His Wife Calls The Shots

This sound was neither low nor high, and it happened to stir up Tang Yi's emotions.

But this time he didn't yell angrily as usual, he just restrained his anger.

The voice was full of kindness: "Whatever you say, there is no overnight feud between father and daughter, sit here, you and I have a good talk!"

A person is used to majesty, even if he softens, there is still a blunt air.

"Talk?" Qian Miao smiled lightly, ironically.

Tang Yi said slowly: "Since you are the major shareholder of the Jin Corporation, you shouldn't have kept this matter from me. You are a descendant of the Tang family, and it is your responsibility to grow the Tang Corporation. Today, let's talk about this. What do you want?" You can mention anything, as long as you cooperate with me."

The air was suddenly quiet.

Qian Miao squeezed the space between her eyebrows, closed the door, but didn't come out.

Tang Yi's eyebrows twitched, and his whole body exuded a gloomy air.

He still didn't get angry, the dark coldness was gradually withdrawn by him, and the forbearance of humiliation was revealed in his eyes.

The driver looked outside the door for a while, and couldn't help but walk in.

"Sir, why don't you go back today, the eldest miss seems to have lost her temper."

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to let him go out.

The driver backed away helplessly.

At this moment, jets of water flew over from the side, soaking Tang Yi's face and shirt!

He wiped it off in surprise: "Is it raining?"

The driver raised his forehead and smiled ugly: "Sir, look..."

Tang Yi turned his head to look over, and immediately saw two little kids holding big water guns and firing at him continuously.

"Stop! What kind of child! It's impolite to be so beautiful!"

The driver stood in front of him and went to grab the guns of the two children, but he was not flexible enough for them and got wet all over himself.

Xue Han and Xue Nuan laughed happily, but also badly. After spraying the water, they made faces at Tang Yi: "Slightly slightly slightly..."

This made Tang Yi very angry. While wiping his face, he asked the driver to talk to his parents.

The two children were extremely arrogant: "My parents are not at home! Hahaha..."

"They have to work, they don't have time to take care of us, a little bit..."

Tang Yi didn't want to argue with the children, he just said: "It's true that there is a father but no father! It's the failure of the parents to develop such a wild and unruly virtue!"

When the words fell, a string in his mind was suddenly touched inexplicably, and the whole person fell silent.

The child was still spraying water on his face, but he didn't respond.

Not long after, the two children felt bored and ran away by themselves.

The driver ran in with a towel and gave him: "Sir, wipe it off."

Tang Yi lowered his eyes and thought, suddenly sat on the chair, his eyes were cloudy.

"Okay, you go out and wait."

The driver nodded yes.

Tang Yi sat alone on the stone bench, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes sneering, and sometimes laughing at himself.

The driver saw it, but he didn't know what he was thinking. He only heard him murmuring: "Your daughter is very capable, and I am really impressed."

The driver knew that he had a habit of talking to himself, almost all to his deceased wife, so he didn't find it strange.

Tang Yi waited for two hours, but Qian Miao still didn't come out, but he did wait for a food delivery man.

The delivery man came in with the food and was about to knock on the door, when he saw them, he put the things down.

Tang Yi intercepted the meal and put it on the table.

After a while, he opened the takeaway, and the scent that stimulated the taste buds wafted out.

At first glance, he saw a piece of red oil, which made him frown.

He couldn't help poking the red oil with his chopsticks, picked up something that looked like meat but wasn't, and his brows furrowed even deeper.