Chapter 7 Unruly Uncle Qin
"You can't do it, naturally someone else will be on top."
Scold...... Here's the point.
"Your sister Qingyin will come back from Singapore next week, your marriage contract with Handong will be replaced by your sister, this time you have ruined the friendship between the Tang family and the Wei family, Qingyin has to sacrifice herself for the reputation of the Tang family, and when Qingyin comes back, you have to thank her well."
What a righteous word, how does it sound so unpleasant.
Tang Qinghuan crossed his feet, swaying and looking very leisurely, as if what Tang Zhengqiang said had nothing to do with her, and asked with a smile: "Do you have to sacrifice?" Or would you rather sacrifice yourself? β
Her sister has coveted Wei Handong for a day or two, and now that she has an accident, the happiest person is Tang Qingyin, less than 24 hours after the news came out, Tang Qingyin, who is far away in Singapore, and her gentle and virtuous stepmother know the news so quickly, it is really fast enough.
Either Tang Zhengqiang told them for the first time, or the mother and daughter have been paying attention to the country.
The first one is okay to say, if it's the second...... This is where it comes in.
Previously, Tang Huan thought that yesterday's incident was done by Xia Jasmine, after all, she was too obvious, after a night of buffering, thinking about it carefully, it was impossible for a small Xia Jasmine to mobilize the red card reporters of major news newspapers.
Among them, Tang Qingyin's mother and daughter are probably also involved, but I don't know if there is his father's handwriting in this matter.
Tang Qinghuan has always known that her marriage contract with Wei Handong is based on family background, and she has climbed high, and many women in the northern capital are envious, but who has considered her feelings.
When she was first engaged, she was forced, and no one asked her if she wanted to.
A marriage, Xia Jasmine was worried about it before, and Tang Qingyin coveted it later, and after persisting for so many years, she was also tired.
Forget it, let them toss and go.
"What do you mean by that? Could it be that our Qingyin will still worry about your fiancΓ©? Ding Nan, the eldest aunt of the Tang family, couldn't get used to the sarcasm in her tone, and ran to Tang Qinghuan slowly: "Tell me about you, what is comparable to our Qingyin, you don't want to mess around with other men behind Handong's back, Qingyin will clean up the aftermath for you, you still don't appreciate it?" β
"That's right, if you want to say that we are clear, we must have a figure, we must have a good look, we must have a degree, we must have a degree, not someone can compare."
"It's just that, unlike some people, I don't know what means I used to hook Young Master Wei at the beginning, and now I'm cuckolding people again, tsk."
A group of people praised Tang Qingyin, Tang Qinghuan listened to it with relish, hey, Tang Qingyin has become a fairy and descended to earth, these people are really funny.
Tang Zhengqiang likes to hear others praise his daughter, of course, this daughter is only Tang Qingyin, as for Tang Qinghuan, he has never cared.
"Your aunt is right, Qingyin is to clean up the aftermath for you, you have to remember her kindness."
"Gotta get it, stop it, kindness? Why don't you just let me be a cow and a horse for her for the rest of my life? Okay, everything that needs to be said has been said, and you didn't ask me to come back to discuss with me, just do what you want. β
As long as the Wei family agrees, she has no opinion.
Besides, it's useless to have an opinion.
Tang Qinghuan stood up, moved his neck, turned around and walked to the door, waving his hand and saying, "I'll go first, bye." β
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Royal Pavilion, 99th floor.
The sound of fists hitting flesh is incessant, mixed with the wails of men, one after another, just like a beautiful and moving music, it sounds wonderful.
Another heavy blow, hitting the opponent's stomach, Qin Mo retracted his fist, looked down at the person who fell to the ground from head to toe, and asked with satisfaction: "Is it cool?" β