Chapter 70: What kind of hatred

"Miss, don't be so polite, please come with me." One of them walked in front to lead the way for Tang Xing.

Walking all the way in, the servants who passed by all looked at Tang Xing with undisguised mockery in their eyes.

There is still a face back.

Tang Xing was not surprised, his mentality was very good, and he silently followed behind the bodyguard.

Long before she stepped into this place, she told herself that everyone but her grandmother was air.

"Miss, this time the old lady did not invite outsiders." When she arrived at the place, the bodyguard opened the door for Tang Xing, and said again before she walked in, "Miss, don't worry. ”

Mrs. Tang was also a popular figure when she was young, and now the development of the Tang Group is also good, there must be many people rushing to catch up, but Mrs. Tang did not invite outsiders to such a good opportunity as Dashou. This is just because I am afraid that many people will be mixed, and I am afraid that Tang Xing will not be comfortable.

Tang Xing's heart was like a mirror, and after saying 'um', he walked in without hesitation.

I haven't stepped here for three years, the villa has been renovated, and it is no longer the simple and modern Chinese style she used to like, looking at the pure European high-profile luxury style, Tang Xing has an indescribable strangeness here.

She didn't forget that the mother and daughter had been living abroad before, and this style was probably not to cater to them.

Tang Xing deliberately ignored this detail and walked in step by step.

On the sofa in the living room, three pairs of eyes didn't seem to notice her arrival, focusing on the content played on the big screen, and a few laughs came from time to time.

Tang Xing stopped, this happy picture, he seemed to be an outsider.

"Xiaoxing is here?" Suddenly, an old voice on the second floor broke the scene in front of him.

As this sound fell, the smile disappeared instantly from the lips of the three people on the sofa.

Tang Xing snorted lightly, no longer paused, took a few steps forward and looked up at the second floor, and smiled at the old man upstairs, "Grandma." ”

That's when the people on the couch noticed her presence.

Lin Yu stood up and stepped forward to greet the old man who was being supported downstairs by the servant, "Mom, I'll help you." ”

But he didn't want the old lady to wave her hand, "No, just let the maid come." ”

Lin Yao's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

In the past three years, no matter how much she smiles at each other, in the end she is still better than a servant?

If it weren't for the pile of property behind this old immortal, and one foot had already entered the coffin, she wouldn't have bothered to pretend to act every day.

Lin Yu withdrew his hand in a daze, and the smile on his face was not affected by the old man's words in the slightest, "Then mom, be careful." ”

The man on the sofa had been looking at Tang Xing since he discovered her existence.

The cute baby fat of childhood gradually disappeared on the face over time, the delicate facial features became clearer, two shallow pear vortices hung at the corners of the mouth, and there was an uncollected smile on the face. The temperament of the whole body is as natural and fresh as a hibiscus out of the water.

At this moment, the man seemed to see the deceased knot.

......As soon as the man said a word, the smile on the girl's face froze.

The man who realized what was going on changed his salutation to a detached sentence, "Here it is." ”

Three years ago, she told him that if she saw her again in the future, she didn't have to recognize her, and if she didn't want her to change her surname, she asked him not to go to her, let alone appear in front of her.

What kind of hatred can say such a thing and turn away without any thoughts.