Doctor Mom's Cold And Sweet

In the twinkling of an eye, the old man Tang Huiming could not be seen. In the restaurant, there was only a table of people with a gloomy face and put down their chopsticks.

Even if you haven't had enough, but now, no one has the appetite to continue eating.

Bai Luoke took a deep breath, and her mind quickly turned. What kind of excuse should she think of in order to leave reasonably?

Bai Luoke secretly took out his mobile phone, opened the communication list, found Lin Qing's phone, and sent her a text message: Qingqing, I need to get out now. You can call me right away. Just think about it as an excuse. As long as you can let me leave right away.

As soon as Bai Luoke pressed the send button, Tang Zhen suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the chair.

Bai Luoke was dragged to the door by Tang Zhen's strap. From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

Wu Yin saw that Bai Luoke was about to be pulled away by Tang Zhen. Although she was not satisfied with Tang Zhen's attitude, her face was still kind. She quickly said, "Miss Bai, my husband wants to talk to you. It won't take you too long, you..."

Without waiting for Wu Yin to finish speaking, Tang Zhen abruptly interrupted her: "tell Dad that Dr. Bai is my person. Just tell me if there is anything you want to do. I can convey it for you."

Wu Yin was helpless and resented Tang Zhen's rudeness more: "but, Tang Zhen, you know your father's temper. If you go like this? I'm afraid..."

Before Wu Yin finished her words, Wu Feifei, who had been oppressed, continued to say, "brother Tang Zhen, it's this woman's business. Why do you block her? You don't know your uncle's temper. Just take her away. In case your uncle is angry and treats you like before..."

Wu Tian suddenly poked Wu Feifei and made Wu Feifei stop talking and didn't go on.

That matter has always been a thorn in Tang Zhen and Tang Huiming's heart. They can't touch anyone, let alone mention it.

Bai Luoke could clearly feel that Tang Zhen's breath became more gloomy, but she had no time to say a word of concern, and the phone rang in her hand.

Bai Luoke lifted up her mobile phone and looked at the words Lin Qing on the mobile phone display. She quickly picked it up: "Hello, Qingqing..."

Lin Qing on the phone first asked suspiciously, "Ke Ke, what's the matter with you? Where are you? Come back quickly, Bei Bei..."

Before Lin Qing finished speaking, Bai Luoke was forced to say quickly: "Qingqing, I'll call you later."

Then he hung up in a hurry.

Because it hasn't been two hours as agreed, the driver Xiao Liu hasn't been at the gate yet. Tang Zhen took Bai Luoke out of the villa building and went to the garden road outside the door.

Bai Luoke was in a very complicated mood at the moment, and her palm didn't hurt when Tang Zhen pinched it, but she didn't say anything. It was inappropriate to say anything. She just looked at her back and couldn't help floating her thoughts

Just when she reached the gate of the villa, Tang Zhen suddenly stopped, causing Bai Luoke, who had no time to follow her, to bump into Tang Zhen's back.

This scene was caught by Tang Huiming in the second floor window, and the mood on his face became more gloomy.

After Bai Luoke stood firm, Tang Zhen slowly turned his head, looked up, and looked accurately at Tang Huiming in front of the glass window in the study on the second floor.

Father and son looked at each other across the length and height of the garden and space.

As like as two peas, he realized that a kind of stubborn emotion was seen from each other's eyes. Tang Hui Ming was really angry and helpless. He was angry that Tang's wings were hard now and he became more and more disobedient. But what he had no choice was that he was so stubborn and strong that he was just like his own age ago, and deserves to be his own son.

Tang Huiming silently looks at Tang Zhen, and Tang Zhen also silently looks at Tang Huiming.

Tang Zhen can't say that he has any feelings for Tang Huiming's father, because the feelings about his father are complex, because all kinds of factors are intertwined, and love and hate can't be judged.

However, Tang Zhen can clearly understand that, at least so far, he really doesn't want to see his father and the woman in the room act like harmony.

That's too dazzling. It makes him want to destroy everything in front of him!

Just looking at each other for a few seconds, Tang Zhen turned and walked out of the door. He didn't forget to just hold Bai Luoke's hand and take her out of the door of the Tang family.

If you don't have to go back to the Tang family every month and have a meal with them, you can freely control your rights in the company and not be controlled by Tang Huiming. Tang Zhen won't go back to the Tang family and see Wu Yin and Tang Huiming live in harmony.

In fact, everyone knows that Tang Huiming, who has already washed his hands in a golden basin, still holds the last right of the Tang Group. I'm afraid he also knows that without this, it would be more difficult for him to meet his son than to ascend to heaven.

The pain of some families is invisible and incomprehensible to outsiders. Even if Wu Tian wholeheartedly hoped that Tang Zhen would be well, he couldn't understand why the relationship between the Tang family and his son was so bad.

Therefore, he has been blaming his sister, Wu Yin, for this bad reason. Tang Zhen thought that Tang Zhen could not accept Wu Yin as her stepmother, so she was indirectly dissatisfied with her father.

But... The real reason is that only two parties can understand it?

Just a few steps out of the Tang family villa, I saw the driver Xiao Liu coming in his car. I saw two people walking on the road. Some of them stepped on the brake and stopped while exclaiming: "president Tang? Dr. Bai? Why did you come out so early?"

Tang Zhen didn't speak and sat directly in the back seat.

Bai Luoke shook his head to the driver Xiao Liu and said not to speak at this time. Then he sat in the car with Tang Zhen and left the Tang family villa with the driver Xiao Liu.

In the study on the second floor of the Tang family villa, Tang Huiming angrily picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on the expensive velvet carpet.

The ashtray didn't break, just rolled on the carpet, made a few muffled noises, and stopped in front of the bookcase.

Tang Huiming not only didn't relieve his anger, but because of these dull sounds, he felt that the flame in his heart had burned to the point that he couldn't suppress it.

He's still blaming him after all, his only son.

Obviously, they are their own father and son. Now, they are getting farther and farther away. They are not even as good as strangers