He Is Warmer Than Time

"Because she is your sister..."

Tang Ji'an was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what his father said.

Sister, what do you mean? When did he have a sister?

"Where am I from my sister?"

There is no other way, Tang Qingru can only tell the truth: "She is Yu Jin's daughter."

Tang Ji'an was a little angry and turned into anger: "Absurd, absurd, she is not, her surname is Song, she is the daughter of businessman Song Guoqing, how could she be Yu Jin's daughter?"

Tang Qingru's voice was dark and heavy: "Yu Jin sent them to the orphanage and they were adopted by the Song family."

What was the look in Tang Ji'an's eyes? Are you at a loss? Are you at a loss? Are you at a loss?

Suddenly, he didn't know what to do?

Is he in love with the enemy's daughter? And the enemy's daughter is his sister.

It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. He feels like a clown. He is an extremely face-saving person. He really hates Yu Jin, so naturally he should hate Yu Jin's daughter.

"When I look at you, I think you are like my brother, like my own brother." Song Ran's previous words flashed past, and they were fulfilled.

There was chaos in his mind, and he barely figured out a clue, he smiled reluctantly: "Father, I was joking with you, I don't like Song Ran at all."

After speaking, he hurried away.

His self-esteem does not allow him to be so faceless, the enemy's daughter, how could he like the enemy's daughter?

Looking at his back, Tang Qingru felt worried inexplicably. With the second son's ability and means, would Song Ran's future situation be even more dangerous?

He called Secretary Dong and whispered: "Pay close attention to your second child and Song Ran. If you have anything, report to me immediately."

"I see, sir."

He has to protect his daughter. If he doesn't protect his daughter, he won't even expect to recognize her in his life.

Secretary Dong said: "I heard that Song Xuan is pregnant."

Tang Ji'an's eyes surged, and his expression was relieved and excited: "Yes...is it? She...where does she live now?"

"Still on Jing'an Road."

"You arrange it, I'll go see her."

"Yes, sir."

In the middle of the night, Chu Yanchuan was called to the Sinan Mansion for a drink. In the side hall of Tang Ji'an's bungalow, he had already drunk half a bottle of red wine, but his eyes were cold and clear.

Chu Yanchuan sat on the sofa and glanced at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Ji'an lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, frowning, his voice low and lonely: "Chu Er, I might... be lonely and die."

Chu Yanchuan lit a cigarette for himself and glanced at him: "I'm going to die alone and fall in love with my sister-in-law. There is no one like me who is looking for death."

Tang Ji'an barely squeezed out a smile, Chu Yanchuan fell in love with his unrelated sister-in-law, and he... and he...

Oh, he is still miserable.

He took a long sip of wine. The red wine was so bitter that it made him cough and his smile became even more bitter: "What did I do wrong again?"

Chu Yanchuan was in the mist: "Jian, what's the matter with you?"

Tang Ji'an took another sip of wine: "It's nothing, just love the wrong person."

Chu Yanchuan spit out smoke rings: "Is it Xiao Song? I heard that Xiao Song is already married, you should have known it, why now..."

Tang Ji'an doesn't seem to be a person who is infatuated with a woman, is it possible that he loves Xiao Song to death and can't let it go?

It was indeed a bit tragic. After all, Xiao Song was married, and there was no Ji An in his heart. He and Ji An are brothers and sisters.

He really didn't understand Tang Ji'an's heart or his sorrow.