One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Five Qualified Wife (I)

Tang Yu's soothing words instantly made Song Zhixing's unhappiness disappear.

She held Tang Yu's hand, "I'm not afraid. Besides, your mother and I will always meet. And... didn't we just get married? I see you are so worried, but I can't do anything for you, and I will feel very lost. It seems that I am useless."

Song Zhixing felt a little uncomfortable at the end. Her eyes drifted for a while and met his eyes. As if she was wronged, her mouth was puffed.

Well, is it too fast for her to take on the role of wife? She just wants to be a sensible wife and share his worries with him.

Tang Yu listened to this, and the melancholy between his eyebrows dissipated a lot, and there was a bit of teasing in his eyes, "Mrs. Tang, don't be too anxious about meeting your parents-in-law. When the time is right, I have arranged it."

"Who is anxious." She refuted in an embarrassed voice, but it was completely unconvincing.

"When my mother's condition gets a little better, I will definitely take you to meet them. And... you have already done everything you can do for me." Tang Yu's eyes were full of affection, and his thumb gently stroked her little face with pity and emotion. "Marrying me despite everyone's opposition and standing in front of the media and saying those words loudly is the best thing you have done for me."

He never asked much of her. He just wanted her to be firm and brave.

But Song Zhixing still wanted to be with him when he was sad, at least to understand his sadness and share his sadness.

But Song Zhixing didn't say this again, just watched Tang Yu get in the car and leave the villa.

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When Tang Yu arrived at the hospital, Su Fengjin was lying on the bed. Her hair, which was always carefully tied up, was now messy and looked miserable. There was no blood on her face and she was pale. At this moment, she was sleeping on the bed with her eyes closed, but her fists pressed on the quilt were still clenched tightly. It can be seen that she was very nervous, and her facial lines were also tightly stretched, and her face was full of pain.

Tang Yiming sat on the bedside, looking at his wife on the bed, with a sad face.

When he saw his son coming, he raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were dull.

"Dad." Tang Yu greeted him. His eyes finally fell on Su Fengjin, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes.

"Let's talk outside." Tang Yiming stood up, kissed his wife on the face, and went out first. Tang Yu also kissed his mother on the face and followed him out.

Close the door of the ward and sit in the hall.

"Your mother had a mental breakdown. The doctor just gave her a sedative and she fell asleep." Tang Yiming said in a heavy tone, "I have contacted Dr. Michel. In a few days, when the situation gets better, I will send your mother back for treatment again."

"Does she know about me and Xingxing?"

"This morning, I received a CD sent to your mother. It turned out to be a video of you and Xingxing. She mistook Xingxing for... Li Hui." When mentioning the last two words, Tang Yiming's voice trembled slightly, showing all kinds of complicated emotions.

"The CD?" Tang Yu pondered for a moment, his face cold, "It seems that Li Qiming wants to completely break up with our Tang family."

"You mean... this was done by Xingxing's grandfather?"

"Except for him, there will be no other person. For so many years, the Li family has been controlled by the Tang family and relied on the Tang family to survive. Now there is a chance to cooperate with the Chi family and leave our Tang family aside. I'm afraid he has been planning it for a long time." He also planned to take Xingxing, his only granddaughter, into account! The poor silly girl still treats him as a family member.

Tang Yiming sighed, his face heavy, with regret, "I owed Li Hui first, all this is because of me... Li Qiming wants to do these things now, I just hope that it is revenge on me, not to hurt Feng Jin. Over the years, your mother has suffered enough pain and torture."

"Xingxing and I are married." Tang Yu suddenly said.

Tang Yiming raised his eyes and looked at him. He knew his son's character, so everything was expected, and he didn't say anything after all. Since they are already married, there is no point in saying anything more.

"No... I'm going to kill you... Get out of here!"

At this moment, a sharp and hysterical voice suddenly exploded from the ward. After Tang Yu and Tang Yiming looked at each other, they stood up almost at the same time and rushed to the ward.

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Song Zhixing was waiting for Tang Yu at home, but he didn't come back until the evening. She lay on the big bed in his room. Probably because of the time difference, she didn't feel sleepy until late at night when all the servants were asleep. Finally, she simply got up from the bed and turned on the TV to watch.

Bored, I don't know how long she watched it. When she heard the roar of a car outside, she suddenly became energetic, lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and ran to the window barefoot. Sure enough, two strong beams of light shone from far to near and stopped at the villa.

When Tang Yu pushed the door open and went in, the whole house was instantly lit up.

"You're back." Song Zhixing's voice sounded upstairs with the laziness of the evening. He took off his tie and looked up at her. She was standing on the stairs in her pajamas, her feet bare, about to come down.

"Put on your shoes first." Tang Yu's tone was a little tired, but he felt much better after seeing her. He walked upstairs.

When Song Zhixing saw him coming up, he went back to his room to put on his slippers.

"Did you just come back from the hospital?" Song Zhixing asked him.

"Yeah. I came back after watching my mom fall asleep."

Song Zhixing took his pajamas out of the dressing room, "Then go take a shower first."

Tang Yu looked at her, then at the pajamas she was holding, his gaze deepened. Song Zhixing was embarrassed by his gaze, and handed the pajamas to him, "Stop looking at it, go take a shower! By the way, did you have dinner in the hospital?"

"I ate very little, and I don't have much appetite." Tang Yu hugged her, as if all the tiredness disappeared with this hug. Taking the pajamas, he walked to the bathroom, answering her, "Why are you still awake so late?"

"I'm worried about you." Song Zhixing lay at the bathroom door, "How is your mother now?"

Tang Yu stood in the bathroom, unbuttoning his shirt elegantly. When he heard her question, his expression dimmed a little, and after a while he replied in a low voice, "I'm quite emotional. I'll have to go back to the original doctor for treatment again in a while."

"...Oh." Song Zhixing nodded, "Why did it suddenly become like this? Didn't you have no major emotional problems before?"

Tang Yu looked at her pure little face with a complicated look, and finally, he just smiled and said, "Do you want to come in and take a shower with me?"