Chapter Twenty-Seven: It's He Who Makes Himself!
Tang Ling is now talking with a gun and a stick, how can he still be gentle and tactful as before.
Fu Yan frowned and threw out a sentence coldly.
"I think you can't wait to marry another man, right?"
He had seen her holding other men at the banquet before, and later learned that the woman she was holding in Luo Ruicheng's arms when she was on the news was also her.
She is now like a flower and butterfly, and there is an endless stream of men around her, but I am afraid that there is no place for him in my heart!
In the face of his sarcasm, Tang Ling only smiled faintly.
"Whatever you think, the one in my family is still waiting for me, I'll go first."
After that, she didn't care about Fu Yan's iron-blue look at all, and walked away.
Qiao Qingqing felt the powerful aura around Fu Yan disperse, and subconsciously wanted to leave quietly, but was stopped by Fu Yan violently.
"Qiao Qingqing!"
He had been letting her mess around before, just because he felt that he had treated her as Tang Qi's stand-in back then, and he was ashamed of her feelings, but now she is still pestering him not to say anything, and she also treats him as a human ladder to climb up.
It's getting more and more excessive!
The person who can use him Fu Yan as a ladder to climb up is not born yet!
"From now on, if you dare to talk nonsense to the media again, try it, and I will let you go up as you go!"
Qiao Qingqing's lips trembled slightly.
"Fu Yan, I didn't talk nonsense, it was all nonsense from the media, you know, I just like you, I don't have a bad heart!"
Fu Yan's cold gaze swept across her face.
"You know best what you have in your heart, don't appear in front of me again in the future, leave yourself a little dignity."
Just as Jiang Lin rushed over.
"Mr. Fu, how did you get out of the ward? Let's go back! ”
Fu Yan followed him away.
"Uncle Tang, you find someone to take care of him, and you must not let him get lost again."
Jiang Lin nodded immediately.
If Tang Ling hadn't brought Tang Zhiyang to Fu Yan's hospital to see a doctor, Jiang Lin would not have been able to find someone at all, and this time, he wouldn't let Tang Zhiyang get lost again.
People walk tea cool.
Only Qiao Qingqing was left standing alone in the corridor.
She gritted her teeth, a look of resentment on her face.
Tang Ling, I've already let you go! You're back to mess with me! Then don't blame me for being ruthless!
Back then, she could force Tang Ling to die once, and she could force her to die a second time!
She made a phone call to Fu Shu.
"Tang Ling is back."
There was a short scream from the other end.
"Sister Qingqing, you can't drink too much, right? Tang Ling is not already ......"
"Look at the news, it should be on. Take care of your mouth, Bao Wanli's incident back then must not be leaked to a third person! ”
Qiao Qingqing hung up the phone directly.
She called Fu Shu, because she was worried that Fu Shu was young and was frightened by Tang Ling, so she directly exposed the truth.
Tang Ling returned to the hotel, sat on the sofa tiredly, and took a deep breath.
Whether Tang Qi is dead or alive is still an unknown mystery.
Where should Tang Zhiyang go from here? He doesn't approve of his daughter at all, does he still have to rush to post it upside down?
Will Fu Yan get a divorce obediently? Will there be any moths?
A series of questions, like a mess, entangled in the mind.
"Mommy?" A whirring sound pulled Tang Ling's thoughts back to reality.
She looked back.
Tang Keai, who was wearing strawberry pajamas, came to the front, her milky face looked seven points similar to Tang Ling, and the faint coldness between her eyebrows looked very much like that person.
"But Ai, why haven't you slept yet?"
"Mommy, is it okay to blame grandpa? Are you just as scared as Keshen? Do you want me to hug you too? ”
Looking at her warm and lovely face, Tang Ling felt a warm current in his heart.
In her life, the thing she regrets the least is giving birth to Tang Keai and Tang Keshen.
They were the light that dragged her out of hell.
"Okay, thank you." Tang Ling raised his hand to wrap his arms around her soft body.
At this time, Tang Keshen rubbed his sleepy eyes, stumbled in front of Tang Ling, and threw himself into her arms.
"Mommy, I'll hug you too."
Tang Ling hugged his whole world and was satisfied.
In order to protect them, Tang Ling decided to leave here once he got the divorce certificate and never came back.
Not far from the hotel, a limited edition Rolls-Royce is parked.
The man sitting in the back seat of the car looked gloomy and uncertain.
He looked up at the towering building, trying to find the one where Tang Ling lived.
Jiang Lin couldn't help but said: "Mr. Fu, when my wife comes back, I sent someone to escort her all the way, and it's in this hotel, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”
Fu Yan also had a rare hint of hesitation on his face.
When he was in the hospital just now, Tang Ling's emotions were so excited.
Would she still want to see herself?
After being silent for a while, Fu Yan still couldn't let go of the worry in his heart.
"Okay, go up and have a look."
Jiang Lin magically took out a bouquet of flowers from the back compartment and handed it to Fu Yan.
"Mr. Fu, don't look at people and go empty-handed."
He winked at Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's eyes sank slightly, and he calmly took the bouquet from his hand.
The two entered the hotel and went straight to the elevator.
Fu Yan had a faint hint of excitement in his heart, as if he was about to see Tang Ling, which made his heart beat faster.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped in place.
The elevator door opened, and Tang Ling's amazing beauty appeared at the elevator door.
The years have not left any traces on her face, but have taken away those painful pasts.
She was holding a little boy in her hand, and beside her stood a tall man with a little girl in his arms.
Fu Yan has seen all these people.
Those two children were the twins who were almost hit by his car.
That man was Jian Hanmo, the behind-the-scenes boss who made his debut at the Xiao family's banquet.
The picture of these four people together is warm and harmonious, like a happy family of four.
Fu Yan's heart was beating like thunder, and the muscles in his whole body were tense with anger.
The corners of his mouth collapsed into a straight line.
"Mr. Fu?"
Jiang Lin was shocked when he saw this scene.
Last time, he thought these two children were very familiar, but he didn't expect it to be Tang Ling's children!
He subconsciously looked up at Fu Yan.
Fu Yan just stood in place, his palms clenched into fists fiercely, watching the four of them leave with laughter and laughter.
"Huh."
Fu Yan suddenly sneered.
Raised his hand and threw the bouquet in his hand on the ground.
He lifted his feet and strode out the door.
It's insane!
He is the president of Fu Group, and he actually ran to the hotel in the middle of the night for Tang Ling, and watched her show affection with other men!
It seems that you are the only one who has suffered in the past five years! She Tang Ling is better off than anyone else! More chic than anyone else!
It's your own passion!
Tang Ming, who had just walked out of the hotel, felt a chill on his back, as if someone was staring at him, but he didn't see anyone when he turned around.
She smiled and said, "Tang Keshen, today is for the sake of your frightened face, I took you out for supper, there is no next time." ”
Tang Keshen said coquettishly: "Mommy, I know you love me the most!" ”
Tang Keai scoffed.
"Brother, you will grow into a big fat man sooner or later!"
Jian Hanmo suddenly leaned into Tang Ling's ear, and her breath passed over her ear, crispy and numb.
"Have you prepared the divorce agreement? Do you need my help? ”
Tang Ling subconsciously dodged a little, and the roots of his ears were red.
"No, I've been ready for a long time, and I'll have someone send it to the Fu Group early tomorrow morning."