Chapter 125 What a Skill
When the car arrived at Tang's house, Tang Jiaojiao had no intention of waking up, Tang Zisheng sighed, his younger sister was probably going to pretend to be sleeping to the end.

No matter how upset he was, he could only carry Tang Jiaojiao into the house.

"Oh, why did Miss fall asleep? Young master, quickly carry her back to the room!" Aunt Qiu said after opening the door and following them.

Tang Zisheng also had this plan in mind. Their father is now angry. Although Tang Jiaojiao's pretending to be asleep is not very clever, but with this buffer, maybe his father will not be so angry.

The plan was planned like this, but it also depends on Tang Hengtong's disagreement.

Suppressing the anger along the way and finally arriving home, Tang Heng yelled: "Go back to what room, really think I don't know what tricks she is playing? Just keep pretending if you have the ability, and I want to see how long she is going to sleep. When will you wake up!"

His father's fate was difficult, Tang Zisheng felt that he did his best, and the rest was up to Tang Jiaojiao's own good luck.

Seeing that something was wrong, Aunt Qiu secretly went up to the second floor to look for Xue Shiyu. Only the wife can suppress the husband's temper, and to save the lady, he still needs to pull the trigger.

Tang Zisheng put Tang Jiaojiao on the sofa, and Tang Jiaojiao changed his posture uncomfortably, rubbing his eyes as if he had just woken up.

"Hey, I'm already home. I just said why this sofa is so kind. It's really comfortable in my own home." Tang Jiaojiao said coquettishly to the father and son of the Tang family.

Nobody bought it.

One of them had an expression of "you wish you were lucky" on his face.

One thunderbolt looked at her angrily.

Once the tyrant shows off his power, the wind and rain are ready to come.

The house was so quiet that a needle could almost be heard, Tang Heng Da Ma Jindao sat on the sofa opposite her, his aura was breathtaking.

"Do you still know where your home is?"

It seemed that Tang Ba was always going to directly enter the interrogation session.

Tang Jiaojiao was wondering if he wanted to kneel on the whole mat to appear more sincere?

"Still in a daze? It seems that you really don't think there is anything wrong with you." Tang Ba was so angry that he wanted to smash things, his eyes swept over the ashtray on the table, he weighed it in his heart, and finally chose the least lethality The pillow smashed over.

Tang Jiaojiao only felt that something was flying towards her, and he stretched out his hand reflexively, taking the pillow full of his arms.

Tang Heng: "."

Tang Jiaojiao: "."

Tang Zisheng couldn't help laughing on that old-fashioned face.

"Very good, really talented!" Tang Heng grabbed another pillow, but before throwing it out, he heard Xue Shiyu's anxious voice.

"Tang Heng, are you domestically abusing my daughter?"

Mr. Tang Ba shook his hand, and the pillow in his hand was tilted in one direction, and he threw it on Tang Zisheng's body.

Xue Shiyu's voice became even more angry, "You not only domestically abused my daughter, but also domestically abused my son!"

President Tang Ba didn't have the aura of the president who was so angry just now, he turned into a wife and slave in seconds, walked up to Xue Shiyu and explained: "Shiyu, listen to me, things are not what you see!"

Xue Shiyu didn't listen to his explanation, but asked Tang Zisheng and Tang Jiaojiao, "Your father didn't hurt you, did he?"

Both of them felt the death stare from their father, Qi Qi shook his head and denied: "No, no."

Xue Shiyu didn't believe it, so she insisted on checking it herself, and after checking it, she saw Tang Jiaojiao's injured foot.

"Baby, what's wrong with your feet?"

Tang Heng felt like a cauldron fell from the sky, and the whole world was the color of ashes.

(End of this chapter)

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