"Miss Tang, are you okay?" Outside the door of the conference room, Lu Feng asked.

Tang Zhuqi shook his head, his cold back aching.

She had a faint tone, not knowing it.

It's right to think about it, the work and rest time is so irregular, and the stomach has been aching lately.

If you have a bad stomach, how can your breath be fresh?!

"Ah Feng, can you drive me back? Please. Tang Zhuque clasped his hands together and asked for help.

This morning, as Ye Tingying's man said, she didn't eat breakfast, and now she is so hungry that her legs and feet are a little weak.

"Well, of course, the president asked me to send you back." Lu Feng nodded, came over and closed the door of the conference room.

Tang Zhuque got into a black business Mercedes-Benz, which was the company car of the Ye Group.

Lu Feng sat beside her.

"Miss Tang, are you really okay? You're very pale. After Lu Feng asked, he instructed the driver to turn on the heater.

"Thanks, I'm fine." Tang Zhuqueqiang smiled and thanked him.

Intersection, red light, car stopped.

Tang looked out the car window, and on the sidewalk, countless pedestrians came and went, their steps hurried, and their expressions hurried.

Haisha City, a bustling metropolis, is forced by two-fifths of the people at the bottom to get up early and work day and night at work; Two-fifths of the middle class are in a slightly better situation, 9 to 5 in the morning, struggling in the office building, at the desk; For the rest, there are some wealthy classes from families, except for occasional work, that is, entertainment-

Thinking of her sister Tang Zhuying, the corners of Tang Zhuqi's eyes were a little moist.

My sister, who is only five years old, is sensible prematurely.

My sister's essay: My dreams.

It goes something like this: I once noticed a young beggar who was only a little older than me. What he has to do every day is to kneel on the crowded streets, cheekily begging. Sometimes, after kneeling all day, I can't get a full meal, but I have to suffer the white eyes of passers-by.

Grandma, with the thought of her deceased sister, raised money to build an orphanage-

Well, grandma, how are you in the Heavenly Spirit?

"Miss Tang, are you going straight home or where are you going?" Lu Feng asked her, then took out his phone and checked the text messages.

"Driver, please take me to the cemetery, the East Garden cemetery." After Tang Zhuque finished speaking, he closed his eyes so that no one could notice the tears in her eyes.

The driver listened, turned on the GPS navigation, and accelerated towards the destination.

The driver was not very familiar with the route of the East Park Cemetery and took a long detour.

In the East Garden cemetery, Tang got out of the car.

Lu Feng followed her and got out of the car.

"Ah Feng, thank you, you can go back first." Tang Zhuque saw him coming, and he didn't quite understand.

"No, the president has commanded, I will follow you until you return home." Lu Feng replied very resolutely and continued to move forward.

Helpless, Tang Zhuqi asked him to follow.

The East Park Cemetery is a newly built cemetery built by the Haisha Municipal Government with a lot of finance.

At the beginning, the purpose of building the Dongyuan cemetery was to allow the heroic souls who had made important contributions to Haisha City during their lifetimes, such as sacrificing themselves to save others, to be buried in the earth, and trying to further encourage the citizens to carry forward the spirit of dedication and sacrifice.

Grandma, Ye Wanrong, who has devoted half her life to the cause of supporting orphans, is naturally listed.

It's just that in recent years, it is not the so-called heroic spirits who can be buried here one after another, but many unknown powerful ancestors!

The dark phenomenon of Haisha City, the trading of power and money, can be seen and is everywhere!

In front of Ye Wanrong's tombstone, Tang Zhuqueque knelt down on his knees, and silently thought in his heart: Grandma, Xiaoque has come to see you. Do you want to bless Grandpa to wake up early - Wen Ze? He has something to do today, another day, another day, another day the little bird will definitely come to see you with him――――――――――

Because Lu Feng had been waiting for her beside her, Tang Zhuque just knelt down in front of his grandmother's tombstone for more than ten minutes, and then got in the car and rushed home.

Tang House.

As soon as Tang Zhuque entered the hall, Sister Tao greeted her, "Miss, you can come back." Miss Cousin, she came to look for you, like if there was something urgent - what you want to eat, Sister Tao will make it for you immediately. ”

Tang Zhuque asked Sister Tao to boil some seafood porridge for her on a fast fire, and hurried back to the room.

In the corridor, Gao Shuiran rushed out of the room and shouted at her, "Cousin, where have you been, I can't get through to my mobile phone, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Bad news? Don't talk about the bad news, I don't want to hear it. Don went back to his room, sat down, and took off his cowhide boots.

Naturally, her mobile phone couldn't get through, because it fell on Su Wenze's car, and she hadn't picked it up yet.

"Cousin, Bai Ruomei is pregnant." Gao Shuiran sat down next to him, ready to have a long talk.

"Oh, yes?" Tang Zhuque paused as he untied his shoelaces and asked lightly.

"Cousin, why did you react like that? That woman is pregnant, doesn't it mean that the eldest brother is going to get married? The eldest brother is so honest, he will definitely be eaten to death, and he will be reduced to a wife and slave who has no right to speak-" Gao Shuiran shouted and further reported the 'military situation'.

Hehe, everyone still thinks that the seed in Bai Ruomei's belly is Gao Haoran.

Su Wenze, it seems that you have done a really good job of secrecy!

No one knew Su Wenze better than her.

Before, Ye Bohong had said that Su Wenze wanted to divorce her, and this matter should be true, otherwise Ye Bohong would not have said it.

Then, the only possibility that Tang Zhuque thought of was that Bai Ruomei had a child, and Su Wenze had to marry her son, divorce herself, and marry Bai Ruomei again.

"Cousin, you don't seem to care about this at all, or do you already know about it?" Gao Shuiran was puzzled by her calmness.

"There's nothing else to care about. My cousin is more concerned about who you've been dating lately and why you're taking avoid/pregnancy pills—"

Tang Zhuque remembered the pile of things on the bedside table in Gao Shuiran's bedroom.

"Well, I bought those things to play with, and I didn't eat them." Gao Shuiran was stunned for a moment before he opened his mouth to explain.

"Really? Then Uncle didn't do anything to you, did he? ”

Buy avoidance/pregnancy pills to play?

Gao Shuiran is 24 years old this year, he is not a child, and his brain is not stupid, how can it be.

However, since she didn't want to say it, Tang Zhuque didn't want to ask more.

"Dad really didn't do anything to me. Cousin, if you're tired, go to sleep, and I'll go back first. Gao Shuiran said, took his handbag, and went out.

Tang Zhuque shook his head: Gao Shuiran's temperament couldn't be clearer, if she didn't want to confess, it would be in vain to ask again.

Soon, Sister Tao came in with a bowl of seafood porridge, "Miss, the porridge is ready, are you eating it now?" ”

"Sister Tao, put it down first, I'll eat it later. By the way, haven't your parents come back yet? ”

During this time, parents usually go home for dinner. Today, there is no one in sight, strange.

"Sir, my wife went to the neighboring city in the morning to discuss business with people, and she will come back tomorrow. Miss, you don't know? ”

Sister Tao answered, put down the bowl of seafood porridge, and began to clean up the messy snack bags on the table.

Gao Shuiran Nizi, who likes to eat snacks while watching horror movies, always preaches that special weight loss theory: when watching horror movies, the expression is changeable, the muscles are tense, the cells are moving, you can reduce stress, eat some snacks, and you are not so afraid-

Therefore, every time Gao Shuiran came to her room, she inevitably brought some snacks such as beef jerky, pineapple, and biscuits. But Sister Tao doesn't like it very much, thinking that eating too many snacks is always bad.

Sister Tao, a friend of grandmother Ye Wanrong who has met for many years when she went to the countryside, is unmarried and unmarried, has served in the Tang family for more than 20 years, and cooks good dishes, especially Cantonese cuisine.

Before grandma died, Sister Tao still had a companion, talking and laughing with grandma.

After her grandmother's death, Sister Tao put all her energy into serving Tang's father and Tang's mother, and Tang Zhuque's living and eating, which was more competent than the administrative nanny.

In Haisha City, Sister Tao has no friends, and for so many years, in addition to buying vegetables and cooking, she has been cleaning and sleeping at home.

Grandma never regarded Sister Tao as a maid, and Tang Zhuque naturally didn't treat Sister Tao as a maid, and asked Sister Tao to call her name. But Sister Tao insisted that there should always be rules, and it is best to call Miss.

Usually, the most Sister Tao said was: Miss, if your grandma was still here, how good it would be, what a good person your grandma is, she actually has cancer, God really doesn't have long eyes.

After grandma died, because of Sister Tao's chatter all day long, Tang Zhuque realized how deep the relationship between grandma and Sister Tao was.

"Miss, Miss Cousin, what are you talking about?" Sister Tao finished cleaning the snack bag on the table and asked.

Tang Zhuqi said truthfully.

"Then Miss Bai, she really has to get married, Miss, you eat porridge quickly."

Sister Tao said casually and went out with two bags of garbage.

Is Bai Ruomei really pregnant? Tang Zhuque bit the spoon, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart-

After only a few mouthfuls of porridge, the fixed line on the bedside table rang, and Tang Zhuque took the phone.

"Xiaoque, it turns out that your handbag was forgotten in the big brother's car, we just passed by your house, you can come down and get it." It was Bai Ruomei's voice.

Outside the gate, Su Wenze's red Ferrari was parked aside, and Bai Ruomei took her handbag and handed it out the window.

Tang Zhuqi hurried over, took the handbag, and turned around to leave.

Behind him, Bai Ruomei's delicate voice came, "Big brother, let's go to the hospital quickly, don't let your parents wait-"

Tang Zhuque returned to the room and slowly finished eating the bowl of porridge, a bowl of porridge, she ate for at least twenty minutes.

Every bite of porridge is an incomparably familiar delicacy, but today, it is so difficult to swallow-

Unexpectedly, the man and woman even had children!

Tang Zhuque's heart is heavy, like a thousand catties!

Through the handbag, her BlackBerry vibrated -

"Arriving home?" Ye Tingying's unique deep voice came.

"What's the matter?" Tang Zhuqi finally pulled the corners of his mouth.

In her heart, there were waves of pain.

"A few days ago, Su Wenze entrusted Song Dazhuo to secretly handle the divorce between you and him, are you afraid? Before you cry, think about it, do you need my help? ”

Ye Tingying couldn't hear any emotion in her tone, she was very light, and she had reminded her that she had a faint tone.

"What kind of help?" His calm and breezy tone made Tang Zhuque calm down quickly.

"Hehe, it's okay. If you want to leave, then you will leave, if you don't want to leave, then Su Wenze can't leave. ”

Because of the laughter, Ye Tingying's voice sounded exceptionally low and good.

"Why do you want to help me, do you want to pay you?" Tang Zhuqi asked coldly.

I want to take care of such boring things as other people's divorce, is Ye Tingying a man who is idle and panicked?

"Well, no, I've been in a panic lately. But if I help you, you have to promise me a condition, which can be regarded as a reward. ”

Ye Tingying sighed and explained why he was nosy.

"Hehe, what conditions, let's hear it." He also confessed that Tang Zhuque was interested in continuing to listen.

"That's it, let me kill you once!" The low, cold male voice drilled into Tang Chaque's cochlea-