Accustomed to her suppleness and well-behaved, she looked indifferent at the moment, looking at him like a stranger, very irritable.

Tang Zhengqiang suddenly remembered the cute young boy many years ago, and called him "Dad" in a milky voice.

For a moment, it seemed like time was out of order.

The unknown pain made his breathing become more and more urgent, his face turned red, he covered his heart and inhaled heavily, and his weak voice actually gave people a sense of warmth.

"Xiao Yu ......"

"Sister, you're too much! How can you talk to your dad like this. ”

Tang Qingyin was sitting next to Tang Zhengqiang, and immediately noticed that his expression softened, and immediately jumped out, blaming her for not caring about the relationship between father and daughter.

Holding Tang Zhengqiang's chest, he made a gesture of filial piety to his daughter.

"You haven't been home for many days, we are very worried about you, especially Dad, I have been talking to you several times, Dad is partial to me on weekdays, but there are still five fingers long, can't you be more considerate of Dad? An unsatisfactory destruction of half of the family's property, how do you let our father face the ancestors of the Tang family? ”

Seeing that the trace of warmth in Tang Zhengqiang's eyes disappeared, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Her calculations did not escape Tang Qingyu's eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she competed for favor everywhere, constantly provoking her relationship with Tang Zhengqiang.

Thinking of the past entanglements, and the fact that he had had enough of all kinds of threats and calculations recently, Tang Qingyu's heart rushed upward, and there was a fire in his eyes.

Strode forward, dragging her by the hair to the center of the living room.

The sudden action startled everyone, and they were caught off guard by her.

"What are you doing, let it go!"

"Let go of Yinyin."

"Tang Qingyu, you are so rebellious and my sisters kill each other, I must let Qin Ye see your true face! Wait for Qin Ye to dump you, see how arrogant you are! Xia Cheng, who had been sitting on the side and watching the play for a long time, echoed.

Tang Qingyu stepped on Tang Qingyin's arm, nailed her to the ground, and the hand pulling her hair upward, a smile on the corner of her mouth was wantonly.

"Yo, isn't this Uncle Xia? I haven't seen you for many days, and you're still shining, oh yes, how is Jasmine doing this time? I really didn't think of her if you didn't come, wait until today...... Not tomorrow, I'm going to visit her tomorrow. ”

Good no good?

She still had the face to ask.

Xia Cheng thought of his daughter, and his heart hurt like a knife.

The baby girl he held in his hand was reduced to the point where he was not a prostitute but more like a prostitute, and the encounter simply tore out his heart.

Xia Cheng was extremely angry: "You still have the face to mention Jasmine!" She treats you like a good friend, she pits her heart and lungs out of you, and you throw her into that dirty place to make people miserable. ”

Tang Qingyin at his feet struggled violently.

Tang Qingyu flipped her wrist, wrapped her hair around her little arm, and lifted it vigorously.

Tang Qingyin screamed in pain: "Ah...... Dad, save me......"

Tang Zhengqiang, who was three steps away, scolded Tang Qingyu with an ugly face, and was ready to step forward to rescue his beloved daughter from the sea of suffering.

Tang Qingyu's eyes surged with dangerous light, and he dragged Tang Qingyin back urgently, and a silver hairpin appeared in his hand at some point, and the tip was against her neck.

"Don't come here, I don't dare to do anything murderous, but I still have the courage to ruin her face," she held the hairpin and slid it on Tang Qingyin's face, and blood beads popped out of the ground: "Tsk, what a delicate little face, it's a pity to ruin it." ”

The corners of Tang Qingyan's mouth twitched slightly, and he said that it was a pity, but he was a little merciful.

Like a pretty boy who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade.

To tell the truth, listen to the underwhelmed ones.

His hands itched when he saw it.