Chapter 953

Tang Jian's face sank, and his mouth closed. After a long time, he said, "I really don't have time. Father, you can go to talk about home by yourself."

Tang Qingru frowned and looked at him: "if you have time to have dinner with actors, if you have time to talk about your uncle's house for dinner?"

Tang Ji felt relieved. Did his father know? How did he know about his dinner with song ran?

He looked directly at his father and said in a cold voice, "father, you shouldn't address people like that."

Tang Qingru said softly, "isn't she an actor?"

Tang Jian's eyes flashed: "this is a kind of address with contempt. You should respect other people's profession."

Tang Qingru's eyes were even colder. In the past 26 years, apart from his mother's suicide in his childhood, his son, who had rebelled for a while, actually resisted him verbally.

Therefore, he said, women are a disaster, beautiful women will let men lose their cool and rational past.

Of course he can't have his son with such a woman.

An official should not have weakness or handle.

"Well, I'd better call her song ran."

Tang Qingru gave up. After all, he was his own son, and he appreciated and placed great hopes on him. It was nothing to let go.

Tang Jian said, "father, did you look for her?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed through Tang Qingru's eyes. He let one step not mean he would always give in. He gently tapped his knee with his fingers rhythmically. There was an imperceptible dignity in his voice: "what? I can't look for her? "

Tang Jian noticed the displeasure from his father's tone, but he still insisted: "she and I are just friends. Father, you should not talk to her indiscriminately, she will misunderstand."

Tang Qingru is like a big enemy. His son is always cold-blooded and doesn't pay attention to anyone. From childhood to adulthood, he played with the people he knew when he was a child. Chu Yanchuan, Ji Huaiyan, and women never came into his eyes.

Even if his aunt, who worked as a domestic servant around him since childhood, was dismissed for making a mistake, he did not say a word of intercession.

He has always appreciated his son's ruthless character. A political man should not be tired by trifles.

But now, he actually cares about a girl who misunderstands him. His son, I'm afraid, is really in love with that little girl.

It's a bit tricky.

Tang Qingru got up: "I don't care what kind of friend she is. You have to come to dinner tomorrow night."

With that, he turned straight up the stairs.

He doesn't have to be too considerate of his son. His father's dignity is still needed.

He went to the corner of the stairs

"Father, you are the most heartless man I have ever seen."

Tang Qingru was trembling, and his son was out of control. This is not a good phenomenon.

He turned and glanced at him coldly: "is this the first day you met your father?"

Tang Jian smiles. Under the light, his face looks a little pale: "I know, I knew for a long time. Since my mother suffered from depression, I asked you to visit her, but you were indifferent, I knew that in this world, you only care about that woman, right? Oh, by the way, and your two daughters who have disappeared and don't even know they're still alive

Tang Qingru slowly walked down, raised his hand and slapped him heavily: "shut up."

Tang Ji'an smiles: "I hope all three of them are dead."

Tang Qingru slapped him again, and his voice was cold to the bone: "you have lost your mind, aunt Zhou, take him out."