Dressed As the President’s First Love

The villa area of ​​Biyun Bay gathers the top wave of wealthy people in China.

Compared with the independent and exquisite retro-style small houses in Tiandu Huaye, Biyunwan symbolizes style and luxury-the status of top celebrities.

The single-family villa covers an area of ​​1,000 square meters, not counting the private circular swimming pool outside each villa, and the flower garden with about 100 square meters built along the pool.

The villa is far away from the villa, facing away from each other. Such a villa is not suitable for living, but it is extremely suitable for partying, so it is brightly lit all the year round.

The doorman has long been accustomed to dealing with such situations.

The circle of most wealthy people has a high degree of overlap. These guests are in and out of all kinds of luxury cars. Today they are holding the invitation letter of the Du family, and tomorrow they can hold the invitation letter of the Song family——

They are a professional security company. The faces of regular customers, connected with the license plate numbers, have long been drawn up and engraved in their minds.

Regular customers do not need to register, they can be released directly by presenting the invitation letter.

As for the foreign guests, even if they hold the invitation letter, they still need to get the consent of the host family before they can enter the house after registration.

The security guards are familiar with it.

On this day, two families in Biyun Bay hosted a party at the same time, and the security guards let them go one by one. By the afternoon, there were more than twice as many guests as usual.

After sending away a familiar face with a big star, a red Porsche stopped at the door.

The window was lowered, revealing a heroic face, short black hair, looking neat and clean, with a hot stamped invitation letter twisted at his fingertips, the security guard spotted the word "Song" on the side of the invitation letter sharply, and hurriedly turned on the remote control and let it go automatically. .

At the same time that the window went up, Porsche had left a **** of smoke.

The new security guard watched obsessively: "Who is this?"

It's a lot more energetic than the previous celebrities, and at first glance they are not ordinary people.

"The eldest daughter of the Yu family."

"That one..." Although the little security guard has only been here for a month, he has heard gossip. It is said that the eldest daughter has recently fallen into a big somersault, and has not fought for the position of his brother in the lobby. "Exiled. To the subsidiary?"

"Not far from it."

The old security guard patted his head, "Don't think about it, young man, even if someone is a landing phoenix, it's not what you pheasant can think of."

The two were talking, and there was another Maybach at the door. The license plate number was quite simple, and the model number was only one million. It was really inconspicuous in a luxury car with millions of dollars—

At first glance, it was an ambitious person who wanted to get to know some big-name "poor boys" through the party, to "fight the autumn wind".

Such a small "middle class", the new security guards have seen a lot in the past few days.

Thinking about it this way, the attitude is a bit too light:

"Who? Can't enter without an invitation letter."

Maybach's rear window was lowered, revealing a handsome profile face, sharp eyebrows, and a teardrop.

The voice is cold:

"No invitation letter."

The new security guard was thinking about where the little star looked familiar, but didn't remember it for a while. I heard that there was no invitation letter. He immediately wanted to lean on the little white face that was next to the celebrity, and waved:

"Go, go, my place, not everyone can enter—"

After speaking, he was pressed down by the old security guard.

He hurried out, nodded and bowed to the man behind the car window and said: "Cheng, I'm sorry, the newcomer doesn't wink, don't be used to it, don't be used to it."

The man inside did not say a word, but there was a soft female voice:

"Where is it?"

The old security guard suddenly caught a glimpse of the snow-like soft cheeks, suddenly lowered his head, and suddenly softened when he heard the cold voice:

"Surprise you."

The window went up and the door was released. When the Maybach disappeared from his eyes, the old security guard wiped his sweat.

The new security guard is still wondering:

"Brother Liu, there is no invitation letter, why did you put it in?"

The old security guard drew a note at him:

"Fart!"

"Hey, how do you hit someone?"

"A few days ago, didn't you still ask me, who's the king of the building in the bottom, why the master never came?"

The entire Biyun Bay occupies the widest and most mysterious area. At a time when all the owners of the villas are keen to host parties, the most expensive villa has never hosted a party.

Security can only patrol from a hundred meters away.

"No, no..."

Although the new security guard is a bit dog-eyed, the reaction is fairly quick:

"Just the Maybach?"

"Yes! Just the Maybach!"

"Don't talk about King Lou, the entire Biyun Bay land is also owned by others!"

"NS!"

The new security guard remembered who this person was, and now the network is spreading over the CEO of Zhengheng Group!

"He, isn't he just an investment company?!"

"I have money in my family."

The old security guard sighed, "Some people are standing at the end of our lives that we can't run in a few lifetimes."

"You can only pray right now, and people will open up the Internet and let you as a fart!"

At the moment when the new security guard was anxious, Tang Mi sat in the back seat and watched Maybach gallop all the way. He drove for a full twenty-five minutes, bypassing two large European-style villas, two lakes and three buildings. After the circular arch bridge, we finally arrived at the destination.

Cheng Hao led her out of the car.

The driver drove the car away, and the bodyguards quietly guarded a hundred meters away. In front of him was a huge lake. On the sparkling blue water, there was a two-story building floating.

Exhausted in all her language, the indescribable architecture.

The sunlight hits the transparent glass, leaving a dazzling radiance, and everything is extremely transparent.

Modern and simple design, the first floor is half open, the door is opened, and the transparent glass extends upwards. People seem to be standing on the water and can see the seaweed and swimming fish underneath——

Bend down, you can touch the lake.

Really beautiful, and really extravagant.

"There is a water purification system at the bottom of the lake. The glass is the latest bulletproof and explosion-proof glass, and it will drift with the current. In the morning, we will wake up together on the east side of the lake to welcome the rising sun. Go to the other side of the lake and watch the stars together..."

"……Like it?"

Cheng Hao's eyes were sparkling.

"Hey, help me take a photo with it."

Tang Mi's first reaction was to take out his mobile phone from his pocket and hand it to Cheng Hao, "Be more beautiful."

Cheng Hao:...

He accepted the phone resignedly, and as a qualified ex-boyfriend who had been domesticated for a long time, he mastered various "shame" postures to capture the amorous feelings of his ex-girlfriend anytime and anywhere——

This is a basic skill.

Cheng Hao clearly mastered this skill well.

He expertly ran back for a distance, squatted down to the ground, and photographed his girlfriend with the beautiful glass house. During the shooting, he did not forget to find the correct angle and took the ex-girlfriend’s slender legs even more. long.

The sparkling water, the dreamy and gorgeous glass house, and the beauty that can illuminate the soul.

Cheng Hao returned the phone.

Tang Mi glanced and nodded, complimenting:

"Technology has not regressed."

After taking the photo, she added a filter to make her legs longer, and posted on Weibo to pretend to be forced.

Don Mi V: [beautiful? 】

Attached.

In less than a minute, Yan Dang was all licking the screen underneath, with a posture of dominating the rivers and lakes Ding Chunqiu.

Seeing her swiping the screen and ignoring him, Cheng Hao couldn't help but quietly took out the phone and gave her a thumbs up.

Cheng Hao V: Beautiful.

"Hey! Low-key!"

Tang Mi brushed it in time, and was about to raise her head to educate her, but Cheng Hao pinched her chin and kissed it lightly.

The breeze was blowing, and the sun was just right.

Don Mi suddenly got upset.

She squinted her eyes slightly, and her eyes showed a fascination that she didn't even notice, like a lazy kitten in the afternoon, "Hey, you have crossed the line, ex-boyfriend."

Cheng Hao's response to her was another deep French kiss.

When they separated again, both of them panted a little.

Cheng Hao pressed her lips against her:

"Marry me, you can take photos with it every day."

There is an ex-boyfriend who can scratch her itchy, that's not good.

Tang Mi admitted that he was so vain that he was so coaxed that he wanted to respond immediately. But think about it, there should be no woman in the world who can refuse such a dream.

"There will be mosquitoes?"

Built on the water.

Cheng Hao suddenly smiled.

He rubbed her head helplessly, "All possibilities have been considered in the design, and the glass can be turned opaque at any time."

"If the water house doesn't like it, there is the back—" In Tang Mi's cat-like round eyes, Cheng Hao pointed to the back, "You can also live here."

Like a scene, the musical fountain suddenly sounded.

Tang Mi turned and looked back. As far as he could see, there was a continuous building with a European-style dome. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the sunlight, squinting people's eyes.

"This is... yours too?"

"Yep."

After Cheng Hao finished speaking, he felt wrong, and said, "The old man made up for the coming-of-age gift."

"I built the water house for you."

His long eyelashes flickered, leaving a thin row of shadows in the sun, "From the beginning, it's under your name."

Tang Mi can clearly feel the difference.

At the beginning of the reunion, she kept showing her financial resources and showing him a man who was not what he used to be. At this time, there was no intention of showing off or oppression, but like a big boy who loves the girl to show off his treasure——

He wanted to share everything he had with her, and this willingness was extremely sincere.

"Isn't that, today is your lunar birthday?"

Tang Mi pursed her lips, slightly uncomfortable, "Why gave me a gift instead?"

It seemed that the mind was born to weed out impure kindness, but at this time, Tang Mi was not always calm, a little at a loss.

"One more gift."

Cheng Hao smiled mysteriously, holding her hand, and couldn't wait to show her.

The two walked for ten minutes, and a square appeared in front of her.

A lot of people gathered on the lawn on the opposite bank of the lake, obviously in the open-air BBQ; and here, on the square outside a long green lawn, parked a huge monster.

No matter how Tang Mi didn't know the cargo, he could tell that it was a private jet.

Expensive luxury items that can only be owned by the rich, but the domineering appearance of this private jet, which is painted with pink spray paint, is pink and tender. On the pink coating, deep purple sprays Tang Mi’s Chinese pinyin——

If she doesn't look at the taste of that slightly straight man, she still has a good plane.

The people on the other side of the lake seemed to have spotted them. After a commotion, five or six aerial drones buzzed and flew over.

"Play it again."

Cheng Hao mumbled in her ear. Before Tang Mi could react, she watched him "click", knelt on one knee neatly, and took out a familiar ribbon blue box in his arms.

At the same time, a huge hot air balloon rose up, also in pink and tender color, and it was written in huge dark italics:

"Tangtang, be my girlfriend!"

Two small pink planes emerged from the clouds and dropped their banners, the same:

"Tang Mi, marry me!"

... Quite straight man, grand scene without the slightest creativity, but enough ostentatious.

Tang Mi complained, but couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth. She squeezed hard and spent the best acting skills of her life, so that she didn't play the scene and dressed up as a good ex:

"Sorry, I can't accept it."

The wealthy celebrities on the other side, especially the young second-generation and third-generations, watched the girl's soft skirt slip past the man's fingertips and left without looking back.

Only the lost are left, like a handsome man who has lost an entire continent.

"Across the lake, it's not the one that bought Lou Wang..."

The Song family held a party this time for the youngest daughter's coming-of-age ceremony.

She can still remember that her father went to the other side to hand in invitations several times, and all had a closed door. About the other heads of households in Biyun Bay had also eaten closed doors.

Good communication is wealth.

Everyone wants to make friends with this mysterious rich man, after all, in Biyun Bay, a villa sold for nearly three to four billion yuan, and the mysterious rich man who has never been seen actually owns an entire lake on the other side. The private apron is visible, but I heard that there is a horse farm, and even a golf course—

The previous aerial photography drone was knocked down by infrared light before it flew over.

I don't know what's going on today, but passed the other side smoothly. What's even more incredible is that Song Lingling has seen the faces of the two parties through the binoculars handed over by her servant in time.

There were other guests, and saw it at the same time.

The aerial drone was connected to the mobile phone to broadcast live, and the live broadcast room quickly burst into countless people eating melons, and the barrage stuck the whole live broadcast room frame by frame.

"Lingling, Cheng Ritian, who you keep talking about, is the family your dad wants to make friends with ah ah ah ah..."

"So, such a man is actually rejected again?"

The second and third generations will also watch entertainment news.

Yu Jie's recent days have been very difficult.

She glanced away and regarded a sleeping lion as a cat. She was bitten back at a critical moment and was pushed out of the company’s power circle. The consequences of being excluded from the power circle also prevented her from contacting Cheng Hao at all. .

Even Song Lingling, who has a mere life experience, and even a domestic university only went in for a school selection fee, Song Lingling, who was repeatedly despised by her before, had to work hard to get an invitation letter from the other party.

She suppressed the contempt in her heart and flattered Song Lingling, but now, what did she see?

The host on the other side who even Song Lingling's father would have to cope with, is actually Cheng Hao!

Such a man would be rejected again and again by a actor, a woman she does not like—

Yu Jie felt sorry for herself, but this pitifulness turned into jealousy, which made her look hideous and messed up. The unmanned aerial camera came back with the video, and it happened to capture her.

[Trenching! This is Goddess Yu? Isn't it noble, calm and elegant? 】

[I only saw the hideous face burned by jealousy. 】

[No, no, no, I just want to eat candy. 】

[Knock on the blackboard, the live broadcast now is Biyun Bay! That mysterious Biyun Bay! 】

[Biyun Bay? Are you sure upstairs? 】

[Just now in the surprise, there is Song Lingling, I remember Song Lingling on Weibo, showing off the coming-of-age ceremony that her "daddy" specially held at Biyunwan Villa today! The photos are the same! 】

The eyes of netizens are discerning.

[So, Mr. Tang has rejected a Biyunwan man now? show! 】

In the live broadcast captured by the aerial drone, the melancholy on the man's face almost overflowed the screen, and his slightly raised eyebrows, like a thread, pulled the hearts of countless people eating melons.

The figure of the young woman disappeared from the aerial camera's field of vision.

I saw the man re-cover the ring box silently, his long legs stepped, and in the drooping breeze, he walked quickly behind the woman, trying to make her happy.

But women always seem too cold.

At this moment, the live broadcast room went dark, and the aerial drone was ruthlessly knocked down.

The live broadcast room exploded immediately.

[Hastily! Why is it fat? I can't see anything anymore? Is it stuck? 】

Soon, the protagonist of the live broadcast room came forward to explain:

[The aerial camera was knocked down, but the process is really super exciting. It looks more beautiful when viewed by a real person. 】

[It feels like, I also lost a relationship with me. 】

[...Giving up your dream of giving up love and giving up was shattered to hold back the sorrow...]

[The upstairs is poisonous, so I sang along. 】

Tang Mi didn't know that the refusal of this show once again caused a **** storm on the Internet. The public relations team invited by Cheng Hao once again fought endlessly and turned public opinion into a positive influence of "real Mary Tang".

She is now being pressed on the sofa in the water house by a man addicted to acting and asking for "performance fees."

"Hey Hey hey--"

Tang Mi panted and patted him: "Glass, glass!"

In the blue sky and white sun, she did not perform the hobby of living erotic.

Cheng Hao touched the remote control on the side of the coffee table, and the four glass walls quickly turned into opaque frosted walls. Only the top of his head could see the sunlight above his head.

Cheng Hao peeled her out like a bamboo shoot.

"Open the birthday present."

The bottom of his eyes was a deep, hot desire that had been brewing for a long time.

Tang Mi looked up, fascinated by sex, and was obediently opened as a gift by him.

Cheng Hao was not in a hurry, and stroked the corners of her eyebrows with his fingertips:

"reconcile?"

Questions are spoken, but the tone is determined.

"friends with benefits."

Tang Mi smiled and said, "I have to wait for me to go on a blind date."

Cheng Hao's eyes were red.

She rushed forward when she was hit with her head, and when she reached the corner of the sofa, she had a hand in the middle in time. Cheng Hao sank at some point. With this sinking, the joy in her eyes became more obvious.

"You miss me so much."

The affirmative sentence he used.

Not to be outdone, Tang Mi clung to her legs and feet. The vines were generally crooked, and the two of them were twisted together and packed together. There was only a negative distance, sweet, but burning hot fire again.

"The same to you."

She also laughed, her eyes were cat-like charming, and the water quickly dripped out. With a soft nasal sound, Cheng Hao's belt was crooked and hit the corner of the soft sofa.

"Knocked me."

"hard."

This was simply pouring saltpeter into the fire, and Cheng Hao exploded in one fell swoop.

As the bombed chamber, Tang Mi giggled triumphantly:

"I haven't seen him for many days, and Mr. Cheng looks old too."

Cheng Hao suddenly became red into cooked shrimps, and he thumped off the sofa, with a rare explosion, "Fuck!"

"You go on a blind date tomorrow."

He can't wait.