The atmosphere in the living room instantly felt like frost.
Tang Feng knew that he couldn't be persuaded about this matter. If he couldn't be persuaded, it would only make matters worse. So he left the table without knowing it.
A Yuan also pulled Shen Chulu away, leaving room for them to talk.
Shen Jing felt that his breath was stagnant in his chest. His slightly trembling hand couldn't help but raise, trying to hold Tang Qiao'er's hand, but his fingertips curled up and stopped.
Qiao'er... I really don't want you to go.
He was shocked that he had never been a coward. He loved with great joy and hated with hysterics.
It's just that he not only owed Qiao'er, but also felt guilty towards Tang Wanting.
Whether it was the three years of painful marriage or Qiao'er's lost child... it was all his fault. It was him who made Director Tang's heart and soul bruised and bruised, and his sin was unforgivable.
Not to mention the direct insults, even if Tang Wanting beat him again, he would let him beat him until he was relieved.
"Lao Wan, what are you thinking about?"
Tang Qiaoer sneered, with a determined look, "If I had listened to you, I wouldn't have run away from home at the risk of falling to pieces. I advise you to worry less about me."
During the years when I was away from home and wandering in a foreign country, I never saw you digging deep into the ground to find me. Now, in order to destroy my happiness, you are really planning and doing everything you can to ruin my happiness. "
Shen Jingjue pursed his lips and stepped forward, staring anxiously at the resolute profile of the little woman.
"Tang Qiao'er...you!"
Tang Wanting felt furious, his face turned pale, and his breath was unsteady, "Look at what you look like now! Are you still the daughter of our Tang family?!
You even go to the supermarket to buy groceries in person. Are you the one cooking these days? ! You've been working as a free nanny for the Shen family for three years and haven't you done enough? Is this the love you want? The life you want to live? ! "
The more Lao Wan talked, the angrier he became!
The only daughter born to the woman he loves most is meant to be pampered! How can I endure this humiliation and endure such hardship? !
Shen Jingjue doesn't do any human affairs!
"Lao Wan, this is the life I have always wanted, the life of ordinary people."
Tang Qiaoer's heart was filled with a thousand emotions, and the tip of her nose was sour, "I don't think what I am suffering is because this is what I want. All I want is a house for two people, three meals and four seasons." "
Shen was shocked and felt that his thin lips were like snow, and his curled fingertips were clenched into regretful fists.
Three meals and four seasons, paper is short and love is long...
This is what Qiao'er has always wanted, but he... actually didn't give it to her until now.
"You haven't been through this, and you've never really known me. Even you don't know what my mother wanted.
So you are not qualified to measure my life and block my choices. "
His daughter's words made Tang Wanting's heart burn with pain, and everything in front of him gradually became blurred.
"Also, these days, Jingxue cooks, cleans the house, and washes clothes for me. I just go shopping with him."
Tang Qiaoer's warm palms hugged the man's tight fist, intertwined with his fingers firmly, and clasped tightly, "My family is surprised that I can do everything except giving birth to children. You, please don't worry about me eating carrots.
Tonight, either you stay for a potluck to taste Jing Su's craftsmanship. Or, walk slowly. "
*
Because he still had something to explain to Tang Qiaoer, Tang Feng did not leave after avoiding it, but took a leisurely stroll in the villa.
He inadvertently walked into a long corridor and found that the walls were covered with paintings framed in exquisite copper frames.
There are beautiful scenes of early summer and lively dogs, but most of them are portraits of people.
Tang Feng couldn't help but stop in front of a one-meter-high painting——
The man in the painting wearing a black shirt, with a tall and tall figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and phoenix eyes as bright as gems, is Huo Ruxi.
Tang Feng's eyes suddenly widened and he looked carefully. His good upbringing allowed him to restrain his urge to reach out and touch it.
"The painting is so good...it's as vivid as a photo."
