Chapter 272 (1/2)

Why on earth should she hold her hand and step into the troubled marriage world?

Zhong Yuqing spits out a smoke ring and sees his enigmatic eyes from the transparent glass.

”Dong Dong”.

The polite knock on the door sounded. Zhong Yuqing gathered his mind and turned around. He saw that the door had been pushed open and stood with someone he didn't expect... Tang Xiaoai.

”Sorry to disturb your work.” Tang Xiaoai's breath is still unstable. On his pale face without powder, there is a faint flush due to running.

Zhong Yuqing didn't speak. Sometimes he liked Tang Xiaoai's attitude... Always gentle and polite attitude, and sometimes he hated her always gentle and elegant appearance.

Being too polite to your husband is estrangement.

”May I come in?” Tang Xiaoai doesn't like such a huge space. Like the narrow and dark closed space, she has the feeling of being oppressed.

Zhong Yuqing was still silent and confronted her quietly.

Outside the office, once in a while, one or two senior executives passed by. Everyone walked quickly, put away their strong curiosity and didn't dare to stay more.

Tang Xiaoai really wants to leave. She can't stand such a oppressive sight.

”Then I'll come in.” Tang Xiaoai lifted her feet and took two steps to the room. The door closed silently behind her.

Zhong Yuqing never spoke or moved. He stood by the French window, and the smoke between his fingers was shrouded in fog.

Tang Xiaoai felt that his legs were filled with lead, and each step was extremely heavy.

The man in front of her is not her husband at all. The real husband will not be like this, but what is he if he is not his own husband?

Tang Xiaoai couldn't locate the relationship between them. Her mental opposition and physical fit made her very painful.

”Today... It's my fault.” Tang Xiaoai finally walked up to the stone carved man and lowered her head. She had used up all her strength and had no strength to look at him again.

Some timidly stretched out their hands, and their cold fingers slowly grasped Zhong Yuqing's hand: ”don't be angry... I just want to talk to you... Talk to you...”

They can't communicate with each other.

Because Zhong Yuqing is never willing to waste time on communication and mutual understanding. His time is not only used to make money, but also used to enjoy.

How wasteful it is for Zhong Yuqing to spend time understanding a woman's mind. Tang Xiaoai is forcing herself to play another role, but without a good director and a good hero, she is a little slow to enter the role state.

But she was a little relieved because Zhong Yuqing didn't shake her hand.

But his silence was terrible. It was like walking in the crater. I didn't know when the flame would come out and devour her.

”You don't like listening. I won't say it in the future.” Tang xiaohobby hopes to have a script in front of her at the moment. She can recite the dialogue written by others without racking her brains to think about what to say next.

Zhong Yuqing looked at her pale face.

Her body did not recover well, her fingers were cold like a piece of ice, and her purplish lips lost their blood color, with a faint pink.

”You are usually so busy at work. I didn't take care of your mood. I'm sorry.” Tang Xiaoai seemed to have finally brewed up her mood, raised her head and looked into Zhong Yuqing's eyes, ”can you forgive me this time?”

Zhong Yuqing was still silent.

His silence is not like that of Tang Xiaoai. His silence is more terrible than murder.