Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

From a very young age, she knew that her mother had taken away her brother's father, which was her father...

But my brother was very good to her... I never showed her a bad face. Maybe my brother pityed her because she was sick.

After the meal, Meng Qingcheng could not find a reason to stay, so he left.

Zhao Ke smiled and sent it out, "Qingcheng, come and see Tang Xin when you have time. She is lonely at home by herself." He was a little sad.

Although she is nearly forty years old, she is well maintained, and she is a first-class beauty. Meng Qingcheng felt a sense of pity when she looked at it, and she didn't know how Tang Yu could hold such a face. Wannian Poker.

"Aunt Zhao, I will!" Meng Qingcheng smiled and did not notice that when Zhao Ke heard the word'Aunt Zhao', the corners of her eyes twitched... As the number one beauty in City B, how could she accept others' calls? What about her "aunt"!

Meng Qingcheng opened the door and got on the car and left.

Tang Yu was entangled by Tang Xin for one night. After playing various childish mini games with her, he returned to his bedroom to deal with official affairs, but he still remembered Pei Qiqi...

Just as he was a little distracted, there was a knock on the door. He paused and walked out. What he saw was not Tang Zhiyuan who he thought, but Zhao Ke.

He looked calmly for a while, Zhao Ke was wearing a nightgown with a sling-like silk nightgown on the inside, and a nightgown of the same material on the outside, but the belt around his waist was deliberately loosened, he could Get a glimpse of spring/color easily.

Zhao Ke held a glass of milk in his hand, with a slight smile, "Tang Yu, don't work too late, go to bed early!"

She handed the milk over... Tang Yu didn't pick it up. He still looked at her lightly, and then said slowly: "Does Tang Zhiyuan know you dress like this to your stepson's room?"

Zhao Ke was a little bit ashamed, and put one hand on his neckline, "Tang Yu, don't go too far."

Suddenly he was a little tired, too lazy to look at her, and slammed the door shut...

Zhao Ke stood at the door trembling with anger. She has been the best in city B in her life, and only Tang Yu dares to despise her like this...

No, there is that person... Zhao Ke pulled his hair, a touch of unwillingness passed in his eyes.

After returning to the room, Tang Zhiyuan was already asleep, Zhao Ke was lying beside him, Tang Zhiyuan's hand immediately reached her...

"It's getting late!" She was a little uninterested.

Tang Zhiyuan was about to say something, when he heard the sound of closing doors from upstairs, followed by footsteps downstairs, he lost interest at once, and sat up, "It's so late, is it Tang Yu?"

Zhao Ke sat up and heard the sound of a car engine starting outside. It was Tang Yu who left.

Tang Zhiyuan sat there for a long time before he sighed lightly: "Up to now, he still hates me."

Zhao Ke only felt that she had been slapped again. The previous slap was slapped by Tang Yu. This time it was slapped by Tang Zhiyuan, but she didn't say anything...

Tang Yu drove a low-key white Audi along Jiangbin Road to a small community, where his mother Lin Yun lived, a small villa alone.

It was late at night, and my mother was probably asleep. Tang Yu didn't disturb her, just sitting in the car, opening the window and slowly smoking...

In recent years, Lin Yun believed in Buddhism, ate vegetarian scriptures, and woke up early. When she got up early in the morning, she was a little surprised to see Tang Yu.