The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1113
"Miss Tang is wrong. My wife is not what you imagined. She is warm and cheerful, neat and easy, straightforward, informal, and not sensitive or worrying. But the girl is right, maybe I really let her Lack of a sense of security. The girl thought, how can a woman feel safe?"

In this man's heart, he was full of compliments for his wife. Although he had never met his wife, Tang Nineteen absolutely could not associate the elegant scholar in front of him with a woman with a straightforward personality.

He insisted on treating her as an emotional counselor today. With Tang Nineteen's suffocated piano skills, he could still appreciate his superb piano skills, but in terms of feelings, she was nothing more than an idiot.

Not daring to be a master, she could only smile embarrassedly and apologized: "I'm afraid Mr. Ai may have asked the wrong person. I am ashamed to say that I really don't understand the relationship between men and women."

"The girl is not married yet?"

"It's done, it's gone again."

There was a long silence in the straw mat.

It's been so long that Tang Nineteen thought that this elegant scholar must have disliked himself and was divorced.

After a while, the voice continued to sound: "Why did you break up?"

"personality clashes."

With just four words, the voice in the straw mat was slightly low: "Why don't you agree?"

Tang Nineteen was a little uncomfortable asking this question, isn't he an elegant scholar, and asked about things in his private house.

But after thinking about it, maybe the other party is trapped by love and wants to see women's attitudes towards feelings. This is asking for advice, so I endured my temper and chuckled: "The marriage between me and him was a mistake from the beginning. You can make do with it, huh, but in the end, they still broke up badly, it’s really not worth mentioning, there are many things in the middle, all I can say is one thing, personality disagreement.”

"Soon."

After the voice repeated these two words, it fell silent again.

When Tang Shijiu was about to feel awkward sitting alone, Lu Sheng stepped forward and said, "Miss Tang, can I pour you another cup of milk, it's already hot."

Forget it, this Mr. Ai is very strange, he always speaks in short pauses, she has finished listening to this song, and she still has things to do tomorrow, so it's better to say goodbye.

Standing up, she smiled at Lu Sheng: "No need."

Turning to the straw mat again: "Mr. Ai, thank you for bothering me today, thank you for your hospitality, I wish you and your wife to reconcile as soon as possible, the maids at my house won't sleep until I'm here, I'll take my leave first."

"kindness."

The low voice sounded a little muffled.

The corner of Tang Nineteen's mouth hooked slightly, it was a strange person.

Could it be that what I said just now stabbed his pain point.

It doesn't matter, she is used to roughness. When handling a case, she is eager to dissect the prisoner's heart, but on weekdays, she doesn't like to guess other people's minds.

Lu Sheng sent her to the door, she was about to leave, but Lu Sheng stopped her suddenly: "Miss Tang."

"Well? Is something wrong?"

"Wait a minute, I forgot to pack the pastry for you."

"Oh, thank you."

Tang Nineteen was waiting at the door, and Lu Sheng turned back.

In the hall, a man with a dark complexion was sitting, and beside him was an ordinary-looking man who was even a bit ugly.

Lu Sheng bypassed the dark-faced man, and only took two steps. Her arm was held by a big palm. She shook it off with some disgust, but she couldn't move it.

So he lowered his voice and scolded: "What are you doing?"

"Where to go?"

"I forgot to bring cakes for the princess, don't drag me, the princess is waiting."

(End of this chapter)