A contract, provoke a cold president

Tang's Villa

Tang Zong, who had been busy all day, was a little tired. He tore off his bow tie and suit, threw them on the sofa, and then went into the bathroom without looking back.

Wang Yiyi, who was following behind, sighed softly, walked over, carefully picked up the clothes he had taken off on the sofa, folded them neatly, opened the door, and put them beside the boat.

She knew that Tang Zong hated her very much, and even said...if it wasn't for the Tang family's insistence, they wouldn't get married at all.

If she hadn't gone to the hospital alone for an examination and met Tang Zong and the housekeeper...if Tang Zong hadn't dragged her out, if the pregnancy report hadn't been seen by the housekeeper...maybe all of this would never have happened.

Perhaps, one day in the future, she will meet a man who loves her and live happily with him.

Grandpa told her that if she married Tang Zong and gave birth to a great-grandson of the Tang family, then... the gambling debts owed by her father will be fully borne by the Tang family from now on, and her father will be supported every month Fei, and promised that her father would never come to disturb her, and she would also have [-]% of the shares of the Tang Corporation.

In fact, she is reluctant to lose this child, but she can't afford to rely on her own ability and a father who is in debt to gamble at any time... It's like she would go to a nightclub to sell wine to earn money and help her father repay his gambling Debt is the same.

She never knew how much money her gambler father would owe outside in the next second. Even if she worked three jobs at the same time, she still couldn't repay the huge gambling debt.

Faced with such tempting conditions, to be honest...she, Wang Yiyi, was moved.

It's not the Tutang family's money, but...it can make the little life in the stomach grow up healthily and get rid of the father.

Suddenly, two lines of clear tears fell slowly. In the empty room, only the sound of tears falling on the clothes was heard, and the fingertips slowly sank into the palms.

Click, the bathroom door lock turned slightly, Wang Yiyi hurriedly wiped away her tears, and then Tang Zong walked out with a cold face.

"I...I sleep in the guest room today." Wang Yiyi subconsciously turned around and walked out.

"Wait..." A cold voice came from behind, Wang Yiyi stopped and heard her footsteps getting closer and closer.

Tang Zong couldn't see any expression on his face, grabbed Chuan's suit with one hand, and opened the door with a 'touch', then raised his hand, threw the suit out, and raised her cheeks with his slender fingers , the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking manner.

"I don't fucking like it. People touch my things, especially a woman like you! Wang Yiyi, remember...don't think that you are pregnant with my child and climbed into the Tang family. You really think you are the Tang family. My young mistress! It’s just the wife on that piece of paper, and nothing else! Don’t be delusional, understand? Huh?”

Wang Yiyi bit her lip, nodded her head choked with sobs, "Yes, I know!"

"Get out!" He said the word mercilessly with his thin lips excitedly, then turned and left.

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