the pocket of his jacket, as if holding his heart in it.

He turned around resolutely and walked in the direction he should go.

In this life, he has experienced too many deaths and separations, helplessness and pain, and now when it is his turn, he realizes how sad that helplessness is...

He left very quickly, he didn't want to give himself any chance to regret it, just now he saw Chang Yihuan, he wanted to have her so much.

Now, she can be so happy in Tang Jiyao's arms, so, it's like...

Back in the ward, Tang Jiyao hurriedly put away the invitation card on the table, for fear that Yihuan would be sad when he saw it, and accidentally knocked over the water on the table and wet his pants.

Yihuan hurriedly took a tissue to wipe it for him.

Her gentle movements made him a little scared, he was a little flattered, and subconsciously pushed her hand, "I'll just do it myself..."

"Why do you have to do it by yourself? Could it be that I didn't do it well?" Sitting in the wheelchair, Yi Huan refused to let go, she looked at his wet thighs, her little hand became more and more gentle, she slid up little by little, her hand had already come It reached the heel of Tang Jiyao's leg.

Tang Jiyao's whole body tensed up, and he hurriedly clamped his legs, "I...I will do it myself..."

Yihuan looked up at him, with a mischievous smile on his lips, "I don't, I'm going to come for you, and I won't let you go..."

"Chang Yihuan, you are playing with fire!" He warned.

Chang Yihuan just likes to tease him, her tender little hands are still moving around, touching his most sensitive parts once in a while, "Let's play with the fire, I'll just put it out for you..."

"You...?" Tang Jiyao was both surprised and delighted, holding her restless little hand and wrapping her in his arms, "Chang Yihuan, have you really thought it through?"

He could feel her enthusiasm, but she was so enthusiastic that he was shocked and frightened.

"I don't want to be anyone's substitute, let alone you use me as a backup..."

Chang Yihuan plucked up the courage to raise her head, and left a light kiss on his lips, "Tang Jiyao, I can tell you very clearly that I have already made up my mind. From now on, I will be your wife, no matter who it is , can't take me away from you..."

"Really?" Tang Jiyao looked at her in disbelief, holding her hand, his heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat, he looked into her eyes eagerly, for fear that all this was just a phantom .

After going through so much, she has already gone through her Mount Fuji, and once owned it, it is enough. Since Tang Jiyao can love her so much, why should she break his heart again?
"Yes, I've made up my mind. I want to be Tang Jiyao's wife..." She bewitched him.

Tang Jiyao's kiss fell all over the sky, covering her eyes, nose and lips. He regarded her as a treasure, unlike that person who always regarded her feelings as worthless. Since this person cherishes her and loves her so much, Then she will repay his love. In this life, she doesn't want to owe him any more.

Su Yaoyang was busy choosing the wedding dress with Gu Manluo. He booked the entire bridal dress shop and sat beside Gu Manluo. He even didn't care about Su's property, let alone the situation of his opponent. He just wanted to give the woman in front of him a good life a promise.

Five years ago, he promised to marry her. At that time, Su Ziteng spoiled them. Now, he finally had the chance to marry her, so how could he disappoint her again?

Whether it's Bai Xinzhe or Chang Yihuan, they can only be the past.

Gu Manluo picked out a wedding dress and put it on, and came to Su Yaoyang. The mood of getting married was beautiful and complicated, with longing, anxiety, and of course, nervousness and sweetness.

She stood in front of Su Yaoyang, looked at him with a smile, "Yang, is it pretty?"

"Pretty..." He kept staring at the wedding dress on her body without moving away. In his memory, on Bai Shihai's birthday, that petite and innocent girl also wore a similar wedding dress. At that time, Tang Jiyao was there Proposed to her by candlelight.

At that time, he was about to go crazy with jealousy. After passing through the sea of ​​people, he came to the women's bathroom and waited for her, eager to possess her, just to tell himself that all he missed was having sex with her. .

Now, Gu Manluo is wearing that wedding dress that resembles her, and he feels that Chang Yihuan seems to have appeared before his eyes again.

Many times, the more you want to forget something, the deeper the memory will be, and the more you repel it, the deeper it will be engraved.

Gu Manluo seemed to have noticed something wrong with Su Yaoyang, she walked up to Su Yaoyang, "Yang, you are a little absent-minded..."

Su Yaoyang moved a bit, expressing that he was not absent-minded, "It's very beautiful, what clothes are on my Man Luo, they are more beautiful than others."

"Better than others?" Gu Manluo's expression froze, "You mean you have seen others wear the same wedding dress as this one?"

Ever since Chang Yihuan appeared last time, she has been like a frightened bird, and even the slightest disturbance makes her uneasy.

She eagerly grabbed Su Yaoyang's hand, eager to know the answer, "Who wore it?"

"who is it?"

"Bai Xinzhe?"

"Or Chang Yihuan?"

Su Yaoyang frowned slightly, "Not at all, it's because you think too much..."

She pushed his hand away as if in shock, "No, no! It's definitely not that I think too much, it must have happened before!"

Gu Manluo's eyes were wide open, as if she would not give up if she couldn't reach her goal, she clenched her fists tightly, her teeth clenching loudly, looking at her posture, if Su Yaoyang didn't tell her, she would fight Su Yaoyang desperately.

Although Su Yaoyang was a little displeased, he still tried to keep himself calm. For a while, he found that Gu Manluo's mood was very unstable, and he often lost his temper. He blamed all this on the fact that she was under house arrest by Su Ziteng in the past few years. the evil consequences.

He didn't want to stimulate her too much, so he stroked her shoulder and comforted her softly, "Man Luo, there really is no one who wears this wedding dress, you are the first one to wear it."

(End of this chapter)