Bai Rui's original prepared full rhetoric was blocked in his throat at this moment, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable when he saw his good brother suddenly become like this.

"Fu Yan, don't be like this."

Before he could comfort him for a few more words, Fu Yan swept away the loneliness just now and put on a mask of indifference.

"Stay away from her."

After saying this, Fu Yan drove to catch up with Tang Ling's car.

He watched Tang Ling drive the car to one of the best kindergartens in the city, and picked up Tang Keai and Tang Keshen again.

One big and two small, talking and laughing together, the picture is very harmonious.

Fu Yan suddenly had a heart attack, and he couldn't help but think - how good it would be if those two were really his.

Tang Ling was about to get into the car, when the side light suddenly swept to Fu Yan's familiar car.

He actually followed himself to the kindergarten!

Tang Ling was shocked and angry, first stuffed the two children into the car, and strode in front of Fu Yan.

She slammed the window a few times.

Fu Yan rolled down the car window, his face was very cold.

"Fu Yan, if you follow me again, I'll call the police!"

"You're still my wife, and even if you call the police, the police won't take care of our housework."

Fu Yan is very clear.

Tang Ling was angry for a while, "You madman! ”

"Did you know me on the first day?" Fu Yan asked rhetorically.

Tang Ling didn't know when Fu Yan became such a scoundrel!

"Don't stalk me anymore, and you don't come to my house again! You're not welcome! ”

"Lingling, I have no ill will."

He actually opened his mouth to call her Lingling.

Hearing these two words, Tang Ling could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

She turned around and threw her hand in his face!

He could have hidden, but he didn't!

Within half an hour, he had already been slapped twice by Tang Ling.

But he was like a statue, standing straight in front of her, his eyes firm.

"As long as you can get angry, you can beat me as much as you want."

Tang Ling felt a pain in his heart.

She hates it.

She would rather Fu Yan talk to her in the same tone as before, refute her, and bully her, rather than see Fu Yan begging her like this.

This will only make her already firm heart shake again!

"You're going to go crazy, whatever you want! I don't accompani! ”

Tang Ling turned around quickly, for fear that if she planted a second later, the tears in her eyes would be seen by her.

Just as Tang Ling was about to get into the car, the call from the nursing home suddenly called.

There was an anxious voice on the other end.

"Miss Tang, it's not good! Mr. Donald is dying! ”

"What?!" Tang Ling was shocked!

"Mr. Tang had a sudden cerebral infarction, and now he has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and he is still chanting your name in his mouth, hoping to see you for the last time!"

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

No matter how disappointed Tang Ling was with Tang Zhiyang before, at this moment, she still felt a huge pain sweeping through her body.

After all, that's her father who has raised her for twenty years......

"I'll go to the hospital right away!"

Tang Ling's voice attracted Fu Yan's attention.

"What's wrong? What are you doing in the hospital? ”

Tang Ling turned his head to look at him, and the tears in his eyes were unobstructed.

"My dad is dying."

Fu Yan immediately looked behind him and shouted, "Jiang Lin! Come here! ”

"Mr. Fu!"

"You send the two children home immediately now, and I'll take Tang Ling to the hospital!" Just go! ”

Fu Yan sat in the driver's seat and looked at Tang Ling, who was still stunned.

"Get in the car!"

Tang Ling didn't hesitate any longer, and stepped into the passenger seat.

Fu Yan stepped on the accelerator frantically, and the car rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Tang Ling still called Tang Keai.

"Can you and your brother go home with Uncle Jiang first? Mommy has something to take care of and will be back soon! ”

"Okay, Mommy, we'll wait for you to come home for dinner."

Tang Keai looked at the look on Jiang Lin's face and guessed that something should have happened, but she was very considerate and didn't add any more trouble to Tang Ling.

When he arrived at the hospital, Tang Ling's steps when he got out of the car were a little soft.

Fu Yan helped her.

His dark eyes stared straight at her, like a giant vortex.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Tang Ling didn't answer his words, but lowered his head and walked in silently.

The closer she got to the ward, the heavier her steps became.

Until the moment she stood in front of the ward, the door of the ward was pushed open from the inside, and a group of doctors and nurses came out and shook their heads at her.

The head doctor sighed: "Go and see your father for the last time." ”

Tang Ling's hands and feet were numb.

Even if she was not born to Tang Zhiyang, even if Tang Zhiyang had threatened to no longer recognize her, he still called out her name at the moment of his death.

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

Tang Ling's voice was too hoarse to hear.

She walked slowly into the room.

On the hospital bed, all the instruments and equipment have been removed, and only Tang Zhiyang is lying alone.

His breathing was so weak that he could barely see.

As soon as Tang Ling walked to the side of the bed, his eyes suddenly opened, looked at Tang Ling and shouted, "Lingling!" ”

Then his hands hung down from the side of the bed, and his eyes were wide open, dead and empty.

He's dead.

Since then, Tang Ling has no father.

Tang Ling held his cold hand and wanted to cry, but her throat was dry, her eyes were dry, she couldn't make a sound, she couldn't shout, she just stood by the bed in a daze.

After a long time, Fu Yan stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder.

"Tang Ling, it's okay."

Tang Ling didn't look up, just said softly.

"It's good to die, you don't have to suffer anymore when you die, his life is hard enough."

Fu Yan was breathless, and he didn't know what to say to comfort her at the moment.

However, Tang Ling himself seemed to want to open it, and walked out of the door with an expressionless face to find the nurse to explain the situation.

The people from the nursing home were waiting for her outside the door, and as soon as they met, they handed over a document.

"This is a will made by Mr. Tang consciously."

Tang Ling took it and took a look.

Tang Zhiyang left all the inheritance to her and Bao Wanli, including the villa and company under his name.

Tang Linggang wanted to put away the documents, but the lawyer standing next to him said: "There is one more thing, Mr. Tang said before his death, there is another thing that Miss Tang must do." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Find Tang Qi, don't hurt her, send her abroad."

Tang Ling's face froze.

I can't tell you what it feels like.

She couldn't tell for a moment whether Tang Zhiyang kept the inheritance to herself to protect Tang Qi or because he felt guilty about her and her mother.

But the man is dead, and she will never know what he really thinks.

"I don't accept it."