Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Yu Shinan just went around and returned to the office. He was lighting a cigarette, but he didn't hear any movement there, "Did you dial the wrong number or something? I hung up without saying a word."

A man's low laughter suddenly came out of the receiver, "What do you want to eat? Fish? Tell him."

Yu Shinan turned his ear to listen, it didn't seem like he was speaking to him, but like asking for someone else's opinion, and it must be a woman, her voice is so fucking cheap.

Xu Qingcheng nodded indiscriminately, her voice trembling, "I can do anything, you order."

She stretched out her hand to grab his arm, full of prayer, Fu Jingting let her go, and said to the phone, "My wife wants to eat fish. Spicy and sour fish."

Yu Shinan's face darkened an inch, "Tsk, you are so self-conscious!"

Click and the phone hangs up.

The man's eyes also turned dark, he smiled and kissed her, "I also want to eat fish, all mermaids are water."

Tang Kejia knocked on Tang Tang's door, "Here we come."

The door was opened, revealing a delicate and lovely face, with gentle eyebrows, and a smile, just like Fen Dai getting married in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

She looked up and saw Tang Kejia, and asked her, "Shall we go to dinner now?"

The voice is soft, sweet and greasy, with a natural tone, it seems like she is acting like a baby when she speaks.

Men like her voice, but women may not.

Tang Kejia frowned. In fact, she and Tang Tang didn't have much contact. The Tang family has developed through the ages. Strictly speaking, only the members of the Tang family are the authentic Tang family.

Those offshoots only bear the Tang surname, and some of them don't even have any shares in the Tang family, but they still call themselves the Tang family of Jincheng to the outside world, just to gain a reputation and expect people to think highly of you when encountering problems.

Tang Tang's family is like this, a side branch of a side branch.

If she hadn't been obedient enough, Tang Kaiji would not have raised her in the Tang family and cared for her more.

To put it bluntly is to take care of, but to put it bluntly, it is actually raising a skinny horse.

For a wealthy family like theirs, some relationships will inevitably be settled by marriage. It is okay to marry someone of the same age. If the person you marry is an old man or has a hidden disease, it is always difficult to let your child pass by.

Tang Kejia actually looked down on these people in her heart, even if she herself was at the bottom.

But in Tang Kejia's heart, even though she is Tang Kaiji's illegitimate daughter, she has recognized her ancestral land in a serious manner, and whether she can win the greatest recognition depends on her ability in the final analysis.

"Clean up, Fu Pingxiu wants to meet with you first."

Tang Tang's beautiful eyes were a little stunned, "Didn't it mean that we will be together tomorrow?"

"He arranged for someone to come pick you up and wait for you below." Tang Kejia was a little impatient.

Tang Tang said, she turned around and put on her coat, and came out with a small bag, "Did you say what it is?"

"Fu Pinxiu's mother disagrees." Tang Kejia frowned, "They already know about your childbirth."

The steps forward suddenly stopped, and Tang Tang's face became wrong, "Then, what should I do?"

"There is no one more suitable for the Tang family. What my father means is that you have to find a way to stay." Tang Kejia looked at her, "Fu Pinxiu is the one with the best conditions among all the marriage partners before, and my father treats you very well." I took care of it. Don’t think that you can find someone to marry yourself after having a child. Yang Binshi in the south of Jincheng also had a lot of ideas when he saw you last time, but he is in his fifties and sixties. Dad also wants to find the best for you. But you have to live up to it yourself. Otherwise, you don’t even want to take that child away.”

The fingers loosened and tightened.

Tang Tang finally nodded.

"It's good that you understand," Tang Kejia looked at her with some contempt. "You can stay here at night. You are more proficient in this kind of thing than anyone else, so I don't need to teach you."

Tang Tang's face was red, white and red again, and he didn't say anything.

Zhou Qian waited for Tang Tang downstairs, and Tang Kejia introduced them to them.

Along the way, Zhou Qian didn't speak, Tang Tang's heart jumped up and down, the car drove a long way, all the way west from the place where he stayed.

The west of Ancheng is surrounded by mountains, with emerald peaks, but it is getting late, and the shadows of the roadside plants and mountains, Hei Cen Cen, are thrown into the commercial vehicle under the light of the street lights, like monsters.

Tang Tang's heart tensed up, but Zhou Qian said abruptly, "Miss Tang, is your son five years old?"

"Not yet, not yet." Tang Tang's voice was a little tense, but his mouth was still soft, "Four years and one month old."

Zhou Qian's forehead was a little protruding, and the voice made people daydream in the dark night, even if she said the most normal things.

The car parked outside the villa in Jinxiu Mountain City.

Tang Tang got out of the car and followed behind Zhou Qian. She was wearing a dress and a small coat, and she had flat shoes on her feet. According to the information, she was 27 years old, two years older than Tang Kejia, but perhaps it was because of her body shape. Because of her petite size, she looks very delicate and tender.

Nothing like the mother of a four-year-old.

Hui style architectural style, high hanging wooden beams, meticulous stone carvings, the landscape in the courtyard is suitable, the combination of calmness and delicacy is ingenious, the sound of water is smooth and inexplicably soothing, but Tang Tang can't calm down.

Following Zhou Qian in, the room was brightly lit, pouring down everywhere, in stark contrast to the darkness outside.

"Master, Miss Tang is here." Zhou Qian stood by the door and didn't go in any further. After speaking, he backed out.

Tang Tang also stopped, looking at the man in front of him, who was sitting in a wheelchair facing her sideways, with a sharp side profile.

I heard that he injured his leg in a car accident a few years ago and couldn't stand up anymore.

So his original marriage contract doesn't count.

Need to choose another person, marry.

Fu Pingxiu pushed the wheelchair with his palm, he turned around, his face was cool, and his eyes were fixed on her like an awl.

Tang Tang was slightly stunned, and when he looked at the photo, he vaguely felt a little like it.

When I saw people, I felt really similar.

Fu Pingxiu looked at the woman standing far away at the door, she was pretty and pretty, with watery eyes, just like a little white rabbit.

His eyes flicked over her body inch by inch. He was not familiar with this face, but it was not completely unfamiliar either.

A cold arc was drawn from the corner of the man's mouth, "Tang Tang?"

"I am." She said softly, the voice faintly drilled into her ears.

This tone is so special that it is like a handful of feathers only flicking on people's mouths, and it is as soft as a melodious sound.

The distant voice with a crying voice seemed to drill into the ears through time and space, pulling people's nerves like lingering silk threads, "Be gentle, I'm in so much pain."

Fu Pingxiu's arm on the wheelchair tightened suddenly, he stared at her sharply, his cheeks tightened due to the force, "Why did the Tang family hide from me that you had a child?"

"I'm afraid you won't marry me. So I want to tell you later. The Tang family has no other women of the right age." Tang Tang whispered, "Marriage is good for both parties."

The man snorted abruptly, "But the Tang family is not a must for me."

"I know. But, you...you can't even stand up now." Tang Tang paused, "It's not a good choice for you now, and no woman wants to be a widow, otherwise your previous engagement would not be cancelled. Now, you can marry me first, I have a child, I don't ask you to do anything to me. We can have a good talk, and I can promise you whatever you want. "

She spoke slowly, her voice was very soft and pleasant to hear, but it was like a whip wrapped in salt water lashing straight at a person's wound.

Fu Pingxiu wanted to strangle her to death.