Chapter 68

After talking for a long time, Tang Qingge was afraid.

"Are you there, Mr. Bo?"

Her voice trembled.

For a long time.

"Yes."

A man's voice has a reassuring power.

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's all right. I'll just ask. Just be there."

After a while, Tang Qingge went to sleep.

In the dark, the man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as black as obsidian. He heard the woman's gentle snoring in his ears and thought deeply.

Mingming is as afraid of him as others, but in this case, she only depends on him and can sleep.

Afraid of him and depending on him, don't you feel contradictory?

The next morning

Tang Qingge rolled out from under the bed. Her hair, which was as high as her waist, became a chicken nest. She hurried to the bathroom and twitched at the head of the chicken nest in the mirror.

On the bright side, I'm glad she didn't take the initiative to climb into President Bo's bed, did she? Otherwise, I will be misunderstood as plotting against him. I can't explain it clearly.

Today, I have to stay in the crew all day. Tang Qingge tidied up and dared not delay running to the crew.

The same morning

Tang Cheng failed to run away overnight and was captured by Ding Yan. He shook his little radish legs and stood in front of the man. Throughout the hotel conference room, more than 30 bodyguards followed Tang Cheng behind his buttocks. Bo Qichen looked at the originator and spoke calmly.

"Transfer money, steal mobile phones, haunt, huh?"

Every charge was pinned on Tang Cheng's small head, which made him afraid to look up. The man's face was dark, his body was full of low pressure, and his voice was cold. "Why?"

The tone doesn't seem very good.

Tang Cheng is about to cry. He knows that his cheap father seems to spoil him. But if he gets angry, it will be a disaster for everyone in the villa.

He whispered, "like her..."

Dingyan squatted down beside him and said anxiously, "young master, we all know that you like Miss Tang, but this man and woman... He can't sleep together no matter how much he likes them. Only couples and couples can spend the night in one room. Do you understand?"

Tang Cheng looked at Ding Yan in a secluded way, glanced scornfully, then turned his back, and wrote a sentence with an electronic pen on the tablet.

Dingyan stood up and looked. Then he saw that Tang Cheng had written.

[cooked rice with uncooked rice]

Dingyan, "..."

He thought he didn't understand. Who knows he knows everything.

Dingyan quickly covered the tablet and asked him in a low voice, "young master, who taught you this sentence?"

Tang Cheng looked at him and wrote on the tablet, "you."

Dingyan was confused. How could this be taught by him? Wait, the day before yesterday, the young master did come over and asked him how to make a man and a woman be together in good faith.

Then he told him that it was OK for them to cook cooked rice!

Bad bad!

Dingyan quickly erased the words written by Tang Cheng. He feared that his boss found that he had damaged Tang Cheng and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He turned to Bo Qichen and begged Tang Cheng with difficulty.

"Mr. Bo, the young master seems to really like Miss Tang."

The man looked down at the little radish leg. Tang Cheng looked at him with bright eyes. He looked clever, but no one saw the cunning in his eyes.