Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

Hearing Tang Han's words, Tang Mosen looked into the distance, and saw the scene on the rooftop, people were chasing after him in a hurry to complete their own affairs.

Tang Mosen took the elevator down from the hospital and was about to drive to Mr. Tang's villa to convince him that this was an important issue.

At least if Mr. Tang can be persuaded, he can justifiably drive Wen Feijin away from his side.

The car is getting faster and faster, and the wind is howling from both sides.

When he came to Mr. Tang's villa, Tang Mosen took a deep breath. On the way back, he had already figured out what the outcome would be, but he still wanted to try, so he rang the doorbell.

The butler hurried to open the door, and was a little surprised to see that it was Tang Mosen who came.

"Master Sen is here, come in quickly, don't you really have a tacit understanding with Miss Wen?" The housekeeper thought that Tang Mosen and Wen Feijin had agreed to visit Mr. Tang together, so he joked. "What? Wen Feijin is here too?" Tang Mosen obviously didn't know that Wen Feijin was here.

"Yeah, don't Master Sen know? Oh, it's all my fault." I don't know if the butler said it on purpose or what, but the butler is an old butler. Seeing Tang Mosen's expression was wrong, he hurried over.

Speaking of which, Mr. Tang, the housekeeper, has watched Tang Mosen grow up since he was a child, and Tang Mosen still needs to call him Uncle Loyalty.

Tang Mosen quickly realized his gaffe.

"Uncle Zhong, are my grandfather and Wen Feijin talking?"

"Yes, Miss Wen and the master had a great chat."

"That's it..." Tang Mosen stood at the door thoughtfully after finishing speaking.

"Oh, look, I'm so confused. Master Sen has been standing here for so long, come in quickly." The butler greeted Tang Mosen to enter.

Inside the room, Wen Feijin and Mr. Tang were chatting and laughing about something.

Wen Feijin saw Tang Mosen's existence first, but she still pretended not to know, chatting and laughing with Mr. Tang.

"I think back then, your father was more stubborn than me, and now my daughter has grown up so much."

"My father also told me that although you are strict, Grandpa Tang, you are a very good elder."

Mr. Tang and Wen Feijin talked to each other, but Tang Mosen didn't interrupt them, but stood there.

The butler wanted to speak to Mr. Tang, but was stopped by Tang Mosen.

Tang Mosen saw that they were almost done chatting, so he interrupted this seemingly warm conversation.

"Grandpa." Tang Mosen bowed respectfully to Mr. Tang.

"Mo Sen, when did you come? You didn't say anything when you came. Uncle Zhong didn't know how to tell me." Mr. Tang said with something in his words.

"I haven't been here for a long time. I didn't let Uncle Zhong tell you, for fear of disturbing your mood." What Tang Mosen said meant that he came anyway knowing that Mr. Tang didn't want to see him.

"How could it be? We are all a family, so there is no need to bother or not." Is Mr. Tang Jiang's or Lao Lao's? A dismount.

"Grandpa, what you said is wrong now, isn't Miss Wen a guest?" Tang Mosen didn't like Mr. Tang, you know, he didn't like Mr. Tang's dictatorship since he was a child.

"What kind of guests, sooner or later, we will be a family." Mr. Tang also said that Wen Feijin was the only granddaughter-in-law he identified.

Of course Tang Mosen would not listen to Mr. Tang, but since Wen Feijin was here, he could only endure it.

"Grandpa, I have something to tell you." Tang Mosen wanted to distract Wen Feijin so that he could talk about those things with Mr. Tang.

But Mr. Tang didn't seem to avoid suspicion, as if Wen Feijin was his grandson-in-law now.

"Just say it directly, there are no outsiders here."

Tang Mosen was very helpless, but because of Mr. Tang's face, he couldn't resist him on the spot, so he could only say, "Grandpa, it's something about the company."

"You don't have to avoid Feijin in the matter of the company, not to mention that the company was rescued by Feijin's father." Mr. Tang seems to have recognized Wen Feijin today, but he just won't let Wen Feijin avoid it.

"Grandpa Tang, since it's about the company, I'm really embarrassed not to avoid it. I've been out for a long time, and it's time to go home. You and Mo Sen have a good chat. I'll go first." In the end, Wen Feijin gave Tang Mo Sen went down one step.

Although Tang Mosen didn't like Wen Feijin, he was still very grateful that she gave him a step down.

"Don't worry, I still have a lot to say to you. If you're not here, I have no one to accompany me, an old man." Mr. Tang laughed at himself.

"Grandpa Tang, Fei Jin will come to talk with you tomorrow, okay? Since Mo Sen has something to discuss with you at work, it's not good for a daughter like me to be present." Wen Feijin didn't treat herself as an outsider, but said that she was A daughter's family is not well present.

"That's a good deal. Tomorrow you will come to talk with me, an old man." Mr. Tang was afraid that Wen Feijin would renege on his debt, so he wanted to ask Wen Feijin for proof.

"It's settled, then Grandpa Tang, I'll go first." After speaking, Wen Feijin picked up her bag and prepared to go out.

"Uncle Zhong, hurry up and send Fei Jin off."

"Yes, sir."

Uncle Zhong sent Wen Feijin to the door, and wanted to send Wen Feijin off again, but said, "Uncle Zhong, there is no need to send him off anymore, the car is outside."

"Okay, Miss Wen, go slowly." Uncle Zhong said to Wen Feijin with a smile.

It can be said that Wen Feijin is really good at winning people's hearts, just a few words raised Uncle Zhong's impression of her to a higher level.

After seeing off Wen Feijin, Uncle Zhong returned to the villa and reported to Mr. Tang.

"Master, Miss Wen has gone home." Uncle Zhong said respectfully.

"Well, you should step back first." Mr. Tang said slowly while sitting on the sofa and drinking a sip of tea.

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Tang put down the teacup in his hand, and looked up at Tang Mosen, who was still standing there.

"Sit down and talk if you have anything to say."

Tang Mosen sat opposite to Mr. Tang, and it had to be said that Mr. Tang's aura was not inferior to Tang Mosen's at all.

"Grandpa, I'm here today to tell you that I only have Xia Yuyang as a wife in my life, no matter before, now or in the future." Tang Mosen said to Mr. Tang with firm eyes.

"Isn't that woman dead?" Mr. Tang said lukewarmly.

Mr. Tang's words seemed to touch on Tang Mosen's sore spot, but Tang Mosen still looked at Mr. Tang steadfastly, without losing his aura at all.

"Even if she dies, I will only love her alone." Mr. Tang looked up at him, put down the cup in his hand, and stood up on crutches.

"Really?" There was a majesty in his tone that no one could refuse.

"Yes, and I only have one son, Xia Suian."

"The autism?" Mr. Tang said disdainfully.

"Suian is my son." Tang Mosen said word by word.

"You really want to disobey me?" Mr. Tang's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Since you can't understand me, I can only do this." Tang Mosen said, not overwhelmed by Mr. Tang's aura.

"Hmph, even if you don't have anything?" Mr. Tang took out what he thought was the last trump card. He felt that Tang Mosen dared to talk to him like this only because he had money, and if he had no money, he would obediently compromise.