Chapter 58

The evening rush hour of the city came quietly. There was a long queue of cars on the road, and the lit taillights strung together to form a red river, floating and sinking the loneliness of Tang Yili.

It took twice as long as usual before Tang Yili's car drove into the community.

Tang Yili's cell phone rang, and she thought it was Xun Lang, but she picked it up and saw that it was Tang Feng.

Tang Yili picked it up and asked, what's the matter.

Tangfeng: "Ali, are you home? Dad has something to talk to you about."

"Farewell, I'll go find you."

Tang Feng sighed, "Okay."

He probably didn't expect his daughter's rejection to be so straightforward.

In fact, Tang Yili didn't have much resentment towards his father, he just simply didn't like that his territory was invaded by others.

So, she didn't want Tang Feng to come over.

What Tang Yili lacks most now is a sense of security. People who once said they love her and like her have lied to her again. This kind of sadness and hurt will not be relieved for a while.

Tang Yili parked the car downstairs in Tangfeng's, clutching the new spring clutch bag she just bought, and went upstairs according to the access control.

She still has a sense of propriety, she notifies the owner first, and then enters as a guest, even if it is her former home.

As expected, it was Zhao Meilun who opened the door.

On the second day after Tang Yili moved away, Zhao Meilun moved in in the name of taking care of Tangfeng. It took her several days to replace all the furnishings in the house.

Tang Yili bent over to change shoes, Zhao Meilun smiled and took out a pair of guest slippers, "Wear these."

Tang Yili's original slippers had long been thrown away.

Tang Yili was not surprised at all by her acting as a kind stepmother, she looked at Zhao Meilun and smiled.

"In the future, shall I call you Auntie? Or Mom?"

"What's your name, mom?" Tang Feng heard it just in time, and frowned, "What do you call it, don't be weird."

Tang Yili proudly passed by Zhao Meilun, and said a word.

"Then I'll call you Zhao Meilun. School will start in a few days. It's not easy to talk about Aunt Zhao. If the classmates hear it, they will definitely gossip."

Zhao Meilun forced herself to laugh and behave magnanimously. She was already married to Tang Feng, so naturally she was not afraid of gossip.

In this world, the poor have always been laughing at the poor but not the prostitutes. She just wanted to live a better life, neither stealing nor robbing, but just married an old man whose wife died.

Nothing to dare to let people know.

Zhao Meilun figured this out, and calmly went to the kitchen to squeeze the juice.

Tang Yili followed Tangfeng to the study.

After all, there was one more person in the family, and Tangfeng knew how to avoid taboos. After closing the door, Tangfeng showed distress and asked her daughter if she was in a better mood recently.

Tang Yili saw that his father's eyes seemed to frown again, but he didn't lose his temper.

"I'm fine." Tang Yili sat down and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Tang Feng thought about it for a while, and took out a stack of A4 papers from the drawer. The share transfer contract that his father handed over last time, this time, turned into a certain bank's transaction details.

Tang Yili has always used Tangfeng's secondary card. After so many years of casually swiping, she is used to being extravagant. It's not that Tangfeng doesn't know about it, and it's not that she hasn't checked it. She used to think that she spent a lot of money. up.

Sitting in the study all of a sudden today, with a serious look, Tang Yili already vaguely knew what was going on.

"Daughter, you live outside alone. Dad is really worried, so I checked your consumption records."

Tang Yili didn't take the paper at all, but calmly said, "Dad, just tell me."

Tangfeng thought that his daughter's temper would definitely cause trouble, but he didn't expect that Tang Yili was as calm as his business opponent at the negotiating table.

Tangfeng lowered his voice: "Ali, look, every month you have an extra transfer of [-] yuan, who is this person? And last month, you swiped nearly a million yuan, what is this money for? gone?"

"I do business with my friends." Tang Yili replied.

"You are still in college, who will pull you into business?! What kind of business is it? It needs so much money, don't be fooled!"

Tangfeng's persuasion has reached the point of earnestness.

"Boys nowadays will not only lie to you about your relationship, but also your money. You are beautiful, Ali, how careful you are! Dad is not worried about money, but because he is afraid that you will be hurt, and—"

Tang Yili interrupted him suddenly, and stared at Tangfeng coldly: "What did Zhao Meilun tell you?"

"What... what did you say?" Tangfeng paused, and thought for a while, "It's not her, she didn't interfere in your affairs."

Tang Yili didn't bother with Zhao Meilun's question, but asked directly: "The reason for calling me here is probably not just to persuade me."

Although Tangfeng is a businessman, he is not a decisive and ruthless character.He felt ashamed of his daughter, and soon lost his momentum.

"Father is afraid that you will meet bad people outside, so he will send you a fixed amount of pocket money every month. You can see how much is suitable, and we, father and daughter, can discuss it."

Tang Yili immediately understood that her father wanted to take back her secondary card.

Tang Yili did not hesitate, and took out the credit card from her handbag. The black card had a faint luster, and pressed it in the middle of the desk.

Then she stood up and tugged at the back of her hoodie skirt.

"How much pocket money to give me every month, you can discuss it with Zhao Meilun, you don't need to discuss it with me."

Tang Yili turned around and opened the door to go out, Tang Feng sat there in a panic, dazed for a moment.

Tang Yili walked to the living room, and saw Zhao Meilun like a good wife and mother, with juice and snacks on the table.

Seeing Tang Yili, she raised an innocent smile.

"Father and daughter finished chatting? Come and sit down."

Tang Yili's pace slowed down, and he really walked to the coffee table, and a pink fruit stick was stuck on each piece of fruit.

Tang Yili smiled, "I also admire you. You walked over step by step, and finally squeezed me out and spent my dad's money."

Zhao Meilun: "I really didn't marry your father for money."

"It doesn't matter, just don't regret it."

Tang Yili left.

Standing under the bright and warm overhead light, Zhao Meilun felt like a victor.

This kind of frankness is not only because she talked about Tangfeng and pinched Tang Yili's economic veins, but also Zhao Meilun took Tangfeng's information through her family relationship, and found someone to check Tang Yili's monthly 50,000 yuan whereabouts.

If you don't check, you don't know, but after checking, there is an unexpected joy-it turns out that Tang Yili not only doesn't know Xun Lang's identity, but also takes care of him without knowing the sky and the earth.

Zhao Meilun had to admire that the playing style of the rich and powerful was really different.

Xun Lang has always been indifferent to himself. It turns out that he doesn't like straight balls, but likes to play hide-and-seek.

Right now, he is enjoying the joy of a woman's upside-down, and he must be watching Tang Yili foolishly in the dark.

If one day, when she learns about Xun Lang's family background and knows that he has played around with her, will Tang Yili still be as proud as she is today.

The day when the truth comes out is really exciting.

Zhao Meilun felt that she couldn't wait any longer, but she had to wait patiently. She still wanted to see how Tang Yili, who had no source of income, struggled, just like she did back then.

And this time watching Tang Yili, it is more interesting not only to have himself, but also to have Xun Lang.

(End of this chapter)

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