Good Morning, Mr. President!

Tang Yu said this, paused, and replied: "Even if she is really shaken by you, that won't help. I still have to shake her back. You know me, I know I always did it! "

Seeing his determination, Tang Yiming said, "You really haven't considered it for your mother? The stars are so similar to her mother. How do you plan to bring them to your mother in the future? Your mother can't stand this stimulation."

"Then don't have to." Tang Yu apparently had plans, "I didn't plan to let Xingxing and Mom meet."

"It's ridiculous! Did you hear that your daughter-in-law didn't meet her mother-in-law?"

"Have you heard of it since me?" Compared with Tang Yiming's cold face, Tang Yu has always been indifferent. He has always been a special person in all sentient beings, and what does the world's vision have to do with him? What others haven't done doesn't mean he can't do it.

This attitude made Tang Yiming's face look ugly. He shot angrily on the sofa, "Don't think that you are the backbone of the Tang family now. You can do all sorts of things, even your mother's body, up and down the Tang family You can ignore your situation! "

Tang Yu had not spoken yet, and the kitchen door was pulled open from the inside. Su Fengjin's voice came immediately, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yu was speechless.

When Tang Yiming saw his wife come out, the anger on his face immediately calmed down. But Su Fengjin could see at a glance that her husband's face was not right. She looked at this, then at that, "What's the matter between you two, father and son? It's been so rare to see each other for so many years, but now I'm having trouble seeing it, and arguing without saying a few words?"

"No quarrel. You have been so busy for a long time, are you tired? Sit down, don't be busy." Tang Yiming patted himself on the side. It's much gentler to talk to your wife than to your son.

"Mom, what have you done for me?" Tang Yu also answered with a smile on his face, diluting the cold atmosphere just now.

Su Fengjin did not sit next to her husband, but sat next to Tang Yu.

"Did you do something bad?" Su Fengjin did not answer the words of the father and son, but asked directly.

"How old am I? How can I do anything bad?"

"Then why is your dad so angry?" Su Fengjin looked at her husband again.

"Mom, this is your eccentricity." Tang Yu split his legs and folded Su Fengjin's shoulder with one arm. "My dad is angry. You should ask him how easily he gets angry."

"I don't know your dad's character yet. If it wasn't for what you did, how would your dad get angry? I just heard it a little bit and your dad complained that you didn't care about my body. What must you do to make me not Happy things. "Su Fengjin stared at his son." Hurry up and say, frankly resist the strictness. "

Tang Yu naturally wouldn't say anything about Song Zhixing. He looked down and looked at his father calmly.

Qi Yiqi got angry, but Tang Yiming received this look and said, "What else can it be, just the last time. This stinky boy, not to say he has someone he likes, refuses to marry Han Yan."

"I look at Hanyan's child very well. I look beautiful. I heard that people can still do it. Why wouldn't you marry?" Su Fengjin asked his son.

"It's nothing, I have other girls I like and want to marry myself." Tang Yu said lightly.

"That's the right idea!" Su Fengjin listened to this and immediately embraced her son. "Marriage is a matter of life. Mom supports you to marry a girl you like."

Su Fengjin has a mental problem, and she has forgotten many things in the past. She doesn't even know why his son made a relationship with the Li family at the beginning, and what relationship Li Hanyan had with their Tang family.

Tang Yiming's complex eyes looked at Su Fengjin, his lips moved, and in the end, he could not say anything.

"Son, what kind of person do you like? Is he better than that Miss Li?" Su Fengjin was obviously interested in the son of a son he had never met.

Tang Yu looked at her mother. "Excellent or not, not necessarily, but in my eyes she is the best."

Su Fengjin looked like a person coming over, smiling, "You are really tempted by the lover's eyes. How old is she? What is her height? Which child?"

"That's it, don't ask me." Tang Yiming stood up and pulled his wife away from his son. "He's just a girlfriend. He can't do anything about it."

"Good, why can't it be?"

"It's your son who needs her now, but the other girl doesn't have to be your son. Maybe, as long as your son is hot, people may not really want to follow him."

"What did you say!" Su Fengjin patted her husband's hand with agitation. "My son is so good, who doesn't care? Is there anything you say about your son?"

"Okay, don't worry about it. Whether it's inconspicuous or not, that's all for the future, eat first."

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Country J.

The doctor visited and left again. The grandfather's situation was quite bad, so that Song Zhixing was resentful and did not dare to say it.

Song Zhixing felt like a canary besieged in a cage. The range of activity was only in the villa, and he wanted to walk out of the villa door. Two sturdy big bodyguards would push her back in immediately, which made her desperate to death. .

She has been living in this villa for such a whole week for a whole week. This week, my grandfather was in poor health. He was almost recuperating in the room and never came out. Song Zhixing didn't understand the language of J, so he couldn't even watch TV, which was extremely boring. Occasionally, it was only Aunt Lan who could talk to her.

this day.

She curled up and sat on the swing on the terrace. The swing is adorned with green vines, and the cold wind blows, blowing the green tent up. Even though she was wearing a coat, she was trembling with freezing.

Swinging blankly, staring blankly at the strange sky, everything strange, just felt a desolate heart.

She missed the sky of Judah.

Miss the air of Judah.

I miss the sunshine of Utah.

I miss more ... Tang Yu of Jucheng ...

He hasn't been contacted for so long, does he know where she is now? Will she blame her for not contacting him for so long?

"Miss, don't sit here, it's windy outside." Aunt Lan came in and saw her sitting on the terrace.

Song Zhixing, as if he hadn't heard it, leaned on the swing in a daze. Recently, she was in a bad mood, her appetite was not good, she ate less, and she lost a lot of weight. Aunt Lan saw that she was motionless, and she simply turned around and took a blanket from inside to cover her. Song Zhixing raised his eyelids and said thank you slowly and weakly.

Aunt Lan said: "This is the air vent. Don't sit here, you must catch a cold. It's better to go to the room and sleep."