Tan Zhe's face was a little embarrassed, his face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, but he just lowered his head and didn't speak.

I smiled, reached out to shake hands with Tan Che, and warmly approached him: "You are Mr. Tan, right?" I heard Mr. Tan introduce you to me, saying that you have a successful career and are a role model for my generation. ”

Tan Che put his hands in his pockets, he didn't mean to shake hands with me at all, the expression on his face was disdainful, and his tone was also contemptuous: "Who are you?"

I naturally withdrew my hand hanging in the air, and the smile on my face did not diminish: "I am a friend of Lawyer Tan. Thanks to Lawyer Tan's help, if it weren't for Lawyer Tan, I would ......."

I was going to package myself as a victim who won the lawsuit and regained his life with the help of Tan Zhe, but before the words were finished, Tan Che interrupted directly: "Then what are you doing with you at home?"

"I ...... It's just ......" Tan Che choked me to death with a word. I couldn't say the lines I had made up in an instant.

Tan Zhe had no choice but to explain: "He's my friend, I just want him to accompany me back to have a look."

Tan Che "hummed" and laughed: "When you go back to your own house, you still want someone else to accompany you?"

Tan Zhe tried to explain: "No, I, I'm just ......" In the end, he sighed softly and said nothing.

If it was a stranger on the other side, I don't care if he has money or not, I would have gone back a long time ago with his way of chatting and speaking attitude.

But standing opposite us is Tan Zhe's closest relative, I can speak two words quickly, but what good is it for Tan Zhe?

I endured and endured, swallowing the words with indignation.

The atmosphere in the living room was awkward for a while, Tan Zhe and I drank tea silently, and Tan Che actually sat down on the sofa. The servant brought him a very delicate porcelain cup, and he took two sips of it, and his posture was dragged and beaten.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Tan Zhe's mother Wen Jun to come back. She's like the rich women I've seen in the past, with exquisite makeup and proper maintenance.

As soon as she saw Tan Zhe, she obviously felt a little excited, sat beside him, took his hand and sighed that she had grown taller and thinner.

Tan Zhe is more respectful than Wen Jun, but not intimate enough. Wen Jun asked him a lot about his life, and he answered seriously, not so much like a mother-son chat, but like an interview.

I'm a little hard to imagine. If I talk to my mom like their mother and son, how can I go on with my life?

After the greetings, Tan Zhe introduced me ceremoniously. Wen Jun heard that Tan Zhe and I were good buddies, and took the initiative to ask me about some information.

I'm like this, if you play with me, I won't be polite to you, but if you really want to be polite to me, I am a little restrained: "Mrs. Tan......" I struggled for a long time before I came up with such a title.

Wen Jun waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are good brothers with ruts, and it is like going to your own home, you don't need to be polite, don't be angry, call me aunt."

I glanced back at Tan Zhe and called "Auntie" in a kind way.

The three of us sat together and talked for a while, and Tan Che sat alone on the sofa opposite and drank tea, sullenly not speaking.

After drinking two or three cups of tea, Tan Zhe tried to get to the point: "Mom, what happened to you letting me come back?"

Tan Che's eyes lifted from the teacup, first looked at Tan Zhe, and then turned to look at Wen Jun.

Wen Jun smiled "haha", waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I just miss you."

Tan Che frowned lightly and said, "Mom, are you hiding something from me?"

Wen Jun shook his head and said no, Tan Che's eagle-like sharp eyes looked at the expressions on Wen Jun and Tan Zhe's faces, as if he wanted to see something from their mothers and sons' faces.

Tan Zhe was uncomfortable with him, so he simply picked up the teacup and buried his face in a pile of clouds.

Wen Jun frowned slightly, although his voice still seemed to be calm, but his tone was already a little angry: "Why are you looking at me with these eyes?" I miss your brother, let him come back for a few days, can't you? ”

Tan Che immediately confessed, sighed and said, "Mom, I didn't mean that. I'm afraid ......."

Wen Jun didn't wait for him to finish before he interrupted sharply: "What are you afraid of?" Even if something happens, it can't fall on you, the big brother. ”

Tan Che's expression was a little helpless, the momentum just now was gone, and he explained rather clumsily: "Mom, you know that I don't mean that!"

He saw that Wen Jun's face still did not mean to ease, and he knew that staying any longer would affect his mood. I had to put down the cup and said: "The company still has some things, since I am back, I will talk to my mother at home, there is nothing to do, don't go out and run around!"

Tan Zhe nodded and said okay. Tan Che said goodbye to Wen Jun again, and then turned around and went out.

They didn't even look at me the whole time.

After Tan Che left, Tan Zhe said again: "Mom, I know my brother didn't mean that, don't be angry."

Wen Jun sighed heavily, and finally stopped saying anything.

Before dinner, Tan Zhe's father, Tan Qitong, came back. His appearance is very majestic, and he is eight or nine points similar to Tan Che, and after seeing Tan Zhe, he only said: "Are you back?" How many days? ”

Tan Zhe nodded politely and detachedly and called Dad, saying "I can't stay for a few days."

Tan Che didn't come back, but he deliberately asked people to bring back a few snacks, saying that it was to add food to the family.

Although this dim sum is delicious, Tan Zhe and I don't like sweets, so we only tasted it slightly, but Wen Jun ate everything, and told us: "This is made by a famous master in Haishi, and it is difficult to buy outside." But this is the favorite of old-fashioned people, and you young people may not like it. ”

A meal is tied up, so it's not pleasant. Finally, it was over, everyone sat down for a while and drank some tea, and Tan Zhe led me to the guest room.

I took the opportunity to ask him, "Did Auntie tell you why she called you back?"

Tan Zhe waved his hand and said, "No." She said she would talk about it tomorrow. ”

I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why do I feel that your brother speaks so badly?" Isn't he welcoming me? ”

Tan Zhe hurriedly said: "My brother is like that, he has been in the army for a long time, he has an upright temperament, in fact, he is a very good person!"

I tentatively asked him, "Do you have a conflict with him?"

Tan Zhe frowned and did not speak. I thought about it in my heart, and immediately became a little transparent, and secretly scolded myself in my heart: Are there still few grievances of wealthy families? How tragic is the history of Kowloon's seizure of the heir, and this little is still to ask people again? Isn't this a knife to stab someone in the heart?

After a while, Tan Zhe said leisurely: "There is no contradiction, but because of some things, he probably doesn't want me to come back."