In his sleep, Tan Xueman vaguely felt that someone touched her forehead, and then the quilt on one side was lifted, and the bed sank down.

A sleep, the position of the body side has no temperature, only wrinkled place, and then remind her, someone came.

Tan Xueman touched his forehead and then looked at the European clocks on the wall. It was already ten o'clock at noon.

She got up in a hurry and came out. In the living room, Ayers was playing some games with Ziyu.

Seeing her awake, Aunt Zhang took out a bowl of long boiled white porridge from the kitchen: "Miss Tan, I heard that you vomited last night. This morning, I specially ordered me to cook some porridge for you to nourish your stomach."

At this time, the stomach empty uncomfortable, Tan Xueman took her hands with a smile of porridge: "thank you."

As soon as she sat down at the table and drank porridge from the bowl with a spoon, Ayers came over with a smile: "I didn't expect Leng peiran's ice dregs would become more and more virtuous and considerate."

Tan Xueman's ears were red, and he buried himself in porridge, but he didn't take his words.

Seeing that she couldn't stand the joke, Ayers went back to the sofa and watched Ziyu play with toys.

Today is Sunday, and Ziyu's condition is getting better day by day. Leng peiran is busy with his work recently, and his two-day break has directly become a non-stop one.

On a whim, Tan Xueman secretly cooked lunch for him and took a taxi to deliver it.

In the office, Leng peiran tasted a dish and looked up at her: "is this really made by Aunt Zhang?"

Tan Xueman looked away with a guilty heart: "yes."

"There's nothing I can do with you. Do you think I'll be so stupid that I can't even taste your craft?"

Tan Xueman couldn't hide it, and his eyes spoiled him. He said boldly, "peiran, it's a very happy thing to cook a lunch for my beloved. Last time I was accidentally burned, you have to believe me, there won't be another time. Can you lift the ban that I can't cook?"

Leng peiran had no choice but to smile: "if you have said that, what else can I say? Just a little bit, if you find that you have any minor injury because of cooking, the kitchen will become your forbidden area in the future."

Tan Xueman saw that he let go and said with a smile: "OK."

After lunch, Leng peiran starts another important meeting. Tan Xueman is not bored in the office.

In a good mood out of the building, has not been to see Shen Qing for a few days, Tan Xueman suddenly have a mind, take a taxi to see her.

Ziyu is taken care of by Ayers in her apartment, and she is very relieved.

At home, Shen Qing inquired about Ziyu. She said that everything was fine, and the two elders were in a better mood.

In the afternoon, Shen Qing said that she was going out to buy some fruit. Tan Xueman wanted to go with her, but Shen Qing said that she could go downstairs alone.

Tan Xueman is at leisure. Leaning on the bench, he picks up a suspense novel and reads it for a while.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone startled her.

Take up a look, is a strange number, thought it was some kind of advertising sales call, just to hang up.

The mobile phone has not been put down, and the number rings again. Looking at such a persistent phone call, Tan Xueman twists his eyebrows and answers: "hello."

"Tan Xueman, long time no see."

Familiar voice, ferocious terror, Tan Xueman Leng for a few seconds, back cold sweat.

"Xu Min, what can I do for you when you call?"

Xu Min sneered: "of course, I've come to ask for debts."

Tan Xueman, who had a look of surprise, heard her words and his head hummed.

That bad feeling is getting worse.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Min said with a gloomy smile: "Tan Xueman, I'll give you five minutes to go to the rooftop. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't see Shen Qing alive in your life."

Tan Xueman's face suddenly changed, with a cold voice: "Xu Min, what do you want to do?"

"I want your life." Xu Min's pupils shrink slightly, and the fierce cold light looks at the distance.

Suddenly, she looked at the time on her watch: "there are still four minutes and thirty seconds left. If you linger like this, you may not see your mother for a while. And you come to the roof alone. If I find someone else following, don't blame me for sending your mother directly to the hell palace."

Tan Xueman reddened his eyes and pressed the elevator while dialing Shen Qing.

But after many calls, no one answered.

Eagerly looking at the rising elevator, my heart is hanging in my throat.

This time, Xu Min seems to be prepared and dare not challenge her, so tan Kai did not dare to tell her, so she went to the roof alone.

Xu Min, standing on the edge of the roof, saw her coming and gave a ferocious smile: "I didn't expect that you were quite kind."

Tan Xueman has no time to take care of her at all. Looking at Shen Qing who is not far away with his mouth tied, Tan Xueman is worried.

"You stand where you are. If you dare to step forward, I will send her back to the West." Xu Min threatened.Tan Xueman cried and shook his head. He didn't dare to step forward any more.

"Tan Xueman, in fact, I also want you to experience the pain of losing a close relative. Unfortunately, Tan Ziyu is so well protected by you that I can't start, so I can only hold your mother."

"Xu Min, don't do it. I know that I took your son away from you. You always resent me. If you want to hate me, you should hate me. It has nothing to do with other people. If you want to revenge, you should come to me."

"Ha ha, I don't just hate you now, I just want to frustrate you."

Tan Xueman knows that she is in a state of emotional excitement. If she is careless, she will go crazy.

"I'll let your child come back to you, and then you let my mother go."

Xu Min was very excited to laugh, took out a fruit knife, and stabbed Shen Qing in the thigh.

Tan Xueman wanted to rush up, but she put up a knife: "come on, you step forward, the next knife, it's not as simple as to let her get some skin trauma."

"Xu Min, you lunatic, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want? It's very simple. I want you to live as if you were dying. Don't you just rely on this face to force Leng peiran to separate me from my son? Now he died in a foreign country, how can I make you better?"

Tan Xueman was shocked: "what? Is your son dead? "

Before Tan Ziyu was bound by a trafficker, she had felt the pain, so she could feel her collapse at this time.

Xu Min looked up to the sky with a bitter smile: "Tan Xueman put away your disgusting face. The reason why my son died is not that he gave you everything."

Although not his own child, just thinking of a lively and lovely elf died like this, Tan Xueman felt great compassion.

Now she finally knew that she wanted to revenge herself so madly even if she didn't want to fight with her...

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