Chapter 811 Send her to hell!

Facing Long Xiang's forced smile, Tang Huan was in an extremely heavy mood.

Those words were even more heartbreaking.

He grabbed Long Xiang's arm and pulled him back to him. He said with a serious expression: "Since you said that, can I let you go?"

Long Xiang smiled miserably and asked, "What can you do?"

How could Long Xiang not know about Tang Huan’s situation?

Liu Mingzhu, Dong Qingqing, and the powerful Secretary Song. Who will Tang Huan give up? Who will he be with in the end?

Long Xiang is tired.

I don't want to get involved in any struggle anymore.

She just hopes to spend the rest of her life quietly in New York, whether it is hard or difficult.

But at least, when she didn't think of Tang Huan, she was calm and without any turmoil.

Long Xiang's rhetorical question also made Tang Huan feel difficult.

As Long Xiang said, what can he do?

Tang Huan couldn't even make any judgment or choice himself, let alone face Long Xiang?

Taking a deep breath of air conditioning, Tang Huan suddenly became domineering.

He stared at Long Xiang straight and said word by word: "You are my woman."

"You have to listen to me."

"You have to do whatever I say."

"I want you to stay by my side, and you can't refuse."

Long Xiang is in trouble.

The mood is content.

But the choice is even more difficult.

Leave?

Can she really stay?

If you stay, you will be destined to return to Baicheng.

Long Xiang doesn't want to go back, and she will never go back in her life.

For Longxiang, this city is painful, desperate, and unbearable to look back on.

After thinking for a while, Long Xiang let go of Tang Huan's rough big hand. Then, she maintained a decent smile and pursed her lips and said, "When will you make a fortune in New York? I'll work for you."

When Tang Huan heard this, a knowing smile flashed across his face.

He focused his attention: "This day will come sooner or later, and it won't be too far away."

Long Xiang laughed.

Although it was still a little dull and lonely, there was a little more glory in those charming beautiful eyes: "I'll wait for you."

Tang Huan suddenly spread his arms and smiled and said, "Hug one?"

Long Xiang did not refuse.

Instead, he hugged Tang Huan very hard.

It seemed as if once she let go, Tang Huan would suddenly disappear in front of her.

After a long hug, Long Xiang left frankly. But before she was about to go out, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Tang Huan. A bright smile appeared on her charming face: "Tang Huan, congratulations. You succeeded. I am proud of you."

Tang Huan smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal: "Be careful on the road."

"Um."

Long Xiang turned around and left, leaving Tang Huan alone.

This meeting was too surprising for Tang Huan. It was also too shocking.

He didn't expect that Long Xiang would enter the film industry and his life was not easy.

Encountering an old friend overseas is happy for anyone.

But Tang Huan was in a heavy mood.

He knew that he could not give Long Xiang any promises, let alone the future.

But deep down, he hopes that Long Xiang will live a happy and stable life. He also wants to contribute some effort.

As long as "Dragon Hunter" can explode as scheduled around the world, Tang Huan can set up a studio or even a film and television branch in New York.

In the future, he will be able to provide Longxiang with a comfortable and comfortable working environment.

Oh, maybe with Shengtian Entertainment's unprecedented growth, it will be difficult for the studios in New York to relax.

But at least, no one will dare to deceive Longxiang again.

Because she is Tang Huan's person.

When Xiaoli returned to the private room, Tang Huan sat alone by the window and drank. Her interest seemed not high.

Xiaoli didn't come forward to disturb her. She just stayed silently until lunch time came. Tang Huan came to her senses slightly. She looked at Xiaoli and said, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

Xiaoli stood up and smiled and said, "Listen to Brother Huan's arrangement."

Xiaoli arranged this lunch very richly.

Although Tang Huan didn't eat much, the two of them drank a lot of wine.

After drinking four bottles of red wine, the two of them put down their glasses.

"Brother Huan. It turns out that she is our eldest sister Da Longxiang in Baicheng?" Xiaoli asked bravely after drinking.

With Xiaoli's original identity, she must be ineligible to contact Long Xiang.

In fact, before the Dragon Ancestor fell, there were not many people in Baicheng who were qualified to be on par with Long Xiang.

After all, she has a very high prestige in Baicheng.

Secondly, after the Dragon Ancestor was released from prison, he quickly accumulated strong connections and reached his peak state.

Xiaoli, a celebrity model from Shengtian Entertainment, is there anyone who is qualified to deal with Long Xiang?

"Yeah." Tang Huan nodded. "At the time in Baicheng, she was indeed a woman who called the wind and rain."

It is precisely because of Long Xiang's care that Tang Huan avoided a lot of trouble. Otherwise, his work and life in the past few years would be even more difficult.

"It's really a change of things." Xiaoli exhaled a mouthful of fragrance and sighed. "The former number one sister in Baicheng has now become an unknown little producer in New York. She was even bullied and defrauded."

Xiaoli is an industry insider with extremely rich experience. She has seen too many people tragedies of falling into tears. She has also witnessed the despair of many big-name stars falling to the bottom.

This is true in the entertainment industry.

Isn’t this the same for the entire society?

Everyone's future faces great challenges. Perhaps today you are still a big shot who calls the wind and rain. Tomorrow, you will become a rat crossing the street and be imprisoned.

The higher the station, the greater the risks it faces.

Isn’t this the case with Longxiang?

She relied on her identity as the eldest daughter of the Long family and lived a life of luxury for many years. But once Longzu fell, she would go abroad and wander alone.

Long Xiang lit a cigarette and saw Tang Huan frowning slightly. She hurriedly put it out again and asked tentatively: "Brother Huan, do you don't like women smoking?"

"It's better not to suck it if you're okay." Tang Huan said with his lips pursed.

Long Xiang used to smoke.

But very few.

But in the past two years in the United States, Long Xiang may have been under too much pressure or had a hard time.

She smoked significantly more frequently.

No matter what the objective reality is, subjectively, the death of Long Ancestor is unrelated to Tang Huan. Even if it weren't for the battle between him and Long Ancestor.

The Qin aunt may not have the chance to kill Longzu.

It is precisely because of this that Tang Huan felt great pressure.

He felt that Long Xiang had to bear the main responsibility until now.

Ding Ding Ding.

Tang Huan's cell phone rang.

It was Long Xiang who had just exchanged phone calls.

Longxiang has abandoned the previous number.

Since I am a reinvention and living a brand new life, I will not even use the original phone again.

Tang Huan answered the phone and said gently, "Have you arrived home?"

"I guess I can't go back home."

"Hell, I can send her down."

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