Touching, the president strongly teases his wife

051; Blindly expecting something "No..."

"No, I'll just deliver it." Zuo Luoxian was about to refuse, but a wanton male voice suddenly cut off her voice.

Zuo Luoxian looked at Tang Mofeng who was speaking in surprise, blinked his eyes a few times, a little at a loss.

And Tang Mofeng's words also surprised the others present, they all looked at him one after another, receiving strange gazes, Tang Mofeng spread his hands: "Why are you all looking at me like this?" Xian pulled to her side: "Cousin Luoxian, I don't think you will refuse me to send you off!"

Zuo Luoxian looked at him in a bewildered manner, which amused Tang Mofeng, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch her plain face: "What do you mean by your extremely surprised expression?"

Hearing this, Zuo Luoxian quickly shook his head: "No...it's not interesting."

"That means I agree to see you off!" Tang Mofeng raised his eyebrows, grabbed her wrist and walked towards the door of the villa, raised his other hand and waved to the people behind him: "Let's go, I Send her back."

Being pulled away by him so forcefully, Zuo Luoxian was also very surprised in his heart, but before he left, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the figure sitting on the sofa with his back to her.

That's right, his fiancée Tang Molin is still here!

What is she still hoping for in her heart!

It couldn't be more stupid.

After leaving the Tang family's villa, Tang Mofeng didn't intend to let go. He didn't let go of her hand until he walked in front of the super stylish Ferrari. He opened the car door very gentlemanly and said with a smile: "Beautiful Miss Zuo, please get in the car."

Zuo Luoxian laughed when he heard it: "Cousin, you should call me Luoxian! It sounds weird."

"Really? I think it's pretty good." Tang Mofeng raised his eyebrows and joked deliberately.

The corner of Zuo Luoxian's mouth held a slight smile, and he looked at her quietly. Tang Mofeng had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll call your name from now on, get in the car! Luoxian."

Seeing that Tang Mofeng could bite the last two words so hard, Zuo Luoxian chuckled a few times, and stopped arguing with him about this issue, bent over and sat in the co-pilot seat.

The vehicle disappeared into the thick night. Shen Siyang, who had just come out of the villa, looked at the direction of the vehicle's departure, his eyes gradually narrowed, and his hands in his trouser pockets were constantly clenched, but the bottom of his eyes was still calm.

"Siyang, what are you looking at?" Tang Molin followed Shen Siyang's gaze, but found that there was nothing there, and asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Shen Siyang withdrew his gaze, and glanced at her indifferently: "I'll go back first."

As soon as her slender legs took a step, Tang Molin suddenly grabbed him, and turned her eyes slightly: "What's the matter?"

Tang Molin was startled, and slowly let go of the hand holding his arm. She put her hands behind her back and shook her head with a smile: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, I just want to remind you to drive carefully, good night."

"En." He said indifferently, then turned and left.

Looking at the black Bentley that was fading away, Tang Molin sighed leisurely, and tried to tell herself in her heart, "It's okay, Tang Molin, Shen Siyang is yours after all, and no one can take it away. It was the same with Fan Yixuan eight years ago. Now Zuo Luoxian will of course be the same'.