Top-secret love: The new wife who underwent plastic surgery is a bit fierce

Chapter 275 Meeting 4
Meng Qianqian never expected that in Tang Jizhi's heart, he would have such a negative emotion towards his father.

In her opinion, he is almost an omnipotent person. It is no exaggeration to say that he can call the wind and rain in Jianggang, but when his father is involved, he completely loses his mind, like a child who has not grown up. The child complained that his father cared too little for the family.

Such a him made her feel strange and even more distressed.

It can cause such a powerful person to leave spiritual trauma, I am afraid that there is really a very serious problem in the relationship between their father and son.

Meng Qianqian slowly tightened her arms, drew in the distance between him and lowered her head to press a light kiss on his eyelid, and said softly: "What happened, can you tell me?"

For such a long time, she has vaguely known that his mother had an accident and committed suicide that year, which caused a great psychological shadow on him. As for his father, she knew very little, because Tang Jizhi was almost absent from her The word "father" was mentioned in front of him.

"There's nothing to say." Tang Jizhi opened his eyes and stared at the snow-white ceiling numbly. There was a kind of sleepy emotion between his brows, and he said indifferently, "I don't care anymore."

"You don't care?" Meng Qianqian laughed dumbly, "You obviously care very much. Ji Zhi, this kind of thing can't solve any problems at all if you keep it in your heart. You have to tell me so that I can help you find a solution. Are you right?"

If he didn't care, he wouldn't suddenly change into decent clothes nervously when he saw his father coming back.

This behavior of appearing in front of others after being well-dressed is clearly because of valuing that person, valuing his opinion of himself, and valuing his vision.

When she came downstairs, she noticed that although the night was already deep, Tang Zhenbang wore a neat suit, and even combed his hair meticulously.

Obviously, Tang Jizhi said he didn't care, but deep down, he regarded his father as a benchmark, imitating his father in everything he did and even dressed.

This is an expression of extreme longing for fatherly love.

Just like a child will deliberately mischief or imitate the behavior of an adult in order to get his father's attention. In the final analysis, all this is to confirm his weight in the other party's mind.

Although Tang Jizhi insisted that he didn't care at all, Meng Qianqian knew that he was just pretending to be strong.

Is there a son who doesn't want to get his father's approval?
If so, it must be a lie.

Tang Jizhi looked at her silently. After a long time, he seemed to relax a little. He moved his lips slightly, but he didn't make any sound, and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Forget it, there's nothing to say." He said weakly.

Meng Qianqian sighed deeply, she knew that it was not that simple to open his knot.

If he lacked paternal love since he was a child, then he would have done everything he could, and this situation should have lasted for 20 years. It would be too naive to want to cure his heart disease with just a few words from her.

"Okay, since you don't want to talk, then I won't ask. You've been busy all day, you're sleepy, take off your clothes quickly, and let's go to bed."

Meng Qianqian changed her pajamas first, and then diligently unbuttoned his suit, stripped the clothes off him little by little and threw them aside, waiting for the servant to deal with them tomorrow.

"Okay, go to bed, or you will definitely have dark circles tomorrow, maybe Mo Shan thought you were beaten by me."

She joked with him in a good temper, Tang Jizhi twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile.

When they were wrapped in a quilt earlier, the two of them kissed passionately. This time, neither of them had that kind of thought. They just hugged each other tightly, and neither of them said a word. They only smelled each other's breath. peace of mind.

Time ticked by, probably seeing his father, Tang Jizhi was a little tired, and fell asleep quickly.

"Ji Zhi?" In the darkness, Meng Qianqian opened her eyes and whispered his name.

Except for the sound of steady breathing, there was no movement at all.

Meng Qianqian quietly moved her arm, took his arm away, sneaked out of bed like a thief, grabbed her mobile phone, opened the bedroom door, and closed the door again. The whole process was quiet, without any sound. nothing.

However, the moment the door closed, the man who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

But he didn't say a word, as if the people around him hadn't disappeared at all, he closed his eyes heavily again.

Meng Qianqian was really curious. Although she didn't want to press Tang Jizhi, it was okay to ask for information from others.

The first person that came to mind was Chen Baihe.

She used to be his counselor, and her parents had also worked for the Blue Mountain Villa before, so they should know the situation here very well.

Sure enough, when Chen Baihe heard that Tang Zhenbang had returned, her voice immediately became tense: "What about Ji Zhi, how did he react?"

Meng Qianqian thought about it for a while, and replied: "I'm a little nervous, and my emotions are very tense. I asked him what happened and he refused to say. There is no way, so I called you. You know that the relationship between father and son Is there anything else wrong with it?"

Only by finding out the crux of the matter can she help, otherwise she can only watch him depressed and anxious.

Chen Baihe hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "Since you want to know, then I'll tell you. But I can declare in advance that if Tang Jizhi comes to trouble me, you must cover me!"

"Don't worry, how could I betray you?" Meng Qianqian swore.

Meng Qianqian leaned against the wall outside the bedroom, holding the phone in one hand, with a dazed expression on her face.

As she listened, tears suddenly slid down from her eyes, Dou Da's tears grew more and more, almost covering her entire face.

Her palms were trembling, but she insisted on listening.

By the time the call ended, the pajamas in front of her chest were already full of water stains and wet with tears.

Leaning against the wall in a daze and taking a few deep breaths, she wiped away tears suddenly, then quietly opened the door, climbed back on the bed, and slipped into Tang Jizhi's arms.

Tang Jizhi's body seemed to be conscious. When she got in, he hugged her waist and held her tightly.

The cheeks of the two were almost pressed together. This was an extremely intimate thing, but the warm touch made Tang Jizhi open his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Are you crying?"

"Where do I have it?"

Meng Qianqian was startled, and quickly raised her hand to touch her face, but she didn't expect to wipe away her tears just now, and now her face was full of tears again.

She was caught lying for lying, she was embarrassed and guilty, but most of all she felt sorry for Tang Jizhi.

"What the hell happened?"

"It's okay, it's a nightmare."

Tang Jizhi wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but Meng Qianqian's mood was obviously wrong now. If he didn't ask clearly, he wouldn't be able to fall asleep at all.

"Don't lie to me, it's impossible for you to have nightmares. Don't you think I don't know that you secretly went out to make a phone call?"

As soon as this remark came out, Meng Qianqian was startled, knowing that nothing could be hidden from him.

"You don't tell me, do you?" He quietly stretched his arm behind her head, and touched the phone in his hand, "Since you don't tell me, then I want to see who the call was made just now."

He said and turned on the screen.

Feeling guilty, Meng Qianqian quickly snatched the phone back and said anxiously, "I'll say it, I'll say it."

"Hmm." Tang Jizhi didn't fight with her anymore, but just turned on the bedside lamp and looked at her quietly.

Only then did he realize that her eye sockets were red and her eyelids were swollen, obviously she had been crying for a while.

He was worried and said anxiously: "Someone bullied you?"

Meng Qianqian hurriedly covered her mouth, afraid that she would cry out, so she shook her head vigorously.

"Then what happened? Are your parents in trouble?"

"No..." Meng Qianqian looked at him with red eyes and choked up, "Yes...someone bullied you, I...I love you..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly cried out with a "woo ah", and the tears fell down, and she couldn't control it no matter what.

Tang Jizhi was stunned for a moment, never expecting such an answer.

"How is it possible?" He didn't dare to answer the question, "I'm Tang Jizhi. If you go out and find out, no one in Jianggang knows my name? Even adults use my name to scare children to sleep. Who would dare to use my name?" bully me?"

"Just... someone... bullied you..." Meng Qianqian hiccupped while crying, as if the person being bullied was herself, "You...your father...he bullied you...my heart aches ..."

Thinking of what Chen Baihe said, she was so uncomfortable that her heart throbbed.

When his mother died, he was only six years old. A six-year-old child suddenly lost his mother. How painful and frightening he must be.

But what about his father?
Instead of comforting him by his side, he left Lanshan Villa behind him and turned a blind eye to his only son.

For so many years, he has been flying around outside, and the Tang family's business territory has continued to expand under his hands, but has he fulfilled his responsibilities as a father when dealing with this only son?

If Tang Jizhi was not strong enough, perhaps he would have sunk in such a cruel family long ago.

Tonight, when Tang Zhenbang appeared downstairs, she could almost imagine his mood.

A person who lacked paternal love since he was a child, suddenly saw his father came back, and naturally wanted to present the most perfect side in front of him.

But so many years have passed, he has gotten used to being alone, he can't express at all, he can only imitate his father's dressing taste clumsily, hoping to make him look at him more.

Besides, he didn't even know what to say to his father.

As for Tang Zhenbang, a cold-blooded man, he was indifferent to everything his son did, coming and going in a hurry.

Such a person deserves to be called a father?
(End of this chapter)