One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Four Just Her (Three)

When Tang Yu said this, he paused and said again: "Even if she is really shaken by you, it will not help. I still have to shake her back. You know me and know that I always do what I say! "

Tang Yiming saw his determined look, "Have you really never thought about your mother? Xingxing is so similar to her mother, how do you plan to bring it to your mother in the future? Your mother can't stand this stimulation."

"Then you don't have to suffer." Tang Yu obviously had a plan for a long time, "I have no intention of letting Xingxing meet mom."

"Absurd! Have you ever heard that the daughter-in-law doesn't meet her mother-in-law?"

"Didn't you hear it from me?" Compared with Tang Yiming's stern expression, Tang Yu always looked calm and composed. He has always been a special person among all living beings. What does the world's eyes have to do with him? Just because Tang Yu can't do something that others haven't done yet doesn't mean he can't do it.

This attitude made Tang Yiming look ugly, and he slapped him angrily on the sofa, "Don't think that you are the backbone of the Tang family now. No one in the entire Tang family can control you, so you can do whatever you want, even your mother's body , you can ignore the situation!”

Before Tang Yu could speak, the kitchen door was opened from inside. Su Fengjin's voice came immediately, "What's going on?"

Tang Yu was speechless.

When Tang Yiming saw his wife coming out, the anger on his face immediately subsided. But Su Fengjin could still tell at a glance that something was wrong with her husband's expression. She looked at this and then that, "What's going on with you two, father and son? We've rarely seen each other for so many years, and now we finally see each other, and you still quarrel after just a few words?"

"There's no quarrel. You've been busy for so long, are you tired? Sit down when you are tired and stop working." Tang Yiming patted the place beside him. When talking to his wife, he is much gentler than when talking to his son.

"Mom, what delicious food did you make for me?" Tang Yu also answered, with a light smile on his face, trying to dilute the cold atmosphere just now.

Su Fengjin did not sit down next to her husband, but sat down next to Tang Yu.

"Did you do something bad?" Su Fengjin did not answer the father and son's words, but asked directly.

"How old am I? How can I do anything bad?"

"Then why is your dad so angry?" Su Fengjin looked at her husband again.

"Mom, you are being partial." Tang Yu spread his folded legs and put one arm around Su Fengjin's shoulders. "My dad is angry. You should ask him why he gets angry so easily."

"I still don't understand your father's character? If you hadn't done something,

How could your dad be angry? I just heard a little bit, your dad complained that you didn't care about my health. You must have done something to make me unhappy. Su Fengjin stared at her son, "Hurry up and tell me, if you confess, you will be lenient and if you don't, you will be lenient." "

Naturally, Tang Yu would not talk about Song Zhixing. He turned his head slightly and looked at his father calmly.

He was angry, but when Tang Yiming received this look, he still said: "What else could it be, just what happened last time. This brat won't marry Han Yan unless he says he has someone he likes."

"I think Han Yan's kid is quite good, he's pretty, and I heard he's capable of a job. Why don't you want to marry him?" Su Fengjin asked her son.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have other girls I like and want to marry the one I like." Tang Yu replied lightly.

"This is the right idea!" When Su Fengjin heard this, she immediately hugged her son, "Marriage is a lifelong matter. Mom supports you marrying the girl you like."

Su Fengjin has mental problems, and many things in the past have been forgotten by her. She didn't even know why his son got engaged to the Li family in the first place, or what the relationship between Li Hanyan and their Tang family was.

Tang Yiming looked at Su Fengjin with complex eyes, his lips moved, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

"Son, what is the person you like like? Is it better than that Miss Li?" Su Fengjin was obviously particularly interested in the person she had never met.

Tang Yu looked at his mother, "It's not necessarily true whether she is excellent or not, but in my eyes she is the best."

Su Fengjin looked like someone who had come before, and smiled, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so you are really attracted to her. How old is she? How tall is she? Which family is the child from?"

"Okay, don't ask." Tang Yiming stood up and pulled his wife away from his son, "He is just a girlfriend, and it won't work if she doesn't even know her birth date."

"It's so good, why can't it be done?"

"Now your son has to be her, but the other girl may not necessarily have to be your son. Who knows, just because your son is hot, he may not really be willing to be with him."

"What are you talking about!" Su Fengjin clapped her husband's hand angrily, "My son is so outstanding, who wouldn't look down on him? Have you ever said that about your son?"

"Okay, okay, don't worry about it. Whether you like it or not, that's a matter for later. Let's eat first."

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country j.

The doctor came and left again. Grandpa's condition was quite bad, and even Song Zhixing felt resentful in his heart but did not dare to express it.

Song Zhixing felt like a canary trapped in a cage. Her range of activities was limited to the villa. Even if she wanted to walk out of the villa door, two burly bodyguards would immediately bring her in again, which made her extremely depressed. .

She has been living in this villa in this state of confusion for a whole week. This week, grandpa has been in poor health and has been recuperating in his room almost all the time and has rarely come out. Song Zhixing didn't understand the language of Chinese J, and couldn't even watch TV. He was extremely bored. Aunt Lan was the only one who could occasionally say a few words to her.

That day.

She curled up and sat on the swing on the terrace. The swing was decorated with green vines, and the cold wind blew the green vines flying. Even though she was wearing a coat, she was still shivering from the cold.

Swinging on the swing blankly, staring at the strange sky and everything strange, she felt a desolate heart.

She missed the sky of Youcheng.

Missed the air of Youcheng.

Missed the sunshine of Youcheng.

Missed... Tang Yu in Youcheng even more...

After not contacting her for so long, did he know her current situation? Would he blame her for not contacting him for so long?

"Miss, don't sit here, it's windy outside." Aunt Lan pushed the door open and saw her sitting on the terrace.

Song Zhixing leaned on the swing in a daze as if she didn't hear it. Recently, she was in a bad mood, had a poor appetite, ate less, and lost a lot of weight. Seeing that there was no response when Aunt Lan called her, she simply turned around and took a blanket from inside to cover her. Song Zhixing then raised his eyelids and said thank you softly and weakly.

Aunt Lan said, "It's windy here, don't sit here, you'll catch a cold. Why don't you go to your room and take a nap?"