At this moment, Tang Qiao'er, with her hair tied up in a bun casually, embellished with a jade step rocker, wearing a sky-blue costume, and her water sleeves dancing like flowing clouds, was singing the Kun Opera "The Peony Pavilion" to Tang Yue.
A pair of apricot eyes that seem to be weeping but not weeping, are charming and boneless.
After the song ended, Tang Yue couldn't help but applaud, his smiling eyes full of endearment.
"Not bad, not bad. The third wife taught her well. In ancient times, she could have been named a noble concubine directly."
"Who wants to be a concubine? If I want to be a queen, I will shine with confidence." Tang Qiao'er completed the skill in one second, her fingers cracking loudly.
"Why not? If not, we wouldn't have three more stepmothers." Tang Yue smiled helplessly.
Tang Qiaoer lowered her eyes, put away her sleeves, and sat next to her eldest brother. Thinking of the three wives, her expression was a little obscure.
"Qiaoqiao, in the past three years, they have all missed you and cared about you. Many of them asked me about you in private."
"Brother, what do you want to say?"
"Qiaoqiao, when you left home and went to a foreign country alone to work as Doctors Without Borders, I know that you were actually more angry with your father."
Tang Yue raised his arm and gently hugged her shoulders, his handsome eyebrows furrowed with a hint of sadness, "But our father is such a person, we can't choose.
What's more, no one in this world is without flaws, even Shen Jingjue, whom you have loved for many years. Didn't you find that he has many faults after being married to him for three years? "
Tang Qiaoer's crow-feather eyelashes trembled, and she held the cool jade bracelet on her thin wrist.
"The only difference is that you can choose to leave Shen Jingjue, but you can never sever the blood relationship with your father. Since you can't sever it, try to accept it.
What's more, dad loves you very much, and there are three wives. They are also kind people. They have kept the house in order over the years, and no one has ever had any arrogance. I can vouch for them with my personality. "
In fact, Tang Yue didn't know.
Because of one thing, Tang Qiaoer had already silently accepted them in her heart as early as two years ago.
*
Han Xian bandaged Shen Jingjue's wound and left the room.
Shen Jingjue got a headache when he thought of Jin Enrou crying, making trouble and breaking things. In his memory, Bai Yueguang was gentle and sweet, and he was a little bird. There was no way he could do things so inappropriately.
The man sighed, maybe people will always change.
But no matter what, Jin Enrou was his childhood sweetheart. She accompanied him through those darkest and most desperate days. She was his obsession.
He said he would marry her no matter what.
After enduring the pain for a while while approving documents, Shen Jingjue's eyes inadvertently fell on the suit placed on the sofa.
He stood up and walked over, picked up his clothes and looked at them carefully.
Although he is about the same height as Tang Yue, his shoulders are a little wider than Tang Yue's, and his body is a little thicker than him.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like his size.
"It's ugly." He sneered.
A few minutes later.
Shen Jingjue put on his suit.
