Perhaps it was because he did not want to disturb Tang Anmo's inspiration, but one day, Lu Yanshen did not disturb Tang Anmo anymore. It was only when he got off work that Lu Yanshen, who had finished busying himself with his work, looked at the time and decided to look for a sense of presence in front of Tang Anmo.

Lu Yanshen was startled, he stopped and looked at his secretary: "Did I say I was going to look for Tang Anmo?"

Since Tang Anmo was no longer in the company, then what was the point in continuing this way, but when she saw the secretary's bright eyes on her, she did not know why Lu Yanshen did not want to admit that he had been seen through.

Without a destination, Lu Yanshen could only wander around in his own company. He himself did not think much of it, but unexpectedly, the people who stayed at the company for overtime were all frightened, as if they were on stimulants.

Lu Yanshen casually walked for a bit, but in the end, he still walked towards Tang Anmo's division.

He stared at the familiar department s signboard blankly for a while, and finally decided to turn around and leave. After walking a few steps, he unexpectedly heard the sound of someone making a phone call. Originally, he would naturally not do such an indecent thing, but the other party had kept on mentioning Tang Anmo's name within her words.

The man spoke very quickly, and most of the time it was her who spoke. Occasionally, she would give a few answers, and Lu Yanshen had a rough understanding of the situation.

A strange light aura flashed past his eyes, and before the other party finished speaking through the microphone, he gently turned around and left that place, as if the person who was standing there and eavesdropping was not him. Not long after he left, Fang Wennuo's figure emerged from the shadows, and on her face was a self-confident smile, as she looked towards Tang Anmo's table with a cold smile.

Tang Anmo, this time, I will make you lose thoroughly and thoroughly.

Tang Anmo, who was sitting in the car, sneezed. He controlled the steering wheel and looked over: "Have you caught a cold?"

Tang Anmo rubbed her nose, then shook her head: "No, I keep having the feeling that someone is scolding me."

After hearing that, Tang Leran's little head suddenly popped out from behind his. "Mom, you're just like a child."

Tang Anmo turned her head. "Tang Leran, sit back on your own seat."

Tang Leran stuck out his tongue at Tang Yuhuan who was smiling at him, then obediently sat back in his seat. His serious look made Tang Yuhuan, who was peeking at him from the rearview mirror, laugh uncontrollably, and once again aroused Tang Anmo's glare.

"Yes..." Tang Yuhuan and Tang Leran who were scolded together replied obediently at the same time.

Tang Yuhuan had borrowed Tang Leran and Tang Anmo to visit Tang Anmo's father at the Tang Family. All along the way, Tang Leran had been rather excited in the beginning.

But slowly, Tang Leran started to become a little nervous. He asked Tang Leran again and again: "Mom, will Grandfather like me?"

Before Tang Anmo could reply, Tang Yuhuan had already spoken first: "Of course, since our Joy is so cute, Grandfather will definitely like you a lot." This sentence made Tang Leran smile.

On the other hand, Tang Anmo was a little worried: "Big Brother, did Daddy really forgive me?"

Tang Yuhuan laughed, and coincidentally at this time, a red light flashed, he suddenly stopped and touched Tang Anmo's head: "You have been gone for so long, do you think that Daddy doesn't miss you? "Don't worry, he actually really loves you."

Tang Anmo nodded, the nervousness in her heart had disappeared quite a bit.

The Don's father was only a university professor. Although her family was considered a well off family, it was not as magnificent as the Lu family. This district had a bit of history, and was mottled with age everywhere.

When Tang Anmo stepped onto the stairs, her heart was filled with nostalgia.

The last time she was blocked by Tang Chuchu at the entrance, she did not even step up the stairs. Now that she had actually walked in, all of those memories instantly came back to her mind. From the time she was retrieved by the Don's father to her final departure, she had always lived here.

Tang Leran obediently held onto Tang Anmo's hand, looking around curiously.

The Tang Family was on the third floor, and Tang Yuhuan was walking in the front. Very quickly, she arrived at the door and knocked.

With a creaking sound, the metal door opened and a middle-aged man with black and white hair peeked his head out. When he saw Tang Yuhuan, he revealed a smile, "Huan Huan, you're here.

Tang Yuhuan was a little helpless: "Dad, how old am I now, yet you still call me Huan."

Don's father laughed heartily. "Haha, even if I am older, I am still my son. Come in quickly."

However, Tang Yuhuan did not move. He turned around to look at the Don's father and said, "Dad, look who's here."

The Don's father seemed to have sensed something and he remained motionless. After a long while, he slowly turned his head to the side of the stairs as Tang Anmo's face was covered in tears.

"Tang Anmo! Why are you here! " It was that Tang Chuchu who was lingering like a ghost again. When he saw Tang Anmo, he rushed over as if he had seen his enemy, and stood between Don's father and Tang Anmo, blocking their gazes.

Tang Yuhuan knew the evil the moment he saw him, and quickly pulled Tang Chuchu away. "What are you doing!"

Tang Chuchu twisted her head and said to the Don's father, "Father, this shameless woman let you suffer so many eyes before, now you still have the face to come back, what's more she's still carrying a little bastard that doesn't even know what's going on!"

"Bastard?" Don's father looked over curiously.

Tang Leran, who was holding onto Tang Anmo's hand, walked into his line of sight. That gaze made Tang Leran a little apprehensive, as he could not help but take a step back and tightly hold onto Tang Anmo's hand.

This shout instantly hit Don's father where he was standing. He looked at Tang Leran in disbelief, and then Tang Anmo. "You …"