Chapter 1065 Warning, too much sweetness (10)
"Miss Jiang, where are you going?"
"Send me home."
Jiang Tang got into the car. Unexpectedly, Song Naichao followed closely behind and also got into the car. This was someone else's car. Jiang Tang ignored him and opened the chestnuts placed in the back seat of the car, gnawing on them.
I haven't eaten all night. I thought I could have a dinner last night, but I didn't expect that I didn't eat the meal and had to lose so much blood.
The secretary drove Jiang Tang back to the community where she lived.
"Ms. Jiang, we're here."
Jiang Tang opened the car door and looked at the high-end residential complex in front of him. He had already made plans in his mind. He ordered takeout, bathed, bandaged, and ate. The original owner had a dog at home before. Unfortunately, he was busy during this period and gave it to someone else to raise. .
Although the fire in the fireplace was warm, Jiang Tang was still frozen like a dog in the middle of the night. Now she couldn't feel the wound on her wrist and all she could think about was eating.
I got out of the car, wrapped my down jacket tightly, and was about to go upstairs when there was another sound of opening the door behind me, followed closely by the sound of footsteps.
Turning around, he saw it was Song Naichao.
"What?"
Jiang Tang looked at him. The man was still wearing the sweater that was torn by Jiang Tang. He had a pale and strong arm and was standing motionless in front of her. This scene looked really weird. He was such a domineering president, how could he be like this? Reduced to this miserable state?
Song Naichao looked upstairs and said dryly for a while.
"I'm hungry."
The voice was a little hoarse, but very soft and soft, just like his character.
Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows, not bothering to waste time with him, and said coldly.
"What does it have to do with me if you are hungry? I'm going back."
The man was like a follower, not paying attention to the unkindness in Jiang Tang's tone. His light chestnut head drooped, and he followed closely with his long legs.
In the corridor, the footsteps of two people intertwined.
Jiang Tang lowered her eyes. While waiting for the elevator, she looked at her bandaged arm. The wound hurt a little, but she couldn't feel any resentment. Emotions are really strange. They are an ecstasy that can turn bitter things into sweet ones. They can make people ignore the pain of being hurt. They can even tempt people to give up their lives without hesitation.
After traveling through so many worlds, she met many him. From the beginning to the end, her feelings for him were like a castle that was constantly being built, with strong walls that stood firm in the wind and rain.
How could she be willing to be angry with him like this?
Even though he was in his heart, he became a stranger again.
The elevator was silent. Jiang Tang looked at the number of floors in front of him and kept jumping, finally stopping on the twenty-first floor.
The elevator door opened in front of him, and a man walked in. He was wearing a peaked cap. The moment he saw Jiang Tang, the man's eyes glazed over for a second.
"Jiang Tang? Where are you going so early in the morning?"
The man had the face of a cartoon hero, with deep and delicate facial features. He was a hot commodity right now, and he was also Jiang Tang’s neighbor.
The two of them had worked together on a set of commercials and were considered half-acquaintances.
What's it called? Oh, Moji.
"It's okay."
He responded lightly as a greeting.
Mo Ji smiled and stepped aside. Jiang Tang walked past him, followed closely by Song Naichao, without even looking at Mo Ji.
Mo Ji's eyes stayed on Song Naichao for a long time. It was not until the two people had passed the corner that the man remembered who the person was just now.
The boss of the Song Group.
It was rumored that he and Jiang Tang were about to get engaged. I thought this was a press release written by Jiang Tang himself for the sake of publicity, but I didn't expect that the two of them were actually together.
(End of chapter)