Chapter 797

Outside the ward, there was a heavy cough. It was getting late. She was hurt. Mo qiange didn't want to disturb her rest and helped her lie down.

Mo qiange smiled: "silently, in fact, the Tang Dynasty is very good to you. According to the notarization, the Tang Dynasty is not wrong. He is innocent. You can't blame the innocent because he is a member of the Tang clan."

"Don't mention him." Lu silently opened his eyes.

Mo qiange doesn't force her. At this point, I believe she knows everything she should know.

"It's getting late. You patient should have a rest earlier."

Lu silently and nervously grabbed his hand, "shallow song, are you leaving?"

"I won't go. Don't worry about sleeping."

Lu silently nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes without a sense of security until he saw that he was still sitting by the bed with an expression of "I knew you would open your eyes" looking at her. He smiled with satisfaction and closed his eyes again.

This night, Lu silently slept soundly.

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The Tang clan headquarters is brightly lit. The Tang Dynasty returns upstairs, passes through the study, and sees the people sitting inside through the crack in the door.

Master Tang is sitting at his desk with a handkerchief in his hand. He is gently wiping the picture frame. The expression on his face is deep and painful.

He thought for a moment. The Tang Dynasty pushed the door in. When he heard the sound, master Tang quickly raised his head, looked angry, and the picture frame in his hand was buckled on the table at the same time.

When he saw who the man was, the anger on his face subsided, "where did you go wild if you didn't accompany your fiancee at night?"

The Tang Dynasty pretended not to hear. He went to his desk and picked up the old man's hand on the back of the photo frame. A trace of tenderness flashed through the bottom of Tang's eyes, released his hand and asked him to take away the photo frame.

Looking at the woman with the elegant smile and warm heart in the photo, the fingertips of the Tang Dynasty gently rubbed her face and whispered: "I almost forgot that today is mother's death day... No wonder you don't sleep so late..."

The distance was very close, and old man Tang naturally heard his low murmur, hating that iron is not steel: "I haven't seen you bastard do anything reliable!"

After watching it quietly for a while, the Tang Dynasty gently put the picture frame on the table and stood it up. Then he turned his head and looked at his old man: "do you want me to have a drink with you?"

Master Tang said with a tiger's face, "what are you doing? Go get the wine!"

Soon, he brought the wine. In the Tang Dynasty, the father and son sat on the sofa, touched the wine glass, and then drank with their heads down. No one spoke.

Master Tang thought of his wife who died early, and the man with iron blood could not help moistening his eyes.

Tang Ye married a woman all his life. After he died of illness at the age of 13 in the Tang Dynasty, he has not remarried for more than ten years.

In the Tang Dynasty, Lu silent remembered the scenes in the ward. The heartless woman cried like an ugly flower cat and snuggled in Mo qiange's arms. She was extremely dependent. When she said that she was so afraid, her heart was stuffy and painful.

His heart was very blocked. He drank one cup and poured another. He drank hard. Master Tang shot off his hand to pour the wine. "That's enough. Drinking hurts his body."

For the first time in the Tang Dynasty, he obediently stopped, leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the crystal lamp overhead, raised his hand on his forehead and said in a dull voice: "old man, mom has been gone for so many years, why don't you marry another one?"