Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

On the other side of the phone, Tang Nuan couldn't help but laugh, "Well, please write down everything I owe you. Next time I have a chance, I will return it to you."

"No problem." Qi Ye smiled heartily, then hung up the phone.

Tang Nuan painting is also in a good mood at this time.

In fact, all of this was arranged by her.

It is estimated that this news will reach Song Yijun's ears soon, right?

If nothing else, this woman must be going crazy again.

Hmph, then wait for a good show.

Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painted a smile to himself, and then went home with his bag.

When he got home, Li Jingyi was there.

Seeing her coming back with a tired face, Li Jingyi felt a little soft.

This girl has been busy with the company mess recently, and she seems to have lost a lot of weight.

"Jing Yi, I'm back." At this time, Tang Nuan painting also took the initiative to greet Li Jingyi.

Seeing that Li Jingyi was still working on the sofa, he walked over and sat down beside the sofa.

Looking at her haggard appearance, Li Jingyi couldn't bear it, so he turned around and said to the housekeeper, "Sister Li, go and cook some nutritious soup for the young lady."

"Yes." Sister Li nodded slightly and did so.

Seeing this in Tang Nuan's painting, his heart felt warm.

Then he leaned his head on his shoulder, his tone was a little melancholy, "Jing Yi, I'm really tired these days."

"You know, I'm really afraid that the company will be destroyed like this. That's my dad's hard work. If I just fall down like this, my dad will be sad."

After hearing this, Li Jingyi couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, softly comforting, "No."

With him in one day, he would not stand by and watch the Tang Group fall.

Otherwise, this girl will be sad, and his heart will be even more sad.

Tang Nuan painting was really tired recently, so he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hug Li Jingyi.

Then, she just said softly, "Jing Yi, I really don't like this kind of intrigue life."

Upon hearing this, Li Jingyi's heart moved.

"I really don't like the intrigue in the mall. Sometimes, I really want to run away, be with you, and live a life of only the two of us."

"You said, if we could get married in a dull way, have a small baby, and live a stable life like all ordinary couples, how good would it be?"

"Unfortunately, I can only think about all this."

As Tang Nuanhua spoke, his tone was aggrieved, "Dad is old and the company can't lose me, so I must be strong and help Dad share all this."

"But, I'm really tired, Jing Yi, can you understand me?" Tang Nuanhua said, raising his head, with big amber eyes, looking at Li Jingyi brightly, looking pitiful.

Seeing her pitiful look, Li Jingyi felt distressed for a while, stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, and then gently soothed.

"If I can, I would also like to live such a life. But you can rest assured, I will make you as happy as other women, no worse than any other woman."

Li Jingyi didn't have many wishes in his life, and it was not easy to meet such a beloved woman.

If the reality were to be more dramatic and let him put down the entire Li group and paint an ordinary life with Tang Nuan, Li Jingyi would not be impossible.

Just like that, you can't give her a generous life.

What Li Jingyi wanted was that Tang Nuan's paintings could lead a happy life, only second.

If she wanted the stars in the sky, Li Jingyi could also try to launch a satellite for her. If she wanted the moon in the water, Li Jingyi would buy her the entire ocean.

In this world, as long as Tang Nuan wants to paint, Li Jingyi will try to dedicate it to her instead.

But all he wants is her love, which is enough.

...

The next day, Anzhai.

After Song Yijun woke up, he was about to go downstairs to have breakfast. Unexpectedly, when he went there, he saw Aunt Anruo sitting at the dining table with a green complexion.

"Auntie, what's the matter with you?" Song Yijun couldn't help asking.

Xin said early in the morning, what happened, how could Auntie's face be as black as coal.

With that said, Song Yijun was about to pick up his chopsticks for breakfast, but An Ruoqing suddenly threw a newspaper in front of Song Yijun, scared that Song Yijun's chopsticks could not be held firmly and all fell to the ground.

After An Ruoqing shook the newspaper, he roared, "Take a good look at yourself!"

"Wh, what..."

Song Yijun was so frightened that he immediately picked up the newspaper tremblingly, and then began to check it.

As a result, his eyes widened uncontrollably, "This, what's going on!"

In the newspapers, several clubs in a row were arrested for no reason, either drug trafficking or fighting for no reason. All in all, the situation is full.

An Ruoqing saw this report early in the morning and was also annoyed, "You still ask me what's wrong? I haven't asked you yet, Yijun, I have handed over those important clubs to you. You are so responsible. Is it?"

"I remember that when I handed over the clubhouse to you, I told you that these clubhouses must be strictly guarded. Why don't you listen!"

In fact, these clubs are all clubs with excellent geographical locations in the city center, and people who usually enter and exit are also rich and other people, and the net income per night can reach tens of millions.

At first, An Ruoqing made up his mind to hand over the two clubs to Song Yijun to take care of him. How did he know that such a thing would happen? It can be said that the loss was quite heavy.

Suddenly, An Ruoqing's whole person was not well, he was out of breath, and his face was even more ugly.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I, I just didn't go to the clubhouse for a day, no one knew something like this happened. And the manager didn't report it, I..."

Song Yijun immediately apologized incoherently, too scared to say anything.

"The manager has been caught in the bureau, how can you tell him to report to you!" An Ruoqing was even more angry.

Song Yijun had no choice but to appease first, "Auntie, you should calm down first, don't get angry."

After hearing this, An Ruoqing finally took a deep breath and barely managed to calm herself down.

Then he asked sternly, "I remember before, these prohibited items were secretly traded in secret, why were they found out yesterday and were arrested?"

"I, I don't know, Auntie."

"You!" An Ruoqing's face was distorted with anger.

Song Yijun gritted his teeth, also a little helpless.

She was just a little tired yesterday, so she didn't go to the clubhouse to watch. How did she know that such a big thing happened!

In the end, Song Yijun had no choice but to look at An Ruoqing, "Auntie, I know I was wrong."

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PS: Song Yijun’s name for An Ruoqing has been wrong all the time. From here on, I will revise it. The front will also be trimmed without affecting reading. Thank you for your support.