When LAN Weiwei woke up, she was lying in a pile of weeds. The sky was very blue, but she was a little strange to the people in front of her: "I respected you very much and called you dad, but now... I don't know what to call you."

"Do you know how hard it took me to get you here?" Tang Zongming turned and asked.

After a pause, Lan Wei shook her head: "I was in a coma and didn't know the situation."

"It was the most regretful decision I ever made to let you stay with him." Tang Zongming said.

LAN Weiwei couldn't help laughing: "are you worthless for Mr. Meng? To tell you the truth, I deserve his death."

Tang Zongming closed his eyes and said, "he didn't hesitate to kill his own brother for you. If I can accommodate you, how can I afford him."

"He?" Lan Wei repeated the word suspiciously: "if Chen, or Meng Haolin?"

Tang Zongming didn't answer this question directly, and he didn't tell her too much about his feelings for Meng Haolin. He just turned his back to Lan Wei and said coldly, "he is the proudest son in my life. As a successful man, he shouldn't have soft help like you around him. Your existence will only pose a threat to him."

"So?"

Tang Zongming turned and said, "for the sake of your being Xiaoxuan's mother, I can save your life, but you must disappear from him, leave him completely and never come back."

Three years later

LAN Feifei and Zhao Jiale sat in a coffee shop. They were silent for a moment. They only heard LAN Feifei ask, "is there still no news about her?"

Zhao Jiale pondered and shook his head: "Tang Ruochen has almost turned over the whole earth... There are no people alive and no bodies dead."

"Tang Ruochen has found the best doctor in the world and has survived for three years. Now his father is really dying... In fact, I know that he really wants to see Wei Wei for the last time, but... It seems that he has no chance."

"You don't have to worry. With Dr. Shen and Dr. Zhang, I don't think the situation will be so bad."

The atmosphere was a little heavy. LAN Feifei looked at him and tried to stop talking, but he didn't dare to ask his heart.

"Say what you want to say," said Zhao Jiale.

"Wei Wei, have you...?" she died.

Zhao Jiale looked at her. Although there was no exact answer, there was some regret in the bottom of his eyes: "I don't know."

Lanfeifei thoughtfully took a sip of coffee. "I just feel a little distressed about Xiaoxuan. In recent years, he can't see Weiwei... His temper is getting worse and worse. A few days ago, I heard from Chen Ma that he was watching cartoons because he couldn't bear to see two bears bullying a bald head, an ashtray smashing, and the TV was smashed."

"Then you underestimate his destructive power." now Tang Xiaoxuan is not the child who would only pester his mother to cry three years ago. As long as he is in a bad mood, it would take tens of millions to smash a thing. If he didn't have a rich father like Tang Ruochen, he really couldn't afford to raise the child.

"Have you seen him?" lanfeifei asked.

"Oh, some time ago," said Zhao Jiale, sending some red envelopes to the beauty on wechat.

"Is he... Okay?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Jiale asked.

"All aspects."

"No one can control him except Tang Ruochen." Zhao Jiale's answer is very simple, powerful and informative.

LAN Feifei's eyes flashed a chill: "hum, I didn't expect the old man to be so cruel." Tang Xiaoxuan lost his mother when he was so young.

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