His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1190

The old butler acted quickly and went to make a call immediately.

After a few minutes, he turned around and reported.

"Master, Tang Yi is missing. What he means is, don't care."

"Oh?"

"I heard that the kid in the Tang family is sick and weak these days. His mind should be on that, and he has no time to take care of Miss Tang."

The old man frowned: "He's really not a qualified father!"

"He has always been like this to Miss Tang. Others say that Miss Tang is not his biological daughter, but Yun Huan's son born to others."

This kind of rumor has been spread for many years, but the old man never believed it.

Because he knew Yun Huan very well, such a thing would never happen.

Moreover, if this is the case, Tang Yi will not let it go and keep that child.

"Master, before Tang Yi came to you, he just hoped that you could take action to stop this relationship. You two have the same thoughts." The old housekeeper reminded.

The old man clicked his tongue, quickened his pace, and said: "Although the arrangements are full, stay here."

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The next day, Saturday, at nine o'clock in the morning, the autumn air was crisp.

The tennis court in Dongyuan, which was usually deserted, was extremely lively today.

When Qian Miao walked over slowly, she saw Lu Wanyu and her senior leaning against the wall and chatting at the first sight. The people playing on the court are Da Cang and Feng Xian, standing beside them are Wei Wu, Feng Chuchu, Lin Wenyu, Shi Chengan, and Yu Manman.

Qiao Shiwan pinched her shoulders and said with a smile: "It's fun, if you don't know it, let Brother Xian teach you."

Qian Miao turned her head: "Can I go back to sleep?"

She was woken up by Qiao Shiwan early in the morning, and she came here to participate in this event.

Qiao Shiwan pretended to be serious: "No, it's already nine o'clock. If you sleep any longer, you'll be a lazy pig. So many classmates are here, so great, let's play together."

She pushed Qian Miao in and waved her hand to let her in.

Qian Miao walked over lazily, leaned to the side and squinted to watch them fight.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Shiwan was relieved.

Looking back, I saw the old man's angry appearance from a distance, and smiled: "Dad, do you think my arrangement is satisfactory?"

The old man: "You are sincerely making trouble for me!"

Qiao Shiwan: "How could this add to the chaos? Didn't you ask me to treat Ms. Yu well? I called so many people to play with her. It's so lively."

She wanted to prevent Yu Manman and Feng Xian from being alone together.

Therefore, the people who lived here last night were not only Yu Manman, but also Lu Wanyu and Wei Wu.

However, she didn't expect that Cang Zeyue and Lu Wanyu's seniors would come along this morning.

On Xiyuan's side, she originally only called Feng Chuchu to come, but as soon as she came, three of them came.

But it doesn't matter, there are many people.

"Dad, there are so many people." She emphasized.

The old man sighed: "Xiao Wan, you, you, you will regret what you did now."

After speaking, he turned his back and left.

Qiao Shiwan smiled slightly, but deep thought was hidden in the corner of her eyes.

What exactly is the old man hiding in his heart?

inside the stadium.

Lu Wanyu and the senior were chatting about academic matters, involving economic management, and the chat was full of enthusiasm.

Suddenly, a tennis ball flew over with a swish.

Lu Wanyu's eyes turned hard, and he kicked the ball out with a side kick, which happened to protect the senior.

The trajectory of the ball was originally aimed viciously at the mouth of the senior.

The senior was taken aback, and looked at her with straight eyes, even a little scared: "I didn't expect...you are so powerful."

The voice is false.