When she came to his wardrobe, she stroked a whole row of neatly hung shirts, inadvertently lifted them up and put them on the tip of her nose. She sniffed them, which also had the special flavor of Luo Juntian, which made her satisfied and painful.
"What are you doing?" The cold voice interrupted her reverie.
"Nothing!" Put down the sleeve, she is very calm answer, but the heart is guilty as if to do something bad.
Luo Juntian picked her eyebrows and walked in, pinching her lower jaw: "Tang Nuanyang, Tang Nuanyang, were you very happy with your sweetheart just now? It's a pity that he is with Ning Xiang. Is it sad? Do you want to cry? " Think of just in the restaurant, for a piece of fish, two people are interactive so long, Luo Juntian would like to crush her chin.
Tang Nuanyang wanted to tell him that she didn't have an siyao in her heart, but why did she tell him that she could make him angry and angry. She felt that she had the pleasure of revenge. At least when he cared about Jiang Jinli, she didn't look like a poor abandoned woman.
"Now my heartache is about to crack, Juntian, what should I do?" Tang Nuanyang covers her chest with a sad expression, tender and weak, heartbroken. In front of him, she is sad for another man, and this scene is her most incisive performance.
Luo Juntian's suddenly angry, pinched her neck, "what do you say? If you have the guts, say it again.
"Heartache, I feel that my heart is about to crack for him." looking at the fury under his eyes, Tang Nuanyang felt very happy. His throat was about to be cut off by him, and he was still not afraid to die.
"Good job!" Luo Juntian looked at her for a while, and suddenly let her go. For a moment, he was not angry. He drew back his anger and looked at her with a smile. He was completely different from the angry one just now.
Tang Warm Yang most afraid to see such Luo Jun day, unfathomable.
That night, Luo Juntian didn't come back except for his room.
For several days in a row, Luo Juntian didn't go home. Tang Nuanyang had nothing to do. In the morning, he could sit in the courtyard for several hours. After eating, sleeping and eating, he hadn't had a long time.
"Have they been on good terms lately?" Luo Yuanshan took the medicine and asked casually.
"The young master hasn't come back for many days, and the young granny has nothing to do at home every day, and hasn't hit the young master," the housekeeper replied truthfully.
"Ah, it's not good like this" Luo Yuanshan sighed anxiously, thought about it, and said, "you're busy, I'll call Nuanyang to come here"
"yes, sir, I'll go now.".
The housekeeper finds Tang Nuanyang in the garden and takes her to the room of luoyuanshan.
"Grandfather, are you looking for me?" Tang Nuanyang stood by the bed, extremely respectful.
Luo Yuanshan to her kind smile "warm yang, I see you at home so idle also boring, might as well go to the company to work, with your ability, will be able to help Juntian.".
"I'll listen to your arrangement." Tang Nuanyang calmly replied that the old man wanted to create opportunities for them. He had made up his mind. She refused or had to go.
"Well, I'll report on the company tomorrow. I'll arrange the position." Luo Yuanshan nodded happily.
The next day, Tang Wenyang went to the company, knowing that her grandfather would arrange for her to contact Luo Juntian every day, but he didn't expect that she would become his chief assistant.
Standing in front of his desk, the ferocious smile on Luo Juntian's face can tear her to pieces.