Passion is like fire, black belly Gu Shaoqiang asks for joy

The person who came was Mr. Tan's confidant and also the housekeeper of the Tan family. This person had always had his eyes on the top. Relying on the trust of the old man, he did not take the younger generation of the Tan family into his eyes. When he came, there was a little bit of respect.

Tan Lingyang glanced at the housekeeper without anger, with a faint expression that showed no emotion. After a long while, he packed up the documents on the desk, and then said, "I will talk to the old man about this matter. Uncle Zhang, don't worry about it."

Butler Zhang was left in the cold by Tan Lingyang for a while. Hearing this, he was slightly taken aback. He wanted to say something, but after noticing the sharp look in Tan Lingyang's eyebrows, he closed his mouth obediently. He lowered his head slightly, Hiding the disdain in her eyes, she changed the subject and said, "Yes, then I will report back to Tan Lao like this."

"No, I have time now, and I can talk to the old man."

Tan Lingyang knows that the old man's attention to that thing will not decrease in the slightest. Although he has no interest in that thing, he can't stand up to the old man's request. If he shows resistance, I'm afraid the old man will personally send someone to talk to Tan Nianjing Let's start, what will happen then, even he can't guarantee it.

Entering his father's study room, Tan Lingyang subconsciously lowered his footsteps, squinted at his father who was practicing calligraphy at the desk, felt a palpitation unconsciously, and couldn't help but call out: "Father..."

Mr. Tan, who is over eighty years old, is now looking old, but his majesty is even better than before. Hearing the news, he finished writing a large set of characters leisurely, and then put down the brush.Looking up, there is no surprise in his brows, but only the calmness after experiencing the wind and rain. This kind of terrible calmness will destroy a person's psychological defense line. He was in a cold sweat, but Tan Lingyang was not an ordinary person. As the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of City S, he had seen all kinds of people in that special system, and there were quite a few people with a dignified air comparable to that of his father.

"Here we come." Putting Tan Lingyang's calm look into his eyes, Tan Lao felt satisfied for a while. The proudest thing in his life was to have Tan Lingyang as his son. As for the incompetent boss, he even He didn't even want to think about it, if the boss' mother hadn't brought him status and power back then, how could he have kept that trash in the Tan family to eat and wait to die?

"How is the matter I entrusted to you? Have you heard about that thing?"

"I'm investigating. My son suspected that her mother had brought that thing to the grave. The son was there on the day of the burial. She didn't know that her mother had left a treasure..."

The sound insulation of the study room is good, but Tan Jingya, who passed by the second floor suddenly, was careful. Although she couldn't hear what the grandfather and uncle were saying, there were still a few vague words that burst into her ears——

Mother, bury, baby.

How can Tan Jingya not understand the meaning of the combination of these three words? Just say, how could her high-ranking uncle put down his figure and pamper an illegitimate daughter?

Hearing this, Tan Jingya noticed that the voices in the study had almost disappeared. Fearing that her grandfather and uncle would find out, she hurriedly took a few steps and hid in her room, but she was still thinking about this matter in her mind. What kind of secret is hidden in Jing's little bastard? If she can be favored by grandpa and uncle, it must be a treasure with a high price. If she can get this thing and give it to grandpa, then her status in the Tan family will be very high Will rise, which is enough to restore her image in front of grandpa!