What's the use of waking up at this time? There are no more people.
"You're not as good as animals!" Tan Jingmo punched he Ning in the face. The corners of his mouth were broken, but he still looked at the two men in front of him, kneeling quietly, atoning, repenting, or something else?
"You put today's photo at the door of your room? Where has Niuniu been bound by Tang Anguo? You don't give up. What's the purpose?" Tan Jingmo said sternly.
Shaking his head, he did not retreat, but moved in front of Tan Hongtao and pulled his trouser legs with one hand, "Sir, I have no intention. I just want to make atonement, just to make atonement."
He already knew that he was sinful and killed his good brothers and people he liked, so he wanted to stay and take care of Tan Hongtao instead of Tan Juntao.
I always thought that no one would know those past events if I didn't tell them. But today, Tan Jingmo stabbed them in front of Tan Hongtao. He was ashamed to have no face to them.
"Today, in front of the master and the young master, he Ning knows that he is sinful and dare not ask for your forgiveness. No matter how dissatisfied the master and the young master are, just take it out on he Ning, as long as it can calm the master and the young master."
He Ning knelt on the ground, his shoulders straight, waiting for their punishment.
No matter what it was, he recognized it and couldn't live by abusing himself. He thought that one day, unexpectedly, he would come now.
He Ning closed his eyes and knelt quietly.
Tan Jingmo lifted his sleeve and stopped his fist in front of him. "Say, what's Tang Anguo's plot? What does he want to do to the talker? Where's that girl?"
He doesn't believe he Ning doesn't know.
He Ning opened his eyes. The collar of his clothes was mentioned by Tan Jingmo, which made his neck ache. But he did not dare to speak out, nor did he beg for mercy for himself.
"Young master, I don't know. He just asked me to give the photos to Mrs. young, and didn't say anything else," he whispered.
Tan Jingmo threw him aside. Jun's face was full of gloom, like the rainy weather in spring.
Tan Hongtao has completely digested this matter. From the initial anger to the current calm, he has accepted that his son was killed by the person he believes most.
"What do you mean? What girl?" he asked his grandson. Tan Jingmo patiently explained to him what happened.
"Don't you stop? Don't you realize your mistake?" when he heard that he Ning gave the photos to bao'er, he immediately turned red. His crutch was about to hit he Ning's forehead and was stopped by Tan Jingmo.
"Grandpa, it's very complicated. You don't have to be angry with him. The key is to find the little girl, otherwise bao'er will be very worried," he said calmly.
Tan Hongtao is naturally worried, because bao'er's bad mood is bound to affect her baby. Now for him, the unborn golden egg is a big expectation. Tan's golden sun can't be bullied by anyone.
Looking at the regretful he Ning in front of him, Tan Jing Mo said in a cold voice.
He doesn't want to see him again. It's easier. Even if he plays dead he Ning, he can do it.
But he Ning in front of him did regret, so he changed his means. Since he regretted it, he should be more thorough. For example, there is no need to deliberately punish him, so let him go and let him live in guilt in the next time.
Tan Jingmo looked at he Ning coldly like hell Shura, and the smile on his lips was almost bloodthirsty and cruel.
Tan Hongtao didn't object to his words. He turned out of his study, and his back seemed to bend again.
Spring has completely arrived. The weather is neither hot nor cold, and the warmth is melting. But no one is in the mood to experience this leisure. The atmosphere in the villa is condensed. He Ning bends down and walks out of this place where he has stayed for decades.
He looked back, looked deeply at the villa, lowered his head and walked slowly forward. He had no direction and didn't know where to go.
In the villa, Tan Jingmo went upstairs and entered his room. Bao'er woke up and sat on the bed, distracted and out of sight.
With a tremor in his heart, he strode over.
"Why did you wake up so soon? Are you hungry? I asked Zhang Ma to prepare delicious food."
Bao'er raised his head, looked at Tan Jingmo's eyes, shook his head, then put his hands around his knees and put his chin on his knees. "I'm not hungry. I don't need it."
It's strange that she can eat at this time.
"Don't worry, I've sent someone out to look for it. You can wake up, but pay attention to rest. I'll go out and look for it myself later!" he said firmly.
When bao'er heard what he said, he looked up at him, "you know who kidnapped Niuniu, don't you?"
Do you still need to guess this?
She quickly got up, picked up a coat, put it on, took Tan Jingmo's hand, "well, I'll go too, let's go together."
She was afraid of doing nothing in the house. Since Tan Jingmo knew, he would go with him anyway.
Sure enough, Tan Jingmo immediately refused her request. "No, you can't marry anywhere now. Stay at home and wait for my news. I promise I'll bring her back."
At this time, when she goes, she will distract herself, and her health is not good.
Bao'er knew he would say so. She also looked at him stubbornly. Her eyes begged for grievances, sadness and everything, which made Tan Jingmo feel uncomfortable.
She shook her head and took a step back. "If you don't let me go today, I'll go myself and do what I say."
Her eyes are so firm, but her expression is so sad. In her shallow eyes, it is like water. In a blink of an eye, the tears will be used.
When she insisted, he couldn't refuse at all. Loving her was his weakness. Even if he didn't want to, he finally nodded.
Bao'er put a smile on her mouth, but it's more ugly than crying. Who wants to laugh at this time? Who can laugh?
"Let's go now." Tan Jingmo took her hand and they went downstairs together.
"Where are you going now?" Tan Hongtao asked.
"Go out and come back later, Grandpa. Don't worry." Tan Jingmo said and took bao'er out.
Tan Hongtao looked at the direction they left. Tang Anguo, it turned out that you have done so many good things!
Tan Jingmo drove directly to the Tang family's villa.
"Stop, who are you? You broke into private territory?" two bodyguards in black stopped Tan Jingmo and shouted.
Tan Jingmo smiled coldly and suddenly began to cut one of them's hands behind him, and then kicked the other down.
Tang Anguo sat on the sofa. Opposite him, there was a bald man in white plain clothes.
Being annoyed by the noise of entering the room, Tang Anguo turned around and just wanted to say who was so rude, he saw Tan Jingmo burst in angrily.
"Believe it or not, if you don't stop, I'll let Tang disappear on this earth?"
Tang Anguo was angry with Tan Jingmo's words and glared at Tan Jingmo with a calm face. "Get out!"