Anlan slightly bow, modest and polite: "trouble you."

The housekeeper replied, "you're welcome. Just a moment." After ordering the servant to watch the tea, he entered the bamboo garden.

The old man's habit of playing Tai Chi is rain or shine, and he is sure to finish. Tan yaoyang looks at the time and says to an LAN, "sit down for a while. The old man needs at least 15 minutes."

An LAN some surprised looked at him: "did not expect the old man's habit you so clear."

Tan yaoyang's slender body toward the stone stool above one, the corner of his mouth hook up shallow smile: "your matter, I also know very well."

"What am I doing?"

"For example, what you're here for today." Tan yaoyang has always been a blockbuster if he doesn't sing. If he doesn't speak, he will hit the nail on the head. Anlan clenched her fingers and thought of what was in the bag. However, soon, she forced herself to calm down: "yes, you are right. I came to look for the old man today, and it is really something else. At the beginning, things started from here. I think that it is better to end here 。” "It's a good one. It's good to get together and to be scattered." Tan yaoyang gave a cold, low voice with strong sarcasm, "in those days, you tried your best to marry me. I did as you wish. Now, how can I be dismissed with a sentence of" good reunion and good separation "

An Lan Wei Lin, step back a step unconsciously, eyes a little lax, and listen to tan yaoyang sneer at the mouth: "since it is never a good beginning, then don't think about a good ending!"

Anlan has been shocked by the five organs are burned, lips wriggling, but can not speak. Tan Yaoyang in a leisurely manner, drinking tea from his servant, the deep eyes of the sun are shining through the cold light: "so you'd better not do this thing on the premise of the old man's face. When you didn't ask my opinion, now,

has the final say in my case."

In the end, he was the same as Tan Jingyuan now. Even though the talent of Tianzong wizard was outstanding, it was impossible for him to turn the tide on his own, so he could only accept it.

For so many years, his marriage with an LAN is indeed controversial. In this marriage, she is also scarred and exhausted physically and mentally.

Maybe let go, for two people, should be the best choice.

But now, he doesn't want to let it go!

Even a little bit, he would not let this woman leave!

He thought that for more than a month, he could use his own practical actions to influence this woman. At least she could understand his intention. As a result, she still wanted to escape from him, and she also wanted to send him away with a kind of bullshit.

He won't accept it!

If she doesn't want to, tie her around!

Anlan noticed that there was a big flame burning in his eyes, but her heart was frozen: "for the rest of our lives, do we have to continue to torture each other like this?"

Torture? "Do you think we've been torturing each other this month?" Tan yaoyang's slender fingers clenched the bone china teacup, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were obvious. Anlan is sad in her heart. She is not hard hearted. Of course, she can feel that this month is not torture each other, but because it is too beautiful, she can't believe it. She is afraid that this is a gentle trap. She will never climb up again after stepping into it.

She finally made up her mind that if she could not find herself this time, she would never have a chance to be herself again in her life.

In this marriage, she lived for Tan yaoyang and Tan Jingyuan, but for the rest of her life, she wanted to live for herself once.

But I don't want to, just hope.

Look at his eyes full of anger, an LAN's shoulder collapsed inch by inch, and his pale face was full of disappointment.

Tan yaoyang looked at her face, and the bone china teacup on her hand was suddenly broken -- it was crushed by him --

the tea was sprinkled all over the ground. The most important thing was that his hand was scratched by the sharp fragment, and his blood flowed like a flood. An LAN hands a loose, the bag on the hand fell on the ground, originally pale face at this time but no blood color, she quickly step forward, want to press his wound, but can't start, immediately urgent round turn: "how can you be so careless,

pain or not?"

Looking at her tense face, Tan yaoyang's icy expression finally eased a little.

At this time, the housekeeper and Mr. Tan also came out of the bamboo garden. As soon as the housekeeper saw Tan yaoyang's hand, he was stunned and immediately called out: "come on, please send for a doctor!"

Anlan had no choice but to press his wound with his own hand, but there was still blood flowing out of her fingers. Such a small cup, he even drew so deep.

The bamboo garden was in a mess.

Only Mr. Tan, a calm, detached look, looking at his son and daughter-in-law, and then indifferent way: "you first busy, I'll take a bath."

“……”

It was half an hour later when everything was quiet.The old man's private doctor bandaged Tan yaoyang's wound. Anlan stood by worried all the time. When the doctor finished dressing, he asked the doctor, "doctor, his hand doesn't matter." As soon as the doctor was about to speak, he heard Tan yaoyang cough. He looked up and saw that Tan yaoyang's dark eyes flashed with dark clouds, only one glance. The doctor was not sure whether Tan yaoyang meant to

seriously or lightly.

An LAN see him not language, then anxious urge: "doctor, how don't speak, is the injury very serious ah."

The doctor felt the weight of Tan yaoyang's eyes falling on him, as if he suddenly realized something. He nodded: "yes, Mr. Tan's wound is small, but it's deep."

This is also true. Seeing that the line of sight that fell on him was not as sharp as before, the doctor was relieved to know that his flattery was not wrong, so he made a serious statement about Tan yaoyang's injury.

"It's so serious." Listen to an LAN is frightened, the body is shivering.

"Cough." Tan yaoyang looked at an LAN's precarious figure. He twisted his eyebrows and immediately coughed.

When the doctor heard the speech, his back tightened, and he immediately stopped his voice: "but don't worry about Mrs. tan. As long as you don't touch water, take good care of it, and change the dressing on time every day, you can recover after a period of time."

"OK, I see. Thank you, doctor." An LAN thanks, looking at Tan yaoyang's eyes full of guilt.

It was because her words annoyed him that he was hurt.

The look in her eyes was very helpful to tan yaoyang.

The housekeeper standing on one side lowered his head quietly, while the doctor stood up and shook his head. Mrs. Tan's mind was too simple, so she was eaten by Tan yaoyang.

It is a pity that others can only be subject to the oppression of power.

He nodded to tan yaoyang and left with the medicine box.

The housekeeper raised his head and resumed his solemn and unsmiling appearance: "young master, madam, the master is waiting for you in there. Please move the living room."

An LAN nodded and took the initiative to go to tan yaoyang and asked him, "can you go? Do you want me to take you?"

Housekeeper: young lady, the young master just hurt his hand

However, Tan yaoyang glanced at the housekeeper coldly, and the housekeeper immediately ducked away. Later, Tan yaoyang hands his injured hand to an LAN, and asks an LAN to help him walk towards the living room.

Along the way, Anlan is cautious, also dare not mention the topic before.

In the living room.

Mr. Tan has already taken a bath, changed his clean clothes and sat there making tea.

It's quite a fairyland.

As soon as an LAN came in, he bowed his head and called, "Dad."

Tan yaoyang did not say a word. His lazy appearance had no meaning to speak. An LAN pulled his sleeve, motioned him to call people quickly.