Chapter 152

Although Tang Xiaoyan complained about Peng Yuan, he was his mother after all, so he helped Peng Yuan to make up her bed, looking cold: "now I have seen it, can I go?"

Tang just like haughty smile: "of course I will go, it's a pity, I thought at least to fall a hemiplegia."

Tang Xiaoyan and Peng Yuan suddenly face PI change, especially Peng Yuan, face as ugly as ink: "you are intentional."

Deliberately poured a glass of water on the stairs, deliberately wanted to make her fall, deliberately

Tang Xiaoyan didn't expect that Tang Wanru was on purpose. He thought she had put it down long ago. He never knew.

Tang Wanru lifted his black gauze cap, put on delicate eye makeup, and his black eyes like cat's eyes showed a smile, as if to see through his heart: "little mom, what's the intention? I've gone downstairs to get the mop. How can I know that you happen to come down? I can't blame you."

The pain in Peng Yuan's legs made her miserable. Now she hears Tang Xiaoyan's sarcasm and says, "you go, you are not welcome here!"

"Little mom..." Tang just like suddenly wronged called a, listen to Tang Xiaoyan a spirit.

Seeing that Peng Yuan was about to prop up her body, Tang Xiaoyan was afraid that Tang Wanru would say something too much to stimulate Peng Yuan. He quickly said, "Tang Wanru, you go. My mother doesn't need you to be hypocritical here. You can go back and take care of your old man and son. You don't have to worry about the rest."

Tang just like heart suddenly jump, staring at Tang Xiaoyan eyes full of resentment and anger, Tang Xiaoyan is also silent warning her, do not mind to say more words.

But all of a sudden, Tang Xiaoyan has changed into a pear flower face with tears: "I knew it would be like this, Tang family, there is no place for me, right? You mother and daughter, it's so cruel, you take my mother's position, don't say, but also my father, don't let me go home, right? Well, I'll go... "

"What are you going to do?" Suddenly, a low male voice came from outside. Tang Zhenyuan, wearing a brown woollen coat, came frowning. His face was full of displeasure. "What don't you go home? What are you talking about?"

Tang Xiaoyan and Peng Yuan were stunned at the same time, especially Peng Yuan, whose face was very ugly.

Tang Wanru pressed the tears in the corner of his eyes, and his tone was light and indifferent: "Dad, the Tang family has no place for me. If you don't like me, you can break the relationship with my daughter. Anyway, with Tang Xiaoyan, you can also flatter the Fu family. I will take my mother away."

Tang Wanru's mother has always been a taboo topic in Tang Zhenyuan's heart. Before her death, Tang's mother said that her things must stay in the Tang family and accompany him forever. No one can move them.

Tang Wanru has always been the apple of Tang Zhenyuan's eye. Although it was Tang Wanru who took the initiative to marry Fu Chengguang at that time, a big reason was that he was on the verge of bankruptcy. Tang Zhenyuan always felt very ashamed of his daughter. Now when he heard that she wanted to break off the relationship with her, he was furious: "don't talk nonsense, I have only one daughter in my life. Where can you go, I know it's none of your business. You don't have to blame yourself. Go back and have a rest first. "

"I'll go first, Dad."

"Well."

After Tang Wanru left, the ward fell into a dead silence.

Peng Yuan cold face, Tang Zhenyuan sighed, said to her: "you don't always with children, she is not intentional."

"She didn't mean it? Can I fall so badly? " Peng Yuan's resentment exploded like gunpowder. Tang Xiaoyan didn't often appear at home in recent years. I don't know to what extent Peng Yuan and Tang Wanru's infighting escalated. However, when they were young, they still have fresh memories.

In front of Tang Zhenyuan, Peng Yuan and Tang are both two faced. In the final analysis, one or two are not good people.

Tang Xiaoyan stayed up all night and was stimulated by Fu ziyao. Now their quarrel only made her dizzy. She wanted to find a quiet place to ease her mood, so when she saw that they had quarreled, she didn't persuade her to fight. She took the bag and left the ward.

Walking on the road in a daze, I can't help but wonder who the little aunt in Fu ziyao's mouth is.

Fu Yunqian never mentioned it, but Tang Xiaoyan is understandable. How can a good man like him not be liked by women.

He didn't let women get close to him for the sake of that little aunt? So where is the little aunt now? Did he close his heart again because he was hurt by that little aunt?

At the thought of this possibility, Tang Xiaoyan's heart sank to the bottom of the sea like a bound iron block, and he couldn't breathe.

That's why he wants to end his relationship with himself in two years. Because of the little aunt?

In the cafe downstairs of Lufeng group.

The sunlight penetrates the sparse branches nearby and shines on the man behind the French window.

Lu Yunshen is wearing a smoky gray shirt, black business casual pants, and a watch on his left wrist. The silver gray strap matches him very well, which makes his bone outline clear and his knuckles clear. Sitting on the brown red card seat, he always has mild facial features. Because of the shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, he is a bit cold and serious.Sipping the thick black coffee with the coffee cup, I heard the welcome coming from the door, so I put my eyes on it.

Lu Heming, with eye frame glasses and a black suit, is more than 50 years old, but his back is straight. Lu Heming has a square Chinese character face. When he doesn't speak, he seems a little stiff, serious and old-fashioned.

Seeing him approaching, Lu Yunshen stood up from his chair and did not speak. He pointed to the position in front of him and motioned him to sit down.

Lu Heming looks at Lu Yunshen, who has not seen him for 20 years, through his thick lenses. He feels as if he has been separated from the rest of the world. His cold and hard lines are slightly moved, and his eyes are slightly excited. His fingers hidden under the sleeve of his suit are rarely curled into fists. He has not experienced such emotional ups and downs for many years.

Lu Yunshen didn't seem to notice his forbearance. He called the waiter and asked him, "what would you like to drink?"

Lu Heming didn't catch Lu Yunshen's ardent eyes and said, "just give me a cup of green tea."

The waiter stepped back and left them a quiet space.

Silence spread endlessly between them. There was not only 20 years between them, but also all the enmity between two women.

The past events leapt into Lu Heming's mind. It was only when a pleasant wind chime and the waiter's welcome came at the door that Lu Heming's memories were interrupted. With a slight sigh, he tentatively opened his mouth to Lu Yunshen: "Yunshen, how are you, mom?"

"Very good." Lu Yun answered without salt. The coffee in the cup had cooled down, and the entrance was more astringent than before. He simply put it down, "I'll find you out. In fact, I just want to ask my mother, when can I return those things that belong to her?"

Lu Heming's straight back suddenly bent down slowly.

The original spirit of the face seems to be ten years old in an instant, to Bai jiangxue and Lu Yunshen, he has only deep guilt, he said: "Yunshen, I'm sorry about my relationship with your mother, her things, I have not moved, the shares of Lufeng group, the original 20% still belong to your mother, I have to find a lawyer to make a will, after all It's all yours. "

Lu Yunshen's deep and meaningful eyes make Lu Heming's next words all blocked in his throat, and he has no strength to go on.

"You know, that's not what my mom wants." Lu Yunshen's voice is clear and shallow, with a slight hoarseness.

He is seldom so serious, but at this moment, he is like the solemn national emblem on the court, with a deep moral judgment. Bai jiangxue only wants the title of Mrs. Lu.

What she got 20 years ago, and 20 years later, this honor has been given to another woman.

Lu Heming was very embarrassed: "Yunshen..."

"Don't you always want me to go back to Lu's house? I can go back, but my mother will come back with me After Lu Yunshen finished, he turned his eyes to the window.

Noon sun sprinkled on the ground, the road is bustling, cars come and go. When the lonely figure on the other side of the street fell into his sight, he was stunned. He didn't listen to what Lu Heming said. He took out two hundred yuan bills from his wallet and threw them on the table. Then he said, "I have something else to do. I'll go first and call me when I think about it."

He chased out, just at the red light, and saw Tang Xiaoyan's figure had disappeared at the corner. Regardless of the danger, he stopped several cars in a row, crossed the road directly, and chased for several more sections before finding the girl squatting on the curb.

The girl seems to be troubled by something, holding a pair of black and white eyes watching the bustling traffic, but like an abandoned child, she doesn't know where to go.

Tang Xiaoyan really didn't know where to go. The text message she sent to Fu Yunqian had never been heard from. She looked at her mobile phone again and again. For such a long time, it's time to go to South America.

Is hesitant to give him a call, the screen suddenly pop up a name she is haunted by, almost at the same time, she has slipped the answer button.

"Hello." Her nose is stuffy, her voice seems to be obstructed by something, some childish stubborn.

Around him was the sound of traffic, which was in sharp contrast to Fu Yunqian's quietness. His magnetic voice came from there: "where is it?"

"Outside. And you She asked subconsciously.

Fu Yunqian loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong chest and sexy clavicle: "I've just arrived at the hotel. I'm sorry, I've been dealing with things. I didn't reply to your message."

It's because of this She didn't know why she was so elated by such a trivial explanation.

She comforted herself just now, but now it was confirmed from his mouth that the cold air around her became warm. "It doesn't matter. Did you have dinner?"

"And you."

Tang Xiaoyan still maintained a squatting posture, but he opened his mouth, and his tone went up unconsciously: "eat fast, they are looking for food on the road with Yumeng.""Then you eat first, and I'll clean up."

He pretended to hang up. Tang Xiaoyan was busy and yelled twice: "wait, wait."

"Well?" His low voice of inquiry, like a turbulent feather, gently touched her heartstrings. The hum across the radio waves still made her ears hot, just like his breath was close at hand.