MVP in the next examination room

Tang Ran stood in front of the smart express cabinet by the gate of the community, took out her mobile phone and was about to enter the pick-up code.

A black Tesla drove slowly to the door and was stopped by the door guard.

The driver honked the horn in dissatisfaction.

Tang Ran's eyelids twitched the moment he saw the license plate number.

It's Tang Minghua's car, but... How long has he been driving this car?

The security guard came out of the security room, and a female voice came from the car with the front window slid down: "Why doesn't this bluetooth work?"

The security guard bent slightly and explained to the driver in the car: "The access control system has been upgraded, and the property has sent a notice before... Did you forget to take it for the upgrade?"

Tang Ran looked at the security guard and said a few words to the completely unfamiliar woman, went back to the security room to open the door, let the car pass, frowned, and followed without entering the pick-up code.

The car drove very fast, Tang Ran crashed behind the car, the distance was still widened, and it didn't take long for him to disappear from sight.

He rode a little further and stopped not far from home.

He couldn't tell what he was waiting for here.

What do you want to see, or what do you not want to see?

The black Tesla didn't know where it stopped. After a while, a young woman walked over gracefully with a new handbag of a certain famous brand in one hand and a delicate cake box in the other. At the door of Ran's house, he rang the doorbell.

Aunt Zhou quickly came out and opened the door. She was not surprised to see the woman, and welcomed her in warmly and politely.

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"Why are you here?" Tang Minghua was not surprised to see her, and the expression on his face even revealed a bit of displeasure.

The woman took off the bag and put it in the hall without much concern, lowered her head to change into the new slippers that Aunt Zhou brought over, pursed her lips and smiled: "I'll come over to make you some soup. Did you drink a lot of wine yesterday? I learned a new stomach-nourishing porridge from my aunt, and I just made it for you to try."

Aunt Zhou originally wanted to praise her for "skillful ingenuity", "gentle and considerate", but she glanced at Tang Minghua's face, she didn't dare to say anything, put the cake brought by the woman on the dining table, and went into the kitchen to get busy up.

Tang Minghua frowned and said, "I didn't ask you to come here, why are you running around?"

The woman understood why he was unhappy, and she had a look of grievance on her face: "I called Aunt Zhou to confirm that your young master will not come back today, so I came here."

——If Tang Ran goes home for lunch, he should be home at least half an hour before. After this point, he usually won't come back.

Tang Minghua's tense expression did not loosen in the slightest.

Which pot does not open which pot.

The young woman posted it affectionately, pouted and said, "You must not remember what day it is..."

Tang Minghua pulled his arm out, glanced at the cake on the table, and said perfunctorily, "What day is it?"

The woman patted him coquettishly: "Today is the 520th day we have known each other!"

Tang Minghua: "...Oh."

"Minghua, are you in a bad mood today?" The woman finally came to her senses slowly, looking up at her pretty face, and asked him silly, white and sweet.

Tang Minghua: "..."

Sure enough, God is fair, and given her an excellent skin, he must owe her some other aspects... such as IQ.

"Let's not be angry, okay?" The woman coaxed him softly, "I know I was wrong, and I will never come here without your permission next time."

Tang Minghua has always been soft and not hard, and his anger slowly melted into the woman's tenderness. After a while, his expression slowed down, and he sighed: "Forget it."

The woman's eyes were bent into crescents, she took his hand and sat down at the dining table, and went to unwrap the cake gift box: "Try this first, it's made by the one I told you before, it takes a long time to book in advance Well. I'll go over to see if Aunt Zhou has prepared the ingredients, and I'll give you a taste of my cooking in a while."

The other two members of the family went to the kitchen. Tang Minghua leaned his arms on the mahogany dining table, clasped his fingers, and stared blankly for a while, thinking a lot aimlessly in the quiet dining room.

For example, Tang Ran.This kid is indeed similar to him in many ways, mischievous, daring to think and act, and very irritable-but he is different from him, more stubborn than him, and will not take soft and hard.Seeing that he will enter the adult threshold in the second half of this year, he still doesn't care about his future, not to mention inheriting his father's career, even the hope of being admitted to an ordinary university is very slim.

Thinking of this, the anger that he felt shortly after he went down was about to flare up again, so he quickly pulled his thoughts elsewhere.

For example, the silly white sweet lady who is making soup in the kitchen.

Although he was often shocked by the intelligence level of this lady, the reason why he could maintain a relationship with her for so long, except for some superficial reasons, was because she was not very smart and was "obedient" enough.

This is the complete opposite of Tang Ran's mother.

Thoughts were wandering, the silly Baitian lady had already simmered the soup on a small fire, and she walked out of the kitchen, with a mysterious smile on her face, leaned towards Tang Minghua's ear and kissed it, tilting her head Look at him: "What are you thinking?"

Tang Minghua came back to his senses: "The soup is ready?"

"Not yet," she pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Tang Minghua, "I have some good news for you—I wanted to wait until the meal is ready, but now I can't wait."

Tang Minghua: "What news?"

The expression on the lady's face was both excited and shy. Her doll-like long eyelashes drooped first, she pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her eyes to look at him again: "I...seem to be pregnant."

Tang Minghua: "..."

Before the young woman calmed down from her excitement and uneasiness, she heard a sentence from behind: "Congratulations."

It was a boy's voice, with a hint of sarcasm in the rambling.

She was so frightened by the unexpected sound that her body trembled. Before she could turn her head away, she heard the boy ask again, "Is the child's surname Tang?"

Tang Ran stared outside for a while, but didn't see the woman come out. Driven by strong curiosity and unexplainable anger, he opened the door and walked in at the risk of being whipped by his father as a spinning top.

Who would have heard such a powerful sentence upon entering the door.

Tang Minghua was startled and angry, he suddenly got up, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You still have the face to come back!"

"Of course I have to come back," Tang Ran said, "If I don't come back, how can I bless this sister."

Ms. Silly Baitian tentatively opened her mouth in the tense atmosphere between the father and son: "You are... Xiaoran?"

"..." Tang Ran felt goosebumps all over her body when she shouted, she smiled and opened her mouth and said, "Thank you very much, you are a little..."

Guaranteed not to have a good word in the future.

Tang Minghua stopped him: "This is your Aunt Gao!"

"Oh," Tang Ranpi said with a half-smile, "Hello, Miss Gao."

It was the first time for this Miss Gao to see Tang Ran in person, and she had an intuition that this was not easy to mess with, so she hurriedly took a step forward: "Well... are you hungry? I made the soup, and it's almost ready now. I'll go over and have a look... ..."

After she walked a few steps towards the kitchen, she heard Tang Ran say to Tang Minghua behind her back, "Dad, this time it's almost meaningless. It's much uglier than the one you brought back last time."

Miss Gao: "..."

The voice was neither loud nor soft, just drifting into her ears along the air, as if casting a fixing spell on her, she froze immediately.

Tang Minghua became angry from embarrassment: "You came back to find someone to smoke, right? Okay, I will help you."

The soup in the kitchen was still simmering slowly, and Aunt Zhou hurriedly ran out to smooth things over: "Is Xiaoran hungry? Hurry up and wash your hands and eat...Sir, let's start the meal first. If there is anything else, we can talk about it after we finish eating."

Tang Ran's temper came up, and it was hard for anyone to stop him: "What's the matter if I'm telling the truth?"

Miss Gao's face was extremely ugly, she didn't care about anything else, she stumbled to the hall, changed her shoes, took her bag and left.

The restaurant has completely become a battlefield for father and son.

Furious, Tang Minghua raised his right hand and slapped Tang Ran directly on the face.

This slap was caught off guard, and Tang Ran was blinded by him for a moment. He turned his head and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth that was knocked out by his teeth. Zhong Chong Tang Minghua yelled: "Are you sick!?"

Tang Minghua looked at him with a gloomy expression: "What the hell do you know other than causing trouble? I give money and cards every month, food and clothing, why did you raise a piece of trash like you!"

"Yes," Tang Ran panted and sneered, "I'd rather be a waste than be your copy!"

Tang Minghua pointed at the door: "Get out, I won't give you a penny from today on, the farther you get out of here, the better! I'll pretend I never gave birth to you!"

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When Yuan Che opened the door, he originally wanted to say: "Have you gone to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

After opening the door, seeing Tang Ran's left face with clear fingerprints, he swallowed back the sarcasm that came to his lips.

Grandpa and grandpa were also shocked when they saw Tang Ran: "Hey, what's going on..."

Yuan Che went into the bathroom and wet a clean towel with cold water, then came out and threw it at him silently.

Tang Ran rushed out of the house and rushed all the way. He didn't even think about taking pictures of his face. At this moment, he caught the wet towel thrown by Yuan Che and thought of something. He took out his phone and looked: "Damn it!"

Gritting his teeth in his heart, he greeted the ruthless Tang Minghua and put on a towel.

Yuan Che looked at him: "Don't tell me you can't go in."

Tang Ran said: "I was excited for a while, I couldn't hold it back... oh fuck!"

Yuan Che: "What's wrong?"

Tang Ran: "I seem to have forgotten to pick up the courier..."

Yuan Che: "..."

Tang Ran covered the towel depressedly for a while, took it off and looked at it, but the marks still remained: "...can you lend me your dormitory key?"

Yuan Che: "What are you doing?"

"I have nowhere to go in the afternoon," Tang Ran said, "find a place to recuperate."