Tang Yating's sudden change of attitude made Ruan Chunling not come back to her senses for a while, and Tang Hao, who was standing on the side, suddenly smiled and nodded at herself with satisfaction.

Ruan Chunling felt the warmth of her daughter in her arms, the tip of her nose was also cold, her palms were slightly loose, and the feather duster she was holding slowly fell to the ground, and tears flowed down her face uncontrollably.

"It's good to know it's wrong, it's okay. Mom doesn't really blame you. Mom knows that you must have suffered a lot of grievances in your heart, but you have to learn to be strong. Mom and your dad worked hard to get you to St. Feyton's University, not hoping that you would make many rich friends; Rather, I hope you can understand that growing up in adversity can make you mature faster. Yating, do you understand what your mother expects of you? ”

"I understand, Mom, I understand!"

Tang Yating struggled to endure the choking in her throat and nodded heavily, then turned her gaze to Tang Hao beside her, and after seeing the familiar optimistic smile on her father's face, the original waves in her heart seemed to turn into a deep calm at this moment. The unwillingness and resentment in the bottom of my heart also passed quietly from the bottom of my heart in the flow of family affection, and finally dissipated until it ceased to exist......

The waves finally calmed down, Tang Hao's family, who had finished dinner, were sitting on a sofa in the living room at the moment, Tang Xiaobin was burying his head in his homework seriously, although he occasionally raised his head from time to time to look at the TV, but when he saw that his father was watching the boring news intently, he snorted in displeasure and lowered his head again.

And Tang Yating, who had just exchanged heartfelt feelings with her parents, was quietly leaning on her mother's shoulder at the moment, with a shallow smile on her face. Because after all, it was her mother's words just now that untied the knot that had been pressed in her heart and kept her mood low. And now she understands that no matter what others think of her, she should learn to be patient, learn to be tolerant, and learn to understand each other.

"Mom, can you tell me who will come to our house for dinner tomorrow? Dad said it was his high school classmate, but I always felt weird when I looked at his expression, and when I asked him just now, he always smiled at me mysteriously. So I always felt like there was something wrong with that. ”

Tang Yating's mouth was slightly upturned, and she sat next to Ruan Chunling and asked softly, still holding each other's hands with her mother's hands. Because Tang Yating has had a cold body since she was a child, her hands and feet will become extremely cold every summer. Ruan Chunling In order to prevent Yating from having chilblains on her hands, Ruan Chunling has been warming her daughter with her body.

"Actually, I don't know. Originally, I didn't agree with your father bringing his classmate's family to the house, after all, they are all rich and powerful families, where can we afford to entertain this ordinary house, in case something happens...... Alas. ”

When Ruan Chunling said this, her eyes glared at Tang Hao, who was still looking at the news intently, with a hint of worry on her face. And the main reason is that she always feels that something is wrong in her heart, but she can't say it for a while.

"Since Mom, you don't agree, then why did you end up with Dad?"

Tang Yating grinned, in her memory, it seemed that whenever her parents disagreed, it seemed that her father finally chose to compromise, so why did she ...... this time

Tang Yating thought so, and her expression of curiosity couldn't help but jump on her face.

Ruan Chunling took a sip of Tang Yating angrily, how could she not know what her daughter was thinking about in her heart. Seeing Tang Yating embarrassedly put away the inexplicable smile on her face, Ruan Chunling opened her mouth to explain: "It's not Xiaobin's child yet, I have to shout to invite her Aunt Hongxia to ......."

"Aunt Hongxia?" Tang Yating was stunned at first when she heard this name, but then she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around suddenly to look at Ruan Chunling, and said tentatively, "Mom, you can't say it, the one Xiaobin always likes to mention, and often goes to his school to see his 'Aunt Hongxia', right?" ”

Ruan Chunling stared at Tang Yating, and nodded slightly with a complicated expression after a moment.

"Oh my God, could it be that Dad's classmate and the 'Aunt Hongxia' in Xiaobin's mouth, they are ......" Tang Yating pulled her slender hand out of her mother's palm, covering her red lips with an incredulous expression, "How can there be such a coincidence?" ”

"You can still laugh. There was something even more surprising to me. ”

"What is it?" Tang Yating couldn't wait to know, so she didn't notice the worry that flashed in the corner of her mother's eyes.

"Your dad said that his classmate's daughter is from your school, and you still know her."

When Ruan Chunling said this, she had a feeling of disbelief, after all, all this was indeed too coincidental. As far as Ruan Chunling's own experience in her youth is concerned, she feels that under the coincidence, what is likely to be hidden is not some kind of established fate, but with a deep purpose that has been pre-planned a long time ago.

"From our school, I still know each other?" Tang Yating couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, and then asked even more curiously, "Didn't Dad tell you who it was?" ”

"No, I thought you knew who it was, so of course I wouldn't have asked about it. You really don't know who it is? ”

Ruan Chunling also looked at her daughter with some surprise, thinking in her heart what was going on with this Tang Hao, she didn't tell her and her daughter anything, is it necessary to be so mysterious?

"Forget it, don't think about it if you don't know, no matter who comes tomorrow, just don't have anything unforeseeable." Ruan Chunling looked at Tang Hao's father and son on the side, and she didn't know whether she was comforting Tang Yating or comforting herself, and after finishing speaking, she got up and persuaded Tang Yating, "Mom will go to clean up the room first, you can rest for a while, and you can finally go home on the weekend." ”

"Hmm." Tang Yating smiled sweetly and nodded, looking at the back of her mother's departure, Dai Mei finally frowned slowly, and muttered to herself in a low voice, "But who will it be, I don't know many classmates in school......"

"Squeak—"

The muffled sound of brakes sent a trail of gray dust down, and a silver Ferrari came to a steady halt in the parking lot outside the gate of a large hotel. Out of the car out of a man, a woman, an old three figures, they looked up at the hotel building written in front of the "Sophia International Hotel" nine neon shining big characters, eyes finally swept a touch of relaxation after the tired, after all, after a day of driving finally to the place to stay.

"Mom, grandpa, you go in first, book a room and send a message to tell me. I'll go run errands first and I'll be back soon. ”

Shao Yang looked at his mother, and originally wanted to tell her that he didn't have to wait for him to come back to rest, but after seeing the latter staring at his rather serious look, he had to hold back this sentence.

After Shao Yang then instructed a few words, he didn't hesitate any longer, turned around and sat back in the driver's seat, and then drove towards the Songhai First People's Hospital at high speed.

"You should know what Yangyang is going to do, right?" Seeing Shao Yang's car drive out of his sight, Nalan Qian withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at his daughter beside him and asked in a deep voice.

Nalan Ying nodded slightly, but her eyes were still looking at the direction of Shao Yang's departure, but there was a hint of emptiness in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something in a distracted manner.

"Then you're still going to let him go?" Nalan Qian was worried that Shao Yang's investigation would affect his learning state and state of mind, although he knew that his grandson had always been different from ordinary people in terms of reasoning, and he also had a strong psychological tolerance, but after all, it had been so long, and most importantly, the deceased in this case, but his own biological father, Nalan Qian couldn't help but worry when he thought of this.

"Dad, why did you blame me? If I can stop Yang Yang, how can I not stop him? Nalan Ying sighed lightly, she knew very well how her son was persistent, even if he could dissuade him for a while, he would still not give up, so it was better to follow his ideas than this. But no matter what the result is, she, as a mother, will definitely stand on her son's side and choose to support and believe.

Nalan Qian smiled chic when he heard this, as if the wrinkles on his face had dissipated a lot in the night light, and after waving his hand helplessly, he took the lead in turning his head and walking towards the lobby on the ground floor of the hotel.

"Dad, slow down, I'll help you." Nalan Ying was stunned for a moment when she saw this, and then hurriedly reminded to keep up.

"No, my bones aren't old enough to be helped." Nalan Qian continued to pace without looking back, and the father and daughter walked into the only five-star hotel in this coastal city one after the other.

The candle flame is sultry at night, and the autumn breeze blows, sweeping away the dust that has accumulated on both sides of the street for a day. Cold dew descended on this quiet coastal city in northern latitudes, and all kinds of trees and flowers were glowing white in the moonlight.

In an elegantly furnished bedroom on the second floor of the Liujia Garden Villa in the coastal modern city, a beautiful shadow is lying quietly on the silk cotton bed, looking at the stars in the night sky outside the sky through the half-rolled incense curtain, and the mood seems to fall into a thick memory again at this moment.

"I don't know who my classmate my dad is talking about? Although I have many classmates in Santa Fe Eton, I have been to their house as a close acquaintance, and I have never heard of any of them whose father was my father's classmate in high school. ”