Bodyguards of big stars

Chapter 770 IX Run with You!

Where did Tang Huan invite friends to drink?

Even if it's really an appointment, I'm afraid I won't dare to come, right?

To snatch the young master's woman in public, Tang Huan was basically sentenced to death for everyone.

And it's still punishable by death.

He was smoking a cigarette and walking alone on the road.

The night is deep.The cold wind was blowing.Tang Huan pulled his collar to prevent the cold wind from pouring in.

The mood is inexplicably calm.

He didn't regret snatching Tang Xiaowan away in public.

He also didn't allow Tang Xiaowan to ruin her life's happiness.

Especially for him.

Over the years, Tang Huan ruined his career more than once because of impulsiveness.

The most recent time, he left the Dragon Hunter angrily.

That time was the closest he was to becoming famous.

When he returned to the country alone, he brought the sustenance of countless comrades in arms.The military had already planned to turn him into a military god of war.The future is bright, soaring into the sky.

But he refused.

He couldn't accept the bones of his comrades-in-arms staying overseas, and he would succeed by stepping on the bones.

He chose to leave.

Both anger and escape.

This unbearable past has tortured Tang Huan for a long time.

It wasn't until the past two years that he gradually broke free from the shackles.Start a new life.

It's a pity that his life has just begun, and it seems to be coming to an end again.

But this time, it seems to be more serious than last time.Even more tragic.

He provoked the powerful and powerful that everyone thought could not be offended.

For this reason, Tang Xiaowan slapped him angrily.

She loves him.

Bearing the mission of family revival, I have endured for so long and worked hard for so long.It was hard to see signs of a rise.Yet it was destroyed so easily.

does it worth?

Tang Xiaowan is not worth it for her.

"You look sad?"

Not far away, a cool and extremely familiar voice sounded.

Under the cold wind, even this cold voice seemed extremely warm.

It was Aunt Qin's family.

She was wearing a close-fitting cheongsam, with weird high heels on her feet.

In his hand, he was carrying two jugs of wine.

He has a pot.She has a pot.

Maybe it was because she drank too much of the burning knife prepared by Aunt Qin's family.Tang Huan gradually lost interest in other fine wines.I barely drank it, and it was hard to taste.

Tang Huan walked on the road swaggeringly while drinking the burning knife that burned his throat, still looking so high-spirited.

"You should be there." Tang Huan grinned proudly. "The me just now is more chic than you in Bai's house."

"Really?" Aunt Qin gave Tang Huan a sidelong glance. "How chic?"

Tang Huan gestured with his hand: "At least it's as chic as a five-story building."

"Yes." Aunt Qin nodded.Straight up to the hard liquor.

The two drank while walking.A pot of Shaodao was quickly consumed.

Tang Huan's eyes became brighter and clearer.

"It's just a pity." Tang Huan suddenly said with emotion.

"What are you sorry about?" Aunt Qin asked casually.Drinking wine unhurriedly.

Tang Huan saw a bench in the distance, walked over slowly, and then sat down: "It's a pity that I can't enjoy your full service."

"Then why don't you fight for it?" Aunt Qin also sat down casually. "Maybe when I'm in a good mood, I promise you."

Tang Huan rolled his eyes: "I don't accept charity."

"So you're still a man with backbone." Aunt Qin sipped her liquor.

Tonight, Tang Huan drank faster than her.

She can understand.

Tang Huan really needed to drink some wine to calm down.

"Of course." Tang Huan raised his eyebrows. "I'm a descendant of the famous Tang family. How can I have no backbone?"

Aunt Qin's lips curled up slightly, and she drank a pot of wine.Then he took out the earphones and handed one to Tang Huan: "Please listen to a song."

Tang Huan took the headphones and listened to the cool music.Frowning slightly: "In my mood, listening to this kind of song will cause depression."

"Aren't you very chic just now?" Aunt Qin said.

"I pretended." Tang Huan shrugged, not afraid to be honest.Especially when facing Aunt Qin's family.

Aunt Qin's lips curled up slightly, and she smiled lightly: "Childish."

The two just sat on the cold street.Listen to cool songs.

He is a lonely man.

How could she not be the one to take care of.

They are alike, yet not alike.

This "Undercurrent" that the aunt of the Qin family loves has never been shared with outsiders.Tang Huan was the first and also the last.

Listening, the aunt of the Qin family murmured to herself: "I will carry the whole Qin family with you. If they punish you, I will fix the economy. After burning all the money, I will run away with you."

"what?"

Tang Huan was just immersed in this cool song.Unexpectedly, she didn't quite hear the words of Aunt Qin's family.

"It's nothing." Aunt Qin said lightly. "I said you were stupid."

Tang Huan grinned: "No matter how stupid you are, isn't he still your fiance?"

The aunt of the Qin family raised her eyebrows and listened to the song quietly.

……

Tang Xiaowan returned home with tears streaming down her face.

When she saw her father, she broke down in tears.

The old housekeeper gently stroked his daughter's hair, and said with emotion: "Fool, you risked everything for him. Have you ever thought that he will also risk it for you?"

"I am willing..." Tang Xiaowan choked up.

"Will he regret it?" the old housekeeper said softly.

Tang Xiaowan grabbed her father's old arm: "Father, is there anything else you can do?"

"What way? To help him, or to help the dragon hunter?" The old housekeeper said bitterly. "If you offend them, there is nothing you can do."

After a short pause, the old butler suddenly had a heartbreak: "At most we will die with him."

"Oh no."

The old housekeeper tightly held his daughter's cold palm: "We must die with him. He is our young master."

Tang Xiaowan burst into tears, nodded heavily: "Then die together!"

Ding ding ding.

living room.

The phone rang relentlessly.

The old butler didn't know who called, but it must be something bad.

He didn't want to pick it up, so he didn't pick it up.

But when the phone rang and hung up, it rang again.

Three times in a row, the old housekeeper had to pick it up.

After all, although he is in a semi-retired state, he still has an official job.

The old butler adjusted his mood slightly and picked up the phone.

"Hey."

"Hey, uncle!"

"You bastard! How long have I been beating you? Are you fucking peeping at the widow next door taking a bath!?"

The old housekeeper listened to the extremely vicious words on the phone.But it was stiff in place, with numbness in both hands and feet.Throat eyes are also dry in bursts.

Even the hair flew up involuntarily.

"Young master?"

"Missing your grandma! I'm almost sixty years old! Did you ruin your brain by being an official?"

"—"

Still the original recipe.

Or the original - taste.

The heartbroken tears of the daughter did not make the old housekeeper cry.

At this moment, this political tycoon who once stepped into the Politburo with one foot.But old tears.

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