Sorry, I can't love you

Clasping his hands, Xia Liang stood in front of Tang Lipei.

Tang Lipei took off his Phnom Penh glasses and raised his head as if a cold light passed by, which made her tremble.

"Dong Tang, what can I do for you?"

She asked in a low voice.

From the beginning, she was afraid of spending time with Tang Lipei.

This man has no father's love for her, only the fear and deterrence that frightened her

Now, Tang Lipei's eyes looked at her, which made her cry bad.

Did she do something wrong again?

But Tang Lipei narrowed his eyes and changed his cold eyes.

"Call dad when there's no one. Don't be so formal."

It seems that Tang Lipei's words hit the nail on the head.

Xia Liang was in a trance and said, "it's better to distinguish between public and private. After all, this is a company."

As soon as she spoke, she was startled by her bold words.

Then, quickly lower your head.

Tang Lipei didn't care. He paused and then said, "this weekend is the death day of Mo Shi's mother. Come and worship. I don't see much at home on weekdays. I had to ask the Secretary to call you."

The voice was not loud, even with a trace of turbidity, without the coldness of the past.

Xia Liang was stunned.

It turned out that it had been ten years since Tang's mother died.

However, over the years, she has not attended because of Tang Mo's two brothers and sisters.

This time, why?

"But... Ziqi, will they be unhappy?"

Xia Liang paused, his clear eyes dimmed a lot, and his voice lightened.

Of course she wanted to go, even to make up for Xia Bingqing's mistakes and redeem her sins, but when she thought of Tang Mo's face.

There must be another big quarrel.

Instead, forget it.

Tang Lipei seemed to guess what Xia Liang was worried about. He sighed and slowly opened his mouth: "don't worry, I'll tell them. I've put it down for so many years."

Tone, slightly desolate.

Xia Liang agreed when he saw that he couldn't resist.

Out of the office, she was in a trance when she remembered what she had just said

Will it really go so well?

Tang family.

At night, Tang Mo sat at his desk. The moonlight fell on the floor. Through a faint light, he picked up the photos on the table.

The photo has been taken for more than ten years, but there is no dust on it.

This is a group photo of him and his mother. He erases it almost every day.

Ten years ago, because of Xia Bingqing, his mother stood by the window and jumped. The bright blood instantly dyed the ground red, like a blood red rose, blooming wantonly at night and dyed his eyes red.

He could not forget the scene when the ambulance arrived and the doctor announced that his mother had no signs of life on the spot.

I can't forget that my mother still had hatred in her eyes before she died.

If it had not been for the two mothers and daughters, he should now be a family of four.

But everything has changed because of the emergence of those two mothers and daughters

Something seems to slip from the corner of my eye.

When Tang Mo reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, his hand holding the photo frame increased a bit.

It was a long time before he put it down.

Out of the room, Tang Mo went straight to his mother's room, opened the door and went in.

It's still the set ten years ago. Everything is as clean as it was ten years ago.

Unfortunately, things are different

All the good memories came to my heart in an instant.

He slowly went to the milky white dressing table and sat down. He picked up the exquisite diamond necklace and looked at it again and again.

This was specially worn by his mother on the day of his adult ceremony. He said he would attend with the best side. He put the necklace on his mother himself.

When he opened the drawer, Tang Mo picked up his handkerchief and wiped Tang's mother's jewelry again and again.

His mother has a lot of jewelry, but he can almost remember where all the jewelry was worn and who gave it on which day.

Suddenly, Tang Mo's hand wiping jewelry stopped.

His eyes sank and fell on the jewelry.

Then, a layer of anger rose on his face, his sword eyebrow frowned, put his things in his hand and strode out.

"Call all the servants!"

Tang Mo frowned and said coldly to housekeeper Cheng.

Housekeeper Cheng didn't understand, but his servant's identity didn't make him ask any more. He immediately called the servant

Tang Ziqi heard something in the room and came out with his mouth: "what's up, brother? I still want my aunt to make dessert for me."

Tang Mo didn't reply.

After a while, all the servants of the Tang family stood in two rows in the hall.

One by one, they are raising their heads. They don't know what happened.

Tang Mo's face was calm and his cold eyes swept across the hall.

"There's something missing at home. I'll give you a chance now. Who stole my mother's jewelry and handed it over now? I can't investigate it. Otherwise, wash your ass and wait to wear it at the bottom of the prison!"

In an instant, the hall exploded.

Even Tang Ziqi, who was still confused, was in high spirits and screamed, "what? The fucking jewelry is gone? "

The servants at the bottom whispered one by one.

But none of them came out to admit it.

"Now, I'll give you three minutes. If no one gives anything in three minutes, I'll call the police."

Tang Mo said coldly, and his eyes were covered with cold ice.

Steward Cheng stroked nervously. You know, the young master attaches most importance to his mother. Now his mother's things have been lost. Even if the young master turns the whole Tang family over, he will find them back.

It's just who's at hand. His hands and feet are not clean.

If the servant stole it, he would be derelict as a housekeeper!

"Who stole it? Tell me quickly! "

Housekeeper Cheng looked at the noisy servant and said in a low voice.

Tang Ziqi shook Tang Mo's arm: "elder brother, call the police. None of mom's jewelry is less than 100000. These servants must have the courage to steal it and sell it!"

Three minutes have passed

No one came forward to admit it.

Tang Mo's face became heavier and his eyebrows twisted into a ball.

He glanced coldly at all the servants, then fell on housekeeper Cheng and ordered: "go to the police."

Just then, a servant stepped out of his leg and took a step forward.

"Young master, I have something to say..."

The servant bowed his head and said timidly.

Housekeeper Cheng looked, isn't this Aunt Zhang? She has worked in the Tang family for the longest time and has always been honest. Why

When Tang Mo's eyes lit up, he immediately strode down the stairs and looked down at Aunt Zhang in front of him.

"Is that you?"

The roaring words made the person in front of him tremble.

Aunt Zhang shook her head: "it's not me..."