18. The first step of abusing scum

The clothes worn by the Tang family are specially designed and cut by internationally renowned designers. Even the fabric of the clothes is very particular, in addition to comfort, but also to match their own figure and age, casual clothing and standard clothing, as well as gentlemanly clothing have a clear classification.

"Young Master Qing, please try to stand as straight as possible, and your arms will hang down naturally."

In a lounge, shaded by trees, the light is very good, bright and comfortable. Su Qinghe stood in the middle, letting the person next to him measure his body with the tape measure in his hand. In addition to Su Qinghe, there were three other people in the lounge. These three people are the tailors in the Tang family's mansion in the butler's mouth, one measures his bust, the other measures his waist, and there is another person next to him who introduces him to various suits.

In front of the huge mirror, Su Qinghe kept stretching out his hand, opening his arms, standing up straight, and the soft leather ruler slid on his body from time to time.

"There are many types of suits, but not everyone can fit all suits. Of course, we will sanction the most suitable suit for Young Master Qing. ”

Su Qinghe obediently opened his hands and let the surveyor beside him bend his waistline, raised his head slightly and asked, "The suit is so picky, what kind of suit should a person with what temperament wear?" ”

Hearing this, the person who introduced it paused slightly, and replied with a smile: "The suitability of a suit for a person is related to many factors. As far as fabrics are concerned, there are various classifications, such as flannel, gabardine, tweed, etc. And each of them can be classified, for example, flannel can be divided into worsted and woollen. In addition to fabrics, suits should be matched with ties, shirts, leather shoes, belts, etc., and in terms of wearing, some people like single-breasted, and some people double-breasted. All said that even if the suit is well formulated, if it is paired with inappropriate accessories, then such behavior is very inappropriate on important occasions. ”

Therefore, whether the suit is worn well or not is not only related to the person who wears it. Is it more about the other accessories on the body? Is that so? ”

"Of course."

The person who introduced him bent his body slightly, and his eyes showed a slight appreciation.

"The top designers in Qingcheng City are indeed worthy of their reputation."

"Where, Young Master Qing has won the award, I really don't dare to take on the word 'top'."

Su Qinghe looked at him with a smile, and his words changed abruptly, "In this case, what kind of suit does my eldest brother wear on weekdays?" With that, Su Qinghe casually went around in a circle under the orders of the surveyor.

"The only young master of the Tang family is, naturally..."

Realizing what was coming out of his mouth, he immediately stopped.

"What's the matter, why don't you continue?" Su Qinghe seemed to ask casually.

The person who spoke just now looked embarrassed at this time, looked at Su Qinghe carefully, and saw that he still had a faint smile on his face, and finally replied with confidence: "Young Master Nan's clothes are all custom-made by internationally renowned designers, how can the craftsmanship of our people be compared with those masters." ”

"Oh! What brand it is, then you can definitely tell it! Su Qinghe glanced at him lightly, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he continued to ask.

"I think, probably, it's Rubinacci."

Rubinacki - a symbol of status and wealth. It was Tang Nan who was tacitly regarded as the heir of the Tang family who was qualified to wear such clothes, and who in Qingcheng did not know that Tang Nan's most conspicuous symbol was the extremely luxurious but restrained black suit.

The Tang family lives in a typical Chinese-style house, so the rooms and corridors are connected. Su Qinghe walked out of the lounge after measuring all kinds of jΓΉ, those clothes will be handmade, even if several people rush to work day and night, it will take more than ten days to make them.

The handrail of the stairs was painted red, and Su Qinghe put his hand on the handrail and slowly walked down the stairs.

In the living room, Tang Yuansheng sat on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand, and there was still steaming coffee next to him.

As soon as his eyes came into contact with a few big words on the front page of the newspaper, he felt a terrible headache, look at what this newspaper said, 'Young Master of the Tang family halfway, who will the successor of the Tang family fall into', and even more exaggerated is 'the dispute between the heirs of illegitimate children and legitimate children'Although he had long expected that yesterday's banquet would definitely cause discussion in Qingcheng, but the overwhelming speculation about the Tang family that appeared early in the morning still made Tang Yuansheng, the person in charge of the Tang family, frown and rubbed his forehead, it seems that these newspapers can be closed.

put down the newspaper, and the corner of his eye just caught a glimpse of Su Qinghe who came down the stairs, and his brows relaxed: "Aqing, you are down." Are you still satisfied with the room you slept in yesterday? If there is anything you are not used to, just tell the housekeeper that if you need anything, just tell the servants at home. ”

The newspaper on the table was carefully pressed into the corner, but the contents of it.

Su Qinghe's eyes flashed, and there was a shy smile on the corner of his mouth: "Dad, thank you for your concern, I slept well last night." Uncle Liang's arrangement is very dedicated. ”

Facing his loving eyes, Su Qinghe couldn't help but dodge, not daring to look directly at him. For Tang Yuansheng, Su Qinghe's feelings are very complicated, although they haven't gotten along with each other for a long time, but from his actions, every look can be seen a father's love for his son, this love is completely from the heart.

But this kind of love is what he doesn't want, but he must get it and use it.

"I am very satisfied, I am very happy to have my father, grandma, and eldest brother in my life before. Su Qinghe looked at him with a pure look in his eyes, and his mouth was satisfied.

It's a lie, but Su Qinghe is conflicted at the moment and hopes that the father of this body will not treat him like this, even if he is selfish, he just wants to alleviate the guilt in his heart.

No one can stop revenge.

Hearing this, Tang Yuansheng gently touched Su Qinghe's head, and said with emotion in his voice, "When I saw you, I thought of your mother, I didn't expect that eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now that you have grown up, you have also returned to the Tang family." It's a pity that your mother is gone. As he spoke, his eyes were filled with a touch of amazement and memory.

"Dad, do I look like my mother? What kind of person is Mom? Su Qinghe asked curiously.

Hehe, Tang Yuansheng pulled Su Qinghe to sit down, looked at his facial features carefully, then shook his head, and said to him, "It's not like, but it's like-"

"Like what?" Su Qinghe touched his face, if it is really about the appearance of this body is very exquisite, but mixed with a hint of femininity, if it is inherited from the late Mrs. Tang family, she must be a beauty who captivates the city and the country!

Su Qinghe listened in a blur, and looked at Tang Yuansheng who was halfway through the sentence with doubts in his eyes.

Tang Yuansheng glanced at him, and said half-complaining, half-joking, "But, the two children born to my Tang Yuansheng are neither like their father nor like their mother. But it's likeβ€”"

"Like whom?" Su Qinghe asked.

Looking at him, Tang Yuansheng smiled, "Of course it looks like your grandfather, but it's really strange to say." You and your eldest brother look like your grandfather. ”

Renxin Hospital

Not far from the main entrance of the hospital, a black Land Rover was parked at the intersection in a low-key manner. The window was slowly opened, and a man with half of his face covered by sunglasses appeared, his slightly thin lips pursed, and his fingers flexed and regularly tapped the steering wheel, but the owner of the car did not look as calm as he seemed.

Finally, when the owner of the car was approaching, a thin figure appeared at the entrance of the hospital. The man looked over to this side, Tang Nan took off his black sunglasses, looked at the handsome young man with narrow phoenix eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and beckoned to him.