Chapter 1108

Tang Jian reached out his hand and pressed his brow. His voice was very hoarse: "aunt Zhou, I always thought that if I could meet that woman's daughter in my lifetime, I would retaliate against her by any means, hurt her, and let her taste the pain and suffering I have experienced over the years."

Aunt Zhou stood by the bed and touched his head: "and then?"

Xu drank too much wine and didn't sleep well at night. His eyes were full of red blood, and his voice became more and more bleak: "but now, I really saw her, but I But I found that I couldn't hurt her at all. I really had no way to... "

Aunt Zhou heartache: "put down the hatred, is not very good?"

Tang Jian shook his head and looked miserable: "I didn't put down my hatred, but the object of hatred is her. I'm not reconciled. I'm too unwilling. I can't let her taste my pain. I think God is too unfair to me."

Aunt Zhou was more and more distressed: "so you saw that woman's child? Does your father know? Isn't your father looking for more than ten years? Why didn't he take the two children home? "

Tang Jian sneered and said with red eyes, "the child hates him. He doesn't recognize the child."

Aunt Zhou wondered, "so has your father seen the child?"

The hangover made Tang Jian feel headache. He said in a low voice: "at last, he will recognize the child. In the eyes of his father, there are only two children of that woman. There is no one in the world who loves me. I always know that."

Aunt Zhou's eyes turned red: "Jian, don't say that. If your mother is still alive."

Tang Jian looked up at her: "do you think my mother loves me? If she loves me, will she commit suicide in front of my eyes? How old was I then? Ah? Didn't she think what kind of psychological shadow she would bring to me? "

Aunt Zhou shuddered: "that's because she was already ill at that time. She can't care about other things."

Tang Jian waved his hand: "yes, everyone has their own difficulties. Aunt Zhou, go out first. I'll be alone for a while."

"Aunt Zhou whispered," there is porridge stewed in the kitchen. If you're hungry, go down and have a little, eh? "

"I see."

Aunt Zhou went out of the room.

Tang Ji'an has always lived in this foreign-style house in Sinan mansion. Aunt Zhou will come to clean and cook for him every day.

He was used to living alone and thought

Oh, everything is his own amorous, now seems ridiculous and sad.

But she saw that Aunt Zhou who had just gone downstairs came up again, knocked on his door and put her head in: "Jian, your father just called."

Tang Jian turned his head and said, "what can I do for you?"

"Your father asked you to go to his place for dinner in the evening. He said that song ran would also go there."

Tang Ji'an looks a little trembling, song ran will also go? Have song ran and his father reconciled? Have you recognized song ran as a daughter?

Unable to think about anything, he whispered, "I know."

Aunt Zhou cautiously said, "Jian, will you go?"

Tang Jian stretched out his hand and pressed his brow: "let's talk about it."

At five o'clock in the evening, song Ran is dressed in a formal pink and smoke suit. Song Xuan arranges her clothes. She is puzzled: "why does the mayor suddenly invite you to the mansion?"

Song ran shrugged: "the mayor lowered his body and said that he would make amends to me. I can't be too extreme."

At that time, she didn't know that Tang Qingru was her father, so it was easy to let go of the old grudges.