Tang An didn't plan to return to his original appearance as soon as he left the hotel, because he still had a women's bag in his hand, and the big man was wandering around with a women's bag? Not to mention the clothes, after recovering, the body also returned to its original shape, and this set of clothes would swell even if it didn't break, and it looked nondescript.

If they accidentally met acquaintances, especially Bai Yunxuan, it would be even worse, and they couldn't explain why the girl they saw just now was exactly the same clothes and bags as Tang An, the same shape.

Tang An could only wear this body back first, hide in his own house and then recite the spell to lift the transformation, he didn't stop on the road for long, after all, he looked like he had a task in his body, and now that the task was completed, he had no interest in keeping this state.

When Tang An walked out of the hotel, it was already raining, and the lights in the window were scattered in the night, and the unbroken rain line was like a curtain of glass beads under the rendering of the light.

The road surface is wet, and the air is filled with a layer of cold that makes the skin slightly cold, an autumn rain and a cold, probably Zhonghai's autumn cold this year will be earlier than in the past.

Tang An doesn't hate the wet and cold weather very much, the light rain in the past, Tang An is not used to holding an umbrella, walking slowly, the drizzle wets his hair and clothes, just go home and change his coat, I always feel that the world I feel in the rain has a different taste.

But today is not the time for hypocrisy and literature, although the clothes are not thin, and they will not be transparent, but they will not be wet by the rain, and they don't know, if the fake breasts under the clothes are revealed, how embarrassing it is, then it will be stared at by a bunch of "look, there are perverts".

Next to the edge of the hotel, Tang An avoided the rain and went around to another street to stand, he knew very well that it was very difficult to take a taxi at this point in Zhonghai, and he could only wait for the rain to be lighter, or hit the big luck and meet the empty car.

There are a lot of people standing here waiting for the rain, there is a convenience store next to it, Tang An went in and bought a chicken sandwich, he really didn't have an appetite to eat more when he was with Ma Shilong just now, and now he feels a little hungry.

After it was hot, Tang An took it and ate it directly, and he didn't care about the image of such a super beauty eating in the roadside rain that was not very hygienic or elegant.

A dark gold Rolls-Royce Phantom drove past, and not only Tang An, but others were also attracted by this rare color.

As the most prosperous first-tier city in China, Zhonghai has many rich people, and Rolls-Royce is nothing, but it can often be seen in the streets and alleys, but it is basically black, and there are fewer blue ones, not to mention that this dark gold color is completely unprecedented.

I have to say that compared to the shiny gold, the dark gold is still low-key, the owner of the car is probably not low-key, it can only be said that this color is indeed more textured, the color of the whole car body and windows is very natural, in the rainy night such a color of the car is really amazing, I can't help but praise a beautiful.

Of course, the most important thing is the feeling of being financially compelling, in comparison, the license plate number is not the kind of bomb number, a very ordinary set of numbers, I don't know if it has a special meaning for the owner, or the owner disdains the license plate of the bomb number.

No one would suspect that someone driving such a car would not be able to get a good license plate.

"This seems to be the car of the owner of the Lake Island Hotel, I saw it when I went to Lake Island, and the car logo was changed to a tiger, not the goddess car logo of Rolls-Royce. Someone next to him said.

Tang An turned his head to look at it again, the owner of the Lake Island Hotel, isn't that Sang Mengmeng's father...... That's my mother's boss before she died.

I don't know much from Sang Mengmeng, but Sang Yueye told him a lot of things about the Sang family, including the story that the Sang family is a descendant of Wu Song.

Tang An couldn't be sure, but there was no evidence to deny it, maybe the Sang family had indeed been a family with connections to some transcendent powers.

After eating two bites of sandwiches, I feel that the reality is really cruel, some people are hungry and eat cheap sandwiches for eight yuan a piece in the rain, and some people drive tens of millions of luxury cars to sigh at the rainy night scenery.

Tang An was just laughing at himself, and he didn't really have any dissatisfaction with his current life...... Except for a little bit of thinking about the king of the southern cat.

Just as he was thinking, the dark golden Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped not far ahead, and then slowly reversed, the wide tires crushed the stagnant water on the edge of the street, and slowly stopped beside Tang An.

Tang An was a little strange, feeling as if someone was looking at him through the car window, although he couldn't see the people in the car, but this intuition was very strong.

It seems that the kind of beautiful woman waiting for the car on the side of the road, and the scene of the rich man stopping and accosting is about to be staged, and the people around look at the car and Tang An, with different eyes.

Tang An doesn't want to be the protagonist of this kind of vulgar drama, or the heroine, he is just curious about what the other party wants to do, and he wants to say that there is no one else in the Sang family except Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out of the car with a black umbrella and looked at Tang An intently.

"What's wrong?" Tang An is not a real beautiful girl, being stared at so directly, it will not produce the shyness that a beautiful girl shows when facing a domineering president. Just staring at the middle-aged man in front of him the same.

Tang An remembered "Wu Xiubo", the image of a middle-aged and mature man with a delicate and mature life, his hair was black and shiny, but there was some white hair unabashedly sandwiched, his eyes were bright and bright, and he seemed to be very energetic, his shirt was a black short-sleeved shirt, he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold of the autumn rain, and the hand holding the umbrella handle was strong and powerful, and his muscles were very developed, and he was the kind of sturdy figure that would make girls scream.

The perfect diamond king in the eyes of girls is probably like this, not only rich, but the key is to be handsome and strong, not the image of those pot-bellied people who pay the price of health and figure for their careers.

It is easier for such rich people to find girls, because young girls can be more reasonable, so handsome and rich, it is difficult for people to find superior commanding heights when they are ridiculed.

Tang An was curious, could it be that the head of the dignified Sang family would also do this kind of thing of parking and hooking up with young girls? With his identity, there is no need to use this method. Tang An didn't know whether the other party was Sang Mengmeng's father, but his identity in the Sang family would definitely not be low.

"Girl, you are very much like one of my old friends. The middle-aged man showed a surprised expression and looked at Tang An in a trance.

Calling Tang An "girl", such a title, or because of what he was wearing, the person next to him showed a knowing smile, this excuse for accosting is quite old-fashioned, like an old lover, and then said that seeing you ignited the feeling of first love, the impulse of youth burned again.

Tang An was also a little surprised, because since the other party was from the Sang family, it was very likely that the "old man" he said in his mouth was Tang An's mother "Tang Hu"!

Tang An has seen his current appearance in the mirror, he is indeed very similar to his mother Tang Hu, after all, he is his mother's son, usually because of gender, his son is like his mother, which is just some traces between his eyebrows and eyes, but now the image of a girl is like Tang Hu when he was young.

"Oh? Tang An could only deal with it calmly, and it was not convenient for him to reveal anything now.

The look, eyebrows, and tone are all similar. The middle-aged man sighed again, "It's exactly the same as when I first met her many years ago." ”

Tang An felt that the other party was a little exaggerated, this was probably in the face of strangers who looked like old people, giving birth to some nostalgic memories, which made him feel self-satisfied, Tang An knew very well that even if he looked like his mother, he didn't have the quiet and elegant temperament of his mother, and the impression would never be exactly the same.

"It seems that you miss this old man of yours very much. Tang An wanted to determine whether the "old man" in the middle-aged man's mouth was his mother, although he felt that nine times out of ten.

"Of course...... She is my best friend, mentor, partner, bosom friend, and the person I respect and admire the most. The middle-aged man stared at Tang An's eyes, revealing several sadness.

If it was his mother who was praised and appreciated like this, Tang An felt that it was a matter of course, so Tang An asked, "Since I am so similar to your old friend, I want to know her name, is it okay?"

"Tang Lake, Tang Dynasty Tang, Lake of Lakes. Just like her name, she has the graceful atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty, and the quiet and inclusive power of a lake. The middle-aged man then asked, "Girl, what's your name?"

Sure enough, it's his mother! Tang An didn't expect to meet his mother's old friend here, think about it carefully, what he knew, among his mother's old friends, he came into contact with only a few people, such as Sang Mengmeng, Sang Yueye, Ye Gang and the middle-aged man in front of him, as if it was a world constructed by his mother outside of him, but he had just come into contact with it.

"Tang Shui. Tang An casually took another name, the name Tang Lizi is associated with Ma Shilong, since the other party thinks that he is very similar to his mother, Tang An will no longer use the somewhat dirty name "Tang Lizi".

"The name is similar...... One is a lake and the other is water. The middle-aged man looked at Tang An in amazement, "Girl, take the liberty to get to know me, the contemptible surname is Sang, Sang Musashi, Wu is the martial arts of Wu, and Zang is the Tibetan of Tibet." ”

surnamed Sang, nine times out of ten is Sang Mengmeng's father. Tang An was sure, his eyes swept over Sang Musashi's face, the first impression was not bad, the sharpness in his eyes was hidden, at least when facing Tang An, there was no sense of oppression and disgusting scrutiny in his tone and form.

"It's a bit too similar, do you really have such an old man?" Tang An deliberately showed a puzzled expression, which was also a normal reaction as a person who was accosted, Tang An didn't feel strange at all, probably Sang Musashi would feel strange afterwards.