Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

So next, she cleared her throat and explained, "Rongge, I have something to tell you, you come to a place with me."

After speaking, Tang Nuan painting took the lead and then Ji Rongge followed.

Then Tang Nuan took Ji Rongge to the rooftop and saw a clear blue sky facing him. The warm sun shone on the two of them, and then a breeze blew over.

"Rongge, come here!"

Tang Nuanhua took the lead to walk to the edge of the rooftop at this time, looked back at Ji Rongge with a smile, and beckoned to him.

Ji Rongge walked over.

Then Tang Nuanhua pointed to the downstairs with a smile, "Look at Rongge, looking down from here, it's really beautiful!"

Ji Rongge looked down, and then he saw his garden, which was filled with beautiful flowers and flowers, and couldn't help but smile, "It's really beautiful."

In fact, he is usually very elegant, and he likes to grow flowers and plants by himself when he is fine, but Ji Rongge only regards these as his interests and has never deliberately felt the beauty of the garden.

Now standing on the rooftop, looking down, the picture is really beautiful.

Spring is here, everything is revived, and the garden is truly full of flowers. The blossoming flowers are very beautiful, which is really pleasing to the eye.

But it was the smiling face painted by Tang Nuan that made Ji Rongge even more pleasing.

Seeing her smile so happily and brilliantly, Ji Rongge felt that no beautiful flowers could compare to her smile. It made people feel warm when she saw it, and repeatedly made people forget all the unhappy things.

"Ronge, do you know? My name is actually not Huahua."

At this moment, Tang Nuanhua raised the matter while smiling cheerfully.

Ji Rongge's face was stunned.

Tang Nuan's painting continued to smile, "My real name is actually Tang Nuan's painting, Warm Nuan, a scroll painting."

"The name Tang Huahua was the one I took to amuse you at the beginning. The real flowers are the ones downstairs, not me."

Talking about this with a smile, Tang Nuanhua deliberately pretended to be insignificant.

Ji Rongge's expression was obviously hurt, but he still smiled as hard as he could, "Your real name is just like yourself, like a warm picture."

"Hahaha, you can really boast." Tang Nuan painted laughed loudly, the spring breeze was blowing, her pure plain face was brilliant.

Seeing that she was so happy, Ji Rongge forgave Tang Nuan painting for deceiving herself. As a result, just accepting this fact, Tang Nuan painting said mischievously, “Actually, the one you saw on TV today is called Li Jingyi. Man, he is my husband."

Ji Rongge was silent for a moment.

Tang Nuanhua felt that it was time for her to be honest with Ji Rongge. So next, she told Ji Rongge all the things that happened after she came abroad.

This also included the cancellation of the wedding with Li Jingyi in order to save her father.

"Sorry, I have never told you the truth, I'm really sorry."

After Tang Nuan painted the story, he smiled and apologized to Ji Rongge.

Ji Rongge was silent.

He fixedly looked at Tang Nuan's paintings, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see through her.

He has always believed that Tang Nuan's painting is a very simple and innocent girl who was accidentally injured and stayed in his home to recover.

Unexpectedly, these are not real Tang Nuan paintings.

The real Tang Nuan paintings are actually very bold and lively. In order to save her father, she can fight with such a powerful organization at all costs.

Even though she smiles like a flower on the surface, like the most pure and fragile bone in the spring, she has an extremely tough soul.

And most importantly, she has someone she loves.

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" Ji Rongge suddenly didn't understand.

In fact, if Tang Nuanhua told him these things earlier, Ji Rongge would not be unacceptable.

But these days, he has slowly become accustomed to the existence of Tang Nuan's paintings, but when she was about to leave, she cruelly tore apart all the truth.

Suddenly, Ji Rongge turned his head away, not willing to look at Tang Nuan's paintings anymore, but cast his sights on the flowers downstairs.

He remembered that Tang Nuanhua told him that her name was Tang Huahua, and he actually believed it to be true. He didn't expect everything to be fake.

"Oh, don't you want to be like this."

Tang Nuanhua finally knew that she was wrong, so she had to apologize to Ji Rongge, "I didn’t mean to hide from you. At the beginning, I just wanted to make a joke with you, but then you called Now, I am too lazy to explain."

"So why don't you hide it to the end?" Ji Rongge asked again, his tone full of grievances.

Tang Nuan's painting is also very aggrieved, "I am leaving now, if I keep hiding from you, then I have no conscience!"

"Heh." Ji Rongge suddenly smiled weakly, not knowing what to say.

"Hey, don't..."

"Stop talking."

Tang Nuanhua had planned to coax Ji Rongge, but he was interrupted.

After that, Ji Rongge took a deep breath, seemed to comfort her, and seemed to comfort herself, smiled palely, and said, "It's okay, at least you are willing to tell me, in fact, I am very grateful for these few days. , You can stay by my side."

Hearing this, Tang Nuan's painting was also relieved.

Then she looked at Ji Rongge gratefully and smiled, "If it weren't for you to take me in, I don't know what happened now, so I will definitely not forget your kindness to me."

"When I go back, I will definitely contact you again, okay? If we have fate in the future, we will definitely see you again."

"En." Ji Rongge replied lightly.

Now, what can he change?

Now that she decided to leave, Ji Rongge could only send it off with a smile, "There is no taxi nearby here, where are you going? I'll see you off."

Tang Nuanhua smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Then, the two went downstairs, Tang Nuanhua sat on Ji Rongge's Ferrari, and then escorted him all the way to Meiye's stronghold.

Along the way, Ji Rongge had tried to drive the car as slowly as possible, but he still felt that he had arrived soon.

After the car stopped in front of the small pub, Tang Nuanhua was about to get out of the car. Before leaving, she waved to Ji Rongge, "Then I'll leave first."

Ji Rongge said, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Tang Nuanhua looked back at him with a smile.

Not thinking about the next second, Ji Rongge suddenly pulled Tang Nuan's painted body into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Uh... Rongge..." Tang Nuan painting felt a little uncomfortable, trying to break the man away.