After listening to his words, Tang Ruochen couldn't help laughing, hugged him and said, "it's my father who is bad. He ignores Xiaoxuan and doesn't get angry, okay."

"Dad, can you stop bullying your mother in the future? My mother has been crying these days."

"Mother has been crying?" Tang Ruochen asked.

"Well, my father hurt my mother's neck," Tang Xiaoxuan said.

Tang Ruochen's heart tightened when he heard Tang Xiaoxuan's words. It was like being strangled by something. It was itchy and painful. This feeling suffocated him.

"Did mom say anything?"

"No, mom didn't mention dad."

In the evening, LAN Weiwei made up her bed in Tang Xiaoxuan's bedroom. Tang Xiaoxuan ran in and hugged her thigh excitedly, "Mom, dad wants to apologize to you."

Lan Wei thought to herself, what a ghost? She can't explain the kiss marks on her neck. He has to apologize. Is he waiting for himself to apologize?

Will Tang Ruochen apologize to himself? The child is getting worse and worse.

LAN Weiwei didn't take Tang Xiaoxuan's words seriously. "Xiaoxuan, don't make trouble, we should sleep."

"I have something to tell you."

Behind her came a faint voice. LAN Weiwei looked back. It was really Tang Ruochen. She stood in situ and looked down at Tang Xiaoxuan. He smiled at himself and said, "Mom, dad said, don't bully mom in the future."

Lan Wei touched his head and looked at the child's innocent smiling face. She couldn't bear to disappoint him again. She squeezed out a reluctant smile.

When she came back to her senses, Tang Ruochen had left first. LAN Weiwei took Tang Xiaoxuan to bed. "That Xiaoxuan went to bed early today, and her mother will come to accompany you later."

"Good." Tang Xiaoxuan promised very readily.

LAN Weiwei kissed him on the forehead and left at ease.

She went out of Tang Xiaoxuan's bedroom and saw Tang Ruochen standing on the balcony. She looked at his back as if she were staring out of the window.

LAN Weiwei didn't go over and said to his back, "what do you want to say?"

Tang Ruochen did not speak.

"If you don't speak, I'll go back to bed first." then LAN Weiwei was ready to go back. As soon as she moved her front foot, she heard Tang Ruochen's cold voice: "stop!"

LAN Weiwei took a deep breath and asked him, "what do you want to say? Say it. I can stand it."

Anyway, LAN Weiwei doesn't think it's a good thing for him to talk to himself. Recently, he hasn't come home for a week and has gone in and out with other women. It has been spread all over the company. What good thing would it be to talk to her now?

"Can withstand?" Tang Ruochen turned and repeated her words.

Lan Wei looked up and gave him a faint look. He was still so handsome and perfect. Even his turn was so elegant. His heart trembled slightly. For fear that he would see that he missed him, staggered his eyes and looked elsewhere to divert his attention.

Tang Ruochen looked at Lan Wei in front of him. He didn't know what the woman had been looking at with her head down. He wanted to strangle her with one hand. "Are you looking for cockroaches?"

LAN Weiwei raised her head and focused on the oil painting. In short, she didn't look at him: "No."

Because she put her attention elsewhere and didn't look at Tang Ruochen, she didn't even know when he came to her. The next second, Tang Ruochen clamped his chin. The cold voice remembered from her ear, "look at me."

LAN Weiwei was held by his chin and raised her head, so she had to look at him at a close distance.

Watching closely, Tang Ruochen noticed her eyes. Sure enough, there were signs of crying. Her eyes were red.

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