Looking at the silent mobile phone screen in a daze, Tang Qiao spent most of the day to adjust his emotions, and he collapsed.

Tears of grievance swirled in his eyes, and all he thought about was: he had changed his mind, and the bastard surnamed Ye had changed his mind. Marry her home and make her pregnant, his purpose is achieved, and he doesn't love her anymore.

"Grandma?" The elevator had reached the designated floor, but Tang Qiao was still standing in front of the open elevator door, motionless. So the female bodyguard had to remind, "We're here." ”

Tang Qiao suddenly came back to his senses and immediately ordered: "You go and help me buy durian, pan, remote control!" ”

She just wants to use all the eighteen kinds of torture on one guy now! so that he knows that it is not so easy to be a husband to others.

......The corner of the female bodyguard's eyes twitched, how did she think that her family would probably not see the sun tomorrow morning?

Hearing Tang Qiao urging her to hurry up and buy it, she didn't dare to disobey. It's just that before buying something, she has to ask her young grandmother's specific needs:

"What variety of durian do you want? Musang King? Qingni? Red shrimp? Gourd, or kampong? ”

"What size do you want a pan to be?" Is it domestic, or imported? Do you have any requirements for the thickness of the pot? ”

"Do you want a big or small controller, what style?" TV remote? Air conditioner remote control, or ......? ”

"Enough!" Tang Xiaoduy's head swelled when he heard this, and he reached out and waved his hand at the female bodyguard. She thought that early tomorrow morning, she would go and buy it herself, and she would buy whichever one she liked. She doesn't believe it, she can't cure her husband anymore!

Hearing that the young grandmother finally gave up the plan to buy "torture instruments", the female bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief in her heart: I can only help you get here, you have to come back early to coax the young grandmother.

Tang Qiao walked out of the elevator with his waist in his arms, which was definitely a devilish step that his six relatives did not recognize. But just when the female bodyguard thought that Tang Qiao would demolish the entire Huating apartment before Ye Dashao came back, little Arlene ran out of her room.

As soon as the little girl saw Tang Qiao, she happily waved a pair of small hands, ran over with a fart, and shouted vigorously:

"Jojo's mother! Jojo's mother ......"

"My baby Arlene, you run slowly, don't fall." Tang Qiao actually switched directly from the angry crown mode to the gentle mother mode, and the process took less than a second. Immediately stunned the female bodyguard.

"Mother Jojo, I miss you so much. I was praised by the teacher when I was drawing today......"

Little Arlene grabbed Tang Qiao's hand, excited and excited, and wanted to tell Tang Qiao everything she had done all day. Because Don Joe is her new mother and her closest family. She couldn't wait to share everything with Tang Qiao.

"Wow, our little Arlene is so good? Tell me, how did the teacher praise our little Arlene? And the painting you painted, show it to me, I want to enjoy it. Tang Qiao hugged his daughter and encouraged her with a smile on his face.

"It's painted in my room." As soon as little Arlene heard Tang Qiao say this, she became even more energetic. Taking her hand, he walked briskly in the direction of her room.

Grandma Yu always followed behind little Arlene with a smile, she has always been very measured, and knows when and what kind of distance she should keep from the little master.

Seeing that Xiao Arlene pulled Tang Qiao into the door, she followed unhurriedly, and then said a word or two at the right time. Describe the teacher's original words and the scene at that time to Tang Qiao more accurately.

"Oh my God, so our little Arlene is so powerful." Tang Qiao hugged little Arlene on her lap, and the two of them carefully admired the little girl's painting together, "This sun is so interesting, why is it golden?" ”

"Because during the day, the red sun is so dazzling, so dazzling." So she took it upon herself to paint yellow, which is beautiful and not dazzling.

"Then why is the mountain also golden?" Tang Qiao asked again. It's as if her daughter's paintings are a big treasure and she's a curious explorer.

"It's golden wheat, Mother Jojo. When the mountains are full of wheat, the farmer will have a good harvest. Little Arlene was tired of being in Tang Qiao's arms, smiling so much that her face was red and fluttering, and she was so cute.

"Little Arlene is a caring child, looking forward to a good harvest from the farmer, isn't it?"

"Hmm!" The little girl nodded, "Uncle Farmer has a bumper harvest, and we will have delicious food." ”

Tang Qiao smiled and rubbed his daughter's fluffy little head, this snack is eaten around and around. She pointed to a river and asked, "Why does this river have so many colors?" ”

"It's a river of gems. The blue is the sapphire, the green is the emerald, and the purple is the ......"

Tang Qiao patiently listened to the child's introduction before asking, "Can anyone go to this gem river?" ”

"Yes," the little girl nodded seriously, "but only good people can pick up gems in the river of gems." Bad guys, bad guys will be washed away by the river. ”

"In this way, the River of Jewels is still a river of wisdom. You can tell the good from the bad. "Compared with painting, Tang Qiao thinks that his daughter may be more suitable for making up stories, after all, Sanguan is so positive and so good at nonsense.

"Well, Aze's father said that the bad guys will do more bad things when they take the gems." The little girl didn't remember until then that she seemed to have a father. So he asked urgently, "What about Daddy Aze?" Didn't he go out with him? ”

The female bodyguard guarding the door of the room suddenly raised her throat.

Tang Qiao's face was obviously gloomy, but soon, she suppressed her emotions in front of her daughter and said in a flat tone: "He has something to do, and he hasn't come back yet." Your dad is very busy every day. ”

The little girl seemed to feel something, oh, and didn't mention Ye Zeting again.

After that, Tang Qiao and Grandma Yu bathed little Arlene together, told her a bedtime story, and then returned to his room exhausted.

It's already past ten o'clock at night, and Ye Zeting hasn't come back yet.

The female bodyguard was extremely cautious in mentioning, "Why don't you make a phone call and ask?" ”

Maybe something happened to Dashao? Otherwise, according to his usual practice, it would never be possible not to contact the young grandmother for so long.

"What do you ask? Don't come back if he kinds! Tang Qiao's anger value soared to eighteen thousand in an instant, "If he doesn't come back, I can just take the child to remarry——"

The sound of the elevator interrupted her words.

Tang Qiao hurriedly stretched out his head to look, and it was Ye Zeting himself who came out of the elevator.

But it's good that she didn't see him, and when she saw him, she was even more angry. Because at this time, Ye Zeting was drunk and was brought back by Zhuo Di and another bodyguard.

"What the hell is going on?" Tang Qiao waited for Zhuo Di to put Ye Zeting, who was full of wine, on the bed, before he frowned and stopped Zhuo Di to ask.

"I don't know very well, grandmother, it was already like this when I went to pick people up." There was a hint of dodge in Zhuodi's gaze. He was obviously lying, so he was afraid that Tang Qiao would find out.

"Why did he go drinking? Who did you drink with? Why did he ......?"

Tang Qiao asked several questions, but Zhuo Di shook his head vigorously.

Tang Qiao knew that something was wrong, she picked up the phone and dialed Mu Yafeng directly, and said to Zhuo Di, "If you don't say it, I'll ask someone else." ”

"Grandma!" Zhuo Di actually snatched Tang Qiao's phone, and persuaded her not to make this call for various clumsy reasons, "It's getting late, Miss Mu Qi should be sleeping, right?" If there's something to do, let's talk about it tomorrow. ”

"Give me my phone back!" Tang Qiao glared at Zhuo Di angrily and reached out to him to ask for his phone.

"Da Shao Grandma, Da Shao drank a little too much, why don't I stay here with him tonight, so as not to disturb your rest, do you think it's okay?" Zhuo Di returned the mobile phone to Tang Qiao, but he didn't know what he did secretly, and actually blocked the signal of the mobile phone.

In other words, Tang Qiao couldn't call out when he got his mobile phone.

"Restore my cell phone signal." Tang Qiao's anger is now off the charts, and he is already a walking powder keg.

Zhuo Di's heart was also afraid, so he screamed and then covered his thumb, "My hand hurts." Grandma, do you have any medicine? ”

"Okay! Come with me, right? Tang Qiao immediately ran to Ye Zeting, saw her lie on the bed, and then patted the vacant place on the bed towards Zhuo Di, "Aren't you going to stay here with him?" Come, leave a space for you, you lie down in the middle! ”

"Grandma, I was wrong." Zhuo Di was so frightened that his legs and stomach were weak, and he almost knelt down for Tang Qiao. Why do the gods always suffer when they fight? It doesn't make sense.

"Let's be honest." Tang Qiao sat up, his eyes sharp.

"......" Zhuo Di lowered his head and stood at the table in the living room, not daring to say a word. If he could tell the truth, wouldn't he have said it early in the morning? I really don't let him say it.

"Alright, you can go back." Tang Qiao was not embarrassed by Zhuo Di and waved him away. It's just that Ye Zeting wants this night to pass so quietly, and there is no door!

Is it drunk? Let's take a look at how drunk he is.

"Grandma...... young man," Zhuo Di said weakly. He didn't dare to leave, the instructions given by the young man were to take care of him for one night, and not let the young grandmother see anything abnormal.

"Aren't you leaving?" Tang Qiao didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he directly unbuttoned and undressed. directly frightened Zhuo Di so much that he crawled out of the room, and closed the door for her by the way.

Tang Qiao stopped the movement in her hand, she was just scaring and scaring Zhuo Di, how could she really get off?

She rolled on the bed, quietly came to Ye Zeting's side, and sniffed carefully. Although the overwhelming smell of alcohol made her want to vomit, she still endured the discomfort and forced herself to smell her husband.

Under the cover of the strong smell of alcohol, there was a faint smell of blood, which wafted into her nose.

Tang Qiao took Ye Zeting's pulse with one hand, and searched for it on his body with the other hand-