At night, Jiang Tang sat on the edge of the bed, there was no light in the room, only the cold moonlight shone into the empty room through the window.

Strange as it may seem, when night falls, the electricity in her courtyard is cut off, and she does not even receive a candle, so that the man can enter her room without fear of being seen by her.

There was a creak, and the door opened.

"I heard you're looking for me?" A deep, cold voice rang out in the doorway.

The night was thick, Jiang Tang had already prepared for him to come, and looked up without being salty.

The man stood in the doorway, the moonlight hitting his shoulder like frost, he bit a cigarette in his mouth, he wore a black top hat, most of his face was hidden under the brim, and the orange light of the cigarette only reflected his lips.

Jiang Tang didn't reply, glanced at him, and then withdrew his gaze, the housekeeper's son and the people in the old lady's courtyard were obviously not him.

The man was already accustomed to Jiang Tang's indifference, sneered without being salty, raised his legs and strode into the room.

Slender fingers picked up Jiang Tang's chin, her silhouette was at least soft on the surface in the moonlight, he narrowed his eyes, took the cigarette in his mouth with two fingers, and couldn't help but lean over and kiss the corner of her lips.

Suddenly, a light lit up.

The light came unexpectedly, Jiang Tang looked at the person in front of him, and his disappointment was like cold water poured on his head.

"You are not a descendant of the Jin family at all!" Her face was furious, and her delicate brows were furrowed.

The man in front of him still maintained the posture of leaning over to kiss her, a face was deep and straight, the outline was angular, and the cold eyes were bottomless, overflowing with strong coercion, and it was clear at a glance that he was the superior who often commanded from a high position.

At this moment, his face was tense, his thin lips were pursed, and layers of anger were brewing, and his eyes were deep and sharp staring at her who dared to look at him.

"Yes, you're guts." The corners of his lips slowly raised, but his smile grew colder and colder.

His hand pinching her chin gradually became stronger, and every word was like an ice blade to delay her, and then she was afraid to climb up Jiang Tang's back like a poisonous snake, and she couldn't stop shivering.

"Who ......the hell are you?"

The man sneered coldly, still disdainful of answering Jiang Tang's words, snatched the flashlight from her hand and turned it off, and bullied her into the couch.

Jiang Tang struggled hard, but to no avail, she bit his broad shoulder with a hard bite, and her teeth clearly pierced into his flesh.

Blood was gushing down his shoulders, and he didn't say a word, but for the first time he changed his way of asking for it.

By the time he was done, Jiang Tang had passed out.

Before leaving, he stood on the edge of the couch, his fingertips gently caressing her red and swollen lips, the corners of which were still stained with the blood on his shoulder, and he rubbed them back and forth two or three times with affection.

"Tang Tang, we have a long way to come."

……

Another few days, getting closer and closer to the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Tang waited for Du Peiyun to get up, and was about to go back to the yard to make up for sleep, when he was suddenly stopped by Uncle An.

"Grandma, Master Jiang and his aunt came to see you, and now you are waiting in the front hall, can you go and take a look?" Uncle An spoke in a proper manner, and did not look down on Jiang Tang because he was a widow.

No matter how powerful he is, he is also a servant, and he knows it in his heart, otherwise he will not be able to sit firmly in the chair of the butler.

Jiang Wanqing is now bringing her aunt to the Jin Mansion, Jiang Tang really doesn't want to see her according to her own wishes, she doesn't like these two people anymore, so when the Jin family returned to the door for three days, she didn't mention her and didn't say anything.

Dan Yuli, she should go and see her.

In the front hall, Jiang Wanqing was wearing a light gray slanted robe, sitting on the side seat and waiting anxiously, he had not yet seen his fortune when he was over forty, but his figure had lost some weight, and he was followed by Aunt Wan who wore a cheongsam and permed fashionable curly hair.

Jiang Tang usually didn't take Fucui when he went out, and stepped into the front hall alone, Jiang Wanqing couldn't wait to get up after seeing her, and Aunt Wan was even more happy.

"Tangtang, you are here, you listen to your aunt explain to you, neither your aunt nor your father expected that Jin Shanzong would ...... He disappeared suddenly, we thought that the Jin family was a famous family, and we knocked you unconscious for your good......" Aunt Wan grabbed Jiang Tang's arm, and as soon as she finished speaking, she hid her face and cried.

Her crying was a bit real, Jiang Tang was too lazy to think, and let Aunt Wan grab her arm and cry, she raised her eyes to look at the middle-aged man.

Jiang Wanqing came into contact with Jiang Tang's indifferent gaze, his face stiffened slightly, and he pulled the corners of his lower lip unnaturally.

"Tang Tang, are you okay these days?" His voice was slightly low and vicissitudes, and he smiled restrainedly and guiltily.

Jiang Tang looked at him, "It's not good." ”

There was no one else in the front hall, Uncle An left with interest, and Jiang Tang sat on the other side of the hall, opposite Jiang Wanqing and Aunt Wan opposite.

Jiang Tang resents Jiang Wanqing, Jiang Wanqing knows this very well, but for the sake of the future of the Jiang family, even if Jiang Tang is so resentful that he can't kill his father, he has to come.

Now, he is here to talk about the future of the Jiang family.

"Earlier, Mrs. Jin said that as long as you marry, the Jin family will help our Jiang family make a comeback in Chang'an City, but more than half a month has passed, and there is still no news from her side, can you inquire for your father?"

Jiang Tang smiled sarcastically when he heard this.

She slowly put down the teacup in her hand, her heart was cold, and she still looked at Jiang Wanqing with a smile, "I killed the eldest grandson of the Jin family, do you think she can still help the Jiang family make a comeback?" ”

Jiang Wanqing choked, "This ......"

Jin Shanzong's illness has long been incurable, not so much that Jiang Tang died, but that when his life came, Jiang Tang was unlucky and collided.

Aunt Wan listened beside her, and interjected unwillingly: "How can we say that we are also married, we can't suffer this loss, if the Jin family doesn't help, we will reconcile, why should we keep him a widow for the rest of his life?" ”

"What if the Jin family is willing to help?" Jiang Tang asked rhetorically, with coldness in his eyes.

"If you are willing to help, then you will be guarded, your father has raised you for eighteen years, and it is worth it to exchange you for the glorious future of the Jiang family." Aunt Wan blurted out.

Jiang Tang stared at her coldly and did not speak.

Jiang Wanqing couldn't help glaring at Aunt Wan, and when Aunt Wan saw Jiang Tang's eyes cold, she was shocked and quickly covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

Jiang Tang lightly withdrew her gaze from Aunt Wan, she was not very disgusted with this aunt who was big-chested and brainless and wrote everything on her face, but her broken mouth often made her heart clogged.

"What does my father think?" Jiang Tang looked at Jiang Wanqing, his expression was faint and did not show emotion.

Jiang Wanqing was silent for two seconds, lowered his head, and sighed in embarrassment.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Tang with a firm gaze, gritted his teeth, knelt on his knees with a pop, and kowtowed heavily to Jiang Tang.