Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

When Tang Jingyun opened the door of the villa, she saw a man in a nightgown and raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong? Come, let me see where we are sad?"

Qian Ge glanced at the late woman, frowning dissatisfied, "I called you to drink last night, you are not coming, now the drink is finished, it's nothing to do with you."

Tang Jingyun took a seat on the sofa and smiled with a good temper, "Is this angry? I was in a bad mood. I was in a bad mood yesterday."

Qian Ge turned his head to look at Tang Jingyun, and his eyes flashed with surprise. People like Tang Jingyun seemed unfathomable even among friends, and it was rare to hear her say that she was in a bad mood. At first, I didn't feel that much, but after taking a close look at Tang Jingyun, she found that her face today was a little paler than usual, especially on her lips.

He couldn't help passing a bit of worry, "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Jingyun waved her hand indifferently, "Family trivia. You have to know that there are some things, the more rare they are, the more rare they are, and the more you get it, you will feel bored."

Qian Ge's eyes rolled, and he glanced at Tang Jingyun deeply, "Is there a problem between you and him?"

"Well," Tang Jingyun slumped on the sofa with one hand, "I also have a part of the responsibility. It may be that I have been too independent and strong. Although it can reassure men, but it is somewhat less pity."

With that said, Tang Jingyun suddenly felt a little itchy on the tips of her fingers, she wanted to pick up a cigarette, and didn't think about the things that made her feel irritable.

Qian Ge heard the words, a bit of cold flashes in his eyes, and said, "If you are bullied, remember to tell me."

"Why, are you going to vent your anger for me?"

"I won't vent my anger, but I can kill."

Qian Ge said coldly, speaking like a bow full of strings, even if she was sitting aside, Tang Jingyun could feel the biting chill on her skin. This is the one who frightened the international underworld, and his marksmanship was so vivid that he could not assassinate without him.

Tang Jingyun smiled, "Okay, I can also solve your king for you."

Qian Ge's expression was stagnant, then he curled his lips, really protecting his shortcomings, "Okay, take care of your own affairs."

Tang Jingyun picked up the firearms books on the table, there were obvious traces of flipping on them, which made her smile.

Qian Ge suddenly said, "He came to me yesterday, begging me to go back with him, and apologized to me. Jingyun, do you know? I've never seen him like that before, obviously still that cold one. Face, but the eyes are full of pleading."

At that time, his king was like an ordinary man walking down the altar and contaminated with love, hatred and suffering. When he saw him for the first time, he felt that he was thin. Those eyes that had always been energetic were unconcealable fatigue. The appearance of him made him feel particularly distressed.

In fact, he didn’t want to open his hand at all. Every cell in his body was clamoring for the breath of that person, wanting to return to that warm and familiar embrace, wanting to exchange breath with him, wanting to exchange each other’s breath. Deeply integrated into the bone marrow, never separated.

He obviously hates him, but he loves him uncontrollably.

His king! He has followed him since he was a teenager, once fell on his knees, vowed to guard his glory with blood, but didn't want him to bend for him one day.

Qian Ge narrated the complicated emotions softly, his eyes reddened quietly, "But I listen to you, I drove him away, I told him I don't want him anymore."

Tang Jingyun stretched out her hand, wrapped Qian Ge in her arms, and chuckled, "Qian Ge, don't cry. I have always believed that when a person is young, nothing can break him, because nothing can be done. "She touched his hair. The short hair she managed looked like standing roots, very hard, but in fact it felt very soft to the touch.

The child in his arms is similar to the hair, and looks like a hedgehog. In fact, the hedgehog also has soft spots.

Tang Jingyun's embrace is warm and at ease, which is probably one of the reasons why he likes her. In front of her, he was no longer the emperor's invincible shallow Ge, but a child who was still very emotional.

"He is so bad, we will always run into good ones. Okay, well, don't cry, I don't want you to cry the most." Tang Jingyun comforted him, "Don't make yourself so sad because he admits his mistakes well. Attitude, it’s a big deal to turn around and forgive him. Be good, don’t cry, we are what Qian Ge said."

Qian Ge silently lay on Tang Jingyun's shoulders, and raised his head after a while, except for the red eyes, there was almost nothing unusual.

Tang Jingyun couldn't help but touched his face, her brows and her eyes were a little conniving, "It's just that you have to remember to protect yourself and don't get hurt so deeply by him."

The sunlight came in through the window, scattered little by little, looking like fine pieces of gold, all the way from Tang Jingyun's feet to Qian Ge's feet.

Qian Ge looked down at the sunlight. In fact, before he met Tang Jingyun, he had always known that the sunlight could not stay in the corner of his clothes. Later, he met her.

Many years later, Tang Jingyun stayed steadily in Kyoto to live her life, but she still became the emperor's biggest enemy of Dikong. Dikong’s high-level officials saw their always quiet Wang yelling at the woman on the other side of the phone, and then Wang’s phone was smashed by His Highness Qian Ge, and then they saw their Wang Pidian. Go to please His Highness Qian Ge with a cold face.

Di Kong's high-level officials have more than once received hints from their emperor and signaled that they should solve Tang Jingyun. However, under the pressure of His Royal Highness Qian Ge, Tang Jingyun became the most special and longest-lasting person in the special archive of Emperor Kong.

The emperor always wondered why the baby he held in his palm would have such a great affection for the woman who met by the water? Later Qian Ge told him, "It was her who gave me the light in my life. I looked at the light that stretched from her feet all the way, and I really realized what it is to be born."

Qian Ge, who was declining in his youth, had a poor family, and the boy was rescued, but he indulged in darkness and killing. But he was born wise and never forgot his mother who died prematurely, and that was the only one who drew warmth from his childhood. When his mother was dying, he cried very sadly, and his mother comforted him.

She said, "My child, don't cry, the lost will return to you, don't be afraid of the long time."

Later, he heard someone say to him, "My child, don't cry, my heart melts when you cry."

At that time, he suddenly understood the words that he remembered deeply, Mom, I have waited for this long time, and I finally got what I wanted again.

Tang Jingyun stroked Qian Ge's head and chuckled, "Look at you, you laughed as soon as I let go, you like him so much!"

Qian Ge smiled, "No, I like Jingyun too!"

The two looked at each other with a smile in their eyebrows.

At this moment, the door was opened from the outside, and a man full of momentum pushed the door in. With his cold and icy face, after seeing the couple sitting on the sofa embracing each other, he slowly He opened his eyes wide, anger and pain intertwined on his face, and finally turned into a violent drink, "Tang Jingyun, I want you to die!"

The emperor thought about many scenes after he pushed the door, and also thought about Qian Ge's emotions after he found a master to break the door lock, and even thought of countless excuses for this, but he never thought it would be such a scene!

He didn't believe what Qian Ge said to him yesterday. He and Qian Ge have been so noisy and noisy for almost ten years. During these ten years, they have been with each other day and night, lying on the same bed. How can such a relationship be said to be no or no? Even if the people who were angry at that time just wanted to kill, but after calming down, the emperor guessed that they were all angry.

Qian Ge's little moves can't be concealed from him. He obviously still has love for him. As long as he lowers his body and coaxes him, put his dignity and face under Qian Ge's feet, and let him step on it, he will definitely be able to exchange it. He turned his head. Yes, the emperor after reflecting on it, in order to trick Qian Ge back into it, had already prepared for a stalker.

But he didn't expect that after opening the door, he would see such a scene of tenderness!

Such a scene made him wish he could dig his eyes and chop off Tang Jingyun's hands. No, one pair of hands is enough, he should chop off this woman inch by inch! She actually dared to touch his shallow Ge so close, sin! Should! ten thousand! die!

Without thinking about it, he was driven by anger to his body, and subconsciously took out a gun from his back and pointed it at Tang Jingyun with a grim expression, "Looking for death!"

Just as Tang Jingyun was about to react, Qian Ge suddenly hid Tang Jingyun behind her, and also slowly stretched her back, "Don't move her!"

The emperor had never thought in his life that one day his shallow Ge would draw his gun at him.

The dark hole could kill him at any time, but it couldn't resist the cold in his heart. The chill rose from his feet, inch by inch, he seemed to hear the feeling of blood freezing in his veins, and he felt himself The hand holding the gun was trembling, his eyes were splitting, "Qian Ge, you actually drew your gun at me!"

"How can you draw a gun at me! Just for a woman, don't we have the friendship for many years?"

Qian Ge looked at the man on the opposite side with a calm and indifferent expression, but he saw that the man on the other side felt cold for a while.

"Wang, don't hurt her, you know, I care about her." Qian Ge said indifferently, and then walked towards the emperor step by step. "For the sake of my life and death for Di Kong for so many years, I have kept the knife and the gun for you. Don't hurt her."

"For so many years, in fact, I haven't told you that I'm a little tired. You are standing too high and too dazzling. Even if I stand on tiptoe and look up at you, I can't reach it. The feelings between us, It's not so much love, as it is the weak surrendering to the strong. In fact, was it not good to be a subordinate and a boss? Love has a guarantee period, and I have gradually become cold."