In the VVIP room of the department store, I sit on the sofa and carefully select the tie style sent by the manager. It's Tang Tianqi's birthday soon. I want to prepare well and give him some surprises.

Seeing my hesitation, the shopping guide suggested with a smile, "Miss Jiang, if you are not satisfied with all these ties, there is another one, which is the work of an Italian designer. This one has been treasured in our design gallery. Miss Jiang might as well have a look at that one."

I got interested in it in an instant. "Please send it to me. I want to see it."

The shopping guide agreed and left in a hurry. A moment later, she appeared in embarrassment, followed by the manager.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang. That tie has just been reserved. Would you like to have a look at the others?"

I thought about it, raised my eyes and said with a smile, "can I communicate with that guest? I really need this tie. I can increase the price. I don't know if he can give it to me."

The manager nodded readily and asked me to move to another VVIP room and bypass the quiet corridor. A slim figure of a woman came into my eyes.

"Dad, don't worry, I will take care of myself, well, you and mom should pay attention to the body..." the woman's voice is sweet, with a gentle and elegant.

The voice sounds familiar

"Miss Zhao, there is a Miss Jiang here..." the manager went over and explained in a low voice.

Zhao Shuyu turns his head and smiles on Qingli's face, "Miss Jiang, long time no see."

I said with a smile, "I didn't expect Miss Zhao to be here. Are you coming to buy a tie?"

"Yes, Mr. Tang's birthday is coming. As a subordinate, I want to give him a gift. Did Miss Jiang buy it for Mr. Tang? Let Miss Jiang have this tie. " Without waiting for me to speak, Zhao Shuyu kindly asked people to wrap up their neckties.

She is so easy to talk, but I am embarrassed, insisted on inviting her to a cup of coffee.

Zhao Shuyu shook his head, "I'll go back to the company in a moment. Next time I have a chance, I'll get together."

"Well, you're busy. See you next time." I watched her leave and took a look at the tie she chose. I have to say that she has a good eye. This tie matches Tang Tianqi's cold temperament.

When I got home in the evening, I specially mentioned it to Tang Tianqi. While he was staring at the computer conference on his laptop, he casually said, "Shuyu is really capable. He is the most talented of all my previous secretaries."

I grabbed the pillow and rubbed it over. I said with a smile, "why don't we invite her home on your birthday?"

He put away his notebook and finally looked up from his work. He came over and touched my head. "I have other plans on my birthday."

My shoulders collapsed and I was disappointed. "But I wanted to surprise you."

He hugged me to his knee with a smile, and bowed his head to kiss my face. "What's the surprise? Tell me now, will you? "

I looked at him with bright eyes and mysteriously turned his face to the other side. "You close your eyes first."

When he closed his eyes, I rushed into the room and took out the sexy silk nightgown I had already bought. In order to charm all living beings and show the charm of women, I specially asked Jerry's advice and asked him to help me choose it.

After changing clothes, I approached him and breathed in his ear, "I can open my eyes."

He opened his eyes, deep eyes reflected my charm.

"Mo ran..." his voice was hoarse and his eyes were burning.

I raised my hand to lift the fluffy curly hair, deliberately revealing the delicate clavicle and thin arm lines, and breathed a breath on his face.

"Do you still like the surprise?" I blinked and whispered.

He stretched out his long arm, took me into his arms and said with a low smile, "I think it's better to have this surprise every day."

I followed him to the bed and circled his neck with a smile. Just as I was about to unbutton his shirt, the bedroom door opened.

He immediately grabbed the quilt, wrapped me tightly, and swept his sharp eyes to the door.

Xiaorou is standing there in her pajamas with her baby in her arms, sleepy eyed. "Dad, mom, xiaorou wants to sleep with you tonight."

Tang Tianqi sighed, went over and leaned over and said, "will aunt Wu accompany you tonight?"

Xiaorou's pink cheek flashed a trace of unhappiness, and she puffed up angrily, "no! Dad, you've been dominating mom for many days! Dad, you only love mom, not xiaorou at all

The little guy was really wronged, and then he began to cry.

Tang Tianqi and I look at each other and try our best to coax xiaorou to sleep. Tang Tianqi and I have a tacit understanding and approach each other. Just as we want to pass xiaorou, who is sleeping between us, xiaorou suddenly sobs in her dream, which makes us separate immediately.

I stare at the ceiling with my eyes and nose, and suddenly hear Tang Tianqi say very seriously: "when xiaorou is a little older, I must send her to boarding school."

I don't know how to be a father like this?

"Shh, don't make any noise. Be careful to wake up the child."

"According to this schedule, when can we add a younger brother and sister to xiaorou?"

"Hello, Tang Tianqi, do you think I'm a sow? I don't want to have so many... "

Moonlight into the window, shed a gentle halo, I pillow on his arm, with his four eyes, between us, lying sleeping children, everything is calm like a dream.

I fell asleep with a smile, and I hope this dream will continue.

After a few days, Lu Qingming helped me find the way to the blue bar. The daily operation of the bar was in the charge of the professional manager. I was the boss behind the scenes.

On the day of reopening, I specially invited all the people of the theater to have a night of carnival. During that time, sister Hua was depressed. I saw it in my eyes, but I didn't say anything.

She has a good relationship with Fang Chen. It's normal for her to feel uncomfortable.

There was too much noise in the bar. I went to the alley at the back door, sat on my chair and watched the night in a daze. Under the blue sky, there were stars everywhere, which made the whole alley silent.

Someone sat down in front of me and handed me a bottle of soda. "Drink it?"

Along the line of sight up, I saw Xiaobai smiling face, no, now it's time to call him Bai Haonan.

He stared at my expression and couldn't help laughing. "Should I congratulate you, your memory is restored?"

I said coldly, "you finally show up."

He said with a smile, "why can't I come when you've bought my bar and hired so many reporters to promote your movie?"

He and I, after all, still have no way to be good, I waved the bottle off the table, after a crisp sound, already ambush in the vicinity of the police have appeared with guns.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Bai Haonan." I stood up slowly, staring at him coldly.

Those innocent people who died, those painful memories, at the moment of his arrest, I want him to repay them all.

Bai Haonan calmly raised his hands and let the police put handcuffs on him. He didn't look surprised at all, as if he had expected such an accident.

"Jiang Mo ran, do you think that I will disappear in your life?" His face showed an evil smile, like Satan in hell, emitting dark smoke.

The police took Bai Haonan away in front of me. The sound of the police siren pierced the night and became more and more distant.

But I didn't feel at ease. Why did he know that the trap would still appear? Why was he caught so easily?

It seems that something is wrong, but I can't think of a reasonable answer.

When I went back to the blues bar, everyone was drunk and had already left in twos and threes. I went into the bathroom to make up and was about to push the door out when I found that the door had been locked from outside.

It can't be true?

I frowned and pushed twice. I was locked.

Tonight, I closed my business and asked my colleagues to celebrate. Now all the staff in the bar are off duty. It seems that I have to ask someone else for help.

I took out my mobile phone from my bag and pressed several numbers. Before I could call Ma chuanxiong, the screen of my mobile phone went dark.

"Tick tick"

I don't know where the tap isn't turned off. The sound of the water is hitting the sink. The bathroom is so dead that the exhaust fan is whistling, stirring up the darkness outside.

Who locked me here on purpose? What does this man want to do?

I'm not afraid of ghosts, but I'm afraid of people who are more terrible than ghosts.

Since there is no way to escape, let's take it as it is. I'd like to see what tricks the other party wants to play.

I found a place to sit down. Holding my chin, I began to count the sheep. When I reached the 199th sheep, a smell of smoke came through the crack of the door.

I was stunned for a moment. I slowly got up and went to the door. Through the barrier of a door, I heard the sound of "crackling" burning. The heat wave rushed in from the crack of the door under my feet, and the upper of the high-heeled shoes was stained with a layer of fine dust.

I finally understood why the man had locked me up here.

He wanted to set me on fire.

Step by step to step back, I slowly stick to the wall, palms exude a thin layer of sweat.

I can't die here without knowing it.

Think of here, I can no longer afford to panic, turned to see the direction of the window constantly rotating fan.

I took off my high-heeled shoes and tried my best to stand on tiptoe. I knocked on the fan with my heel and tried to tear off the fan with my hand. The solid fan blade was like a monster, which made my hand bloody, but I didn't feel pain. I just tried my best to pull.

"Jiang Mo ran, you can't admit defeat, you have to get out of here alive!" I muttered to myself, wiped the sweat on my face and broke the exhaust fan.

With a loud noise, the exhaust fan gradually stopped rotating and was pulled down by me.

I took a deep breath, curled up and climbed up the window, staring down at the distance of two or three stories, legs and feet weak.

Jump or not?

Just as I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and prepared to jump down, the door of the bathroom was kicked open. I turned back and fell into a warm embrace.

He hugged me hard, shortness of breath, his hands shaking.

"Jiang Mo ran, I made hundreds of phone calls. Why don't you answer them?" He yelled at me.