In his words, there is no respect for the person who should be called "father". What's more, he is full of alienation and contempt.

He has never met Xiao Qingya, and the only place he can see him in his life is in the memorial hall of Xiao's family, where there are photos and ashes of Xiao Qingya.

The story between him and the woman was only inferred from his mother's words. He had no good comment on the story. He only thought that his father was cowardly and looked down on him.

Tang Qing slowly withdrew his sight, lowered his head and whispered, "the only thing he did wrong is not to marry your mother."

Xiao Fengting sneered and looked at her with her face: "wrong. The only thing he did right in his life was to marry my mother. How else could I be

Tang Qing was stunned by what he said. After a long time, he began to smile bitterly and did not speak again.

He was so arrogant that she was speechless.

*

on the horizon, there is a faint light.

This night, it seems, is about to pass.

It's still a deserted road around. I don't know how long it will be from Xiao Fengting's residence. Tang Qing slowly closes his eyes and remembers what happened this evening.

She seems to be

It's been calculated again.

She slowly hugged her legs, put her chin on her knees, and curled up in the leather chair. Her skin felt the deep cold of the night dew.

It was her last resort, and she didn't know what was left waiting for her.

……

When I returned to Xiao's house, the sky was already bright.

Xiao Fengting carried her into the room.

When the servants saw them coming back from the outside, they seemed vaguely surprised. They didn't quite understand why they came back from the outside early in the morning.

What happened last night, like dew, melted into the darkness. Tang Qing looked at the daily scenery in front of him and sighed slightly.

Xiao Fengting looked down at her, did not speak, and carried her directly upstairs.

"Sleep, your business, we wait for each other to have a good rest, then slowly solve." He stood at the bedside, looked at her slightly surprised expression, elegant face appeared a trace of malicious smile, he asked, "why, do you think I will not pursue you and her design of my matter?"

“……” Tang Qing held a breath in her chest. She looked at Xiao Fengting's face and wanted to say something, but she had nothing to say.

Besides, anything is useless.

Clearly, this matter itself is Xiao Fengting unreasonable, but then what? In his world, he is the truth.

"Go to bed." Seeing her speechless, he turned around coldly.

He still has a faint smell of blood on his body. It is estimated that he has gone to take a bath.

Tang Qing was lying on the bed with his eyes open, looking at the ceiling, feeling a faint humiliation in his heart.

Why does she want to be here, why she has to suffer from these torments, why she can't be reunited with her own children, separated from her own flesh and blood

She closed her eyes, felt the eyes burning hot, humiliation and unwilling to emerge from the bottom of her heart, the corners of her eyes slowly moist.

……

She had a sleepless sleep. When she woke up, she was still alone in the room.

The sun had already set to the west, and it seemed to be afternoon.

She sat up from the bed and saw bread and milk on the bedside table, hungry. She took it and ate it.