Chapter 2230

When Tang Mo was talking to Tang Xu, Tang lady heard Tang Mo's voice. She looked up at Tang mo.

Seeing that he was still alive, Mrs. Tang covered her mouth and wept with joy.

Her Mo'er is still alive!

Mrs. Tang looked at Tang Mo, crying and laughing. The whole person is like coming out of the fog forest. His mental state is totally different. He seems to have survived from the edge of death.

She was not stupid. When she heard the conversation between Tang Mo and Tang Xu, she understood what had happened.

She sat in her seat and didn't come forward to hold Tang Mo and cry.

She only said to Tang Mo gently, "Mo'er, I'm not afraid of anything. They are going to send out the photos, and my mother is not afraid of anything. Whatever you do, your mother will be your support and will not give you any trouble! "

Tang Mo looks at the haggard and skinny lady Tang. He feels guilty and nods to her calmly.

"What a mother and son. It seems that you only care about your mother, not your father!" Tang Xu said in a voice that only he and Tang Mo could hear.

Tang Mo narrowed his eyes, "don't threaten me with him. He is also your father. The news says that something happened to him. You can only cajole these directors. I guess all the bequests are fake! "

Tang Xu didn't expect Tang Mo to have this brain.

Before, he looked down on him!

Tang Xu takes out his mobile phone and shows Tang Mo some photos. "To tell you the truth, Tang Xun is not my biological father. I don't care about his life and death. If you are determined to deal with me, then my parents can only deal with your father! "

Tang Mo frowned. "Tang Xu, you have lost this battle. Don't take that bastard as a threat to me. Do you think I care? It's best if he's dead! "

Tang Xu said, "well, since you don't care about his life and death, send me to the police station!"

Mrs. Tang is closest to the two. She hears Tang Xu's words and her face changes.

Although he and Tang Xun have no real name, they have reached the end of their marriage. But she didn't want him to die.

After all, he is Tang Mo's own father and son.

Mrs. Tang wanted to say something, but when it came to her mouth, she turned her head.

Mo'er can make her own decision. She shouldn't interfere too much!

Her children she knows best, no matter how ruthless the mouth, the bottom of the heart has a piece, always soft.

As Mrs. Tang expected, Tang Mo let Tang Xun go.

Tang Xun is just a lost dog when he leaves now.

Neither the Tang family nor the Tang family will have his place.

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Nanxun is in a state of unease and anxiety, waiting for the phone call from Mrs. Tang.

"Xun'er, if you have time, would you like to come to the old house?" "Mo'er is not dead. He's back, but his father is hijacked by Liu Xiu's family. He's locked himself in the master's room," said Tang

Nanxun answers the phone and hurries to Tang's old house.

Madame Tang took Nanxun to the door of the old man's room, "from yesterday until now." Mrs. Tang told Nanxun about yesterday's board of directors.

When Nanxun heard the words, he was a little surprised, but there was a sense of the original.

Tang Xu was originally a species of Liu Xiu and Liu Yaohui. Tang Xun was held by them. Now Tang Mo has to make a decision whether to save him or not. In fact, it's hard for Tang mo.

As far as Nanxun is concerned, Tang Xun didn't give Tang Mo much father's love.

Nanxun asked Mrs. Tang for a spare key, opened the room and walked in.

Tang Mo sits on the bed with several thick albums beside him.

There are a lot of cigarette butts on the ashtray of the bedside table.

Nanxun walked over, squatted to the bedside, and grasped a long hand he had put on his leg.

"It's hard, isn't it?"

Tang Mo looks down at Nanxun, and peach blossom has a red blood in her eyes. "When I was seven years old, some children in the yard called me a little monster that my father didn't like. I had a fight with someone."

"He came back and scolded me for not asking. Every time I take the test, I want to be praised by him, but he only says, "don't be proud, there are many people who are better than you."

"When I was a kid, I didn't understand what I did badly. I didn't like my father as much as I did. I tried to do better, but I still couldn't get his attention."

"When I was nine years old, there was a guest at home. His son was very good at boxing. He praised his son. In order to be better than the guest's son, I went to the hardest and most tired training camp. I have learned a lot of skills. In the training camp, I can rank among the top three in physical fitness and cultural achievements. But when he learned that, he said, "do you want to do something to Laozi after practicing?"

"As I grew up, I desperately sought out the truth that he didn't like me. Until the day I became an adult, my mother held a banquet for me in the hotel. He also came, gave me gifts and smiled at me. I was very happy. "

"But he stayed for a few minutes and left. I was a little lost and ran out to find him. But I saw him walk into another banquet hall. That was the first time I learned about the existence of Tang Xu. Tang Xu won the first prize in the competition. He rewarded him with a limited locomotive. At that time, I liked that locomotive and asked him to have it, but he gave it to Tang Xu. ""Knowing that Tang Xu is his illegitimate son, I found Tang Xu's school and gave him a good beating. As a result, he came back and slapped me! "

"Later, Tang Xu was sent abroad by him, and he didn't like to go home any more. At that time, I had no expectation of him."

Tang Mo raised his head and narrowed his rosy eyes slightly. "You say, there are so many bad places in my memory. Why do I still remember the picture of him and my mother holding me in the palm before I was seven years old! He also took me to the amusement park, hunched me on his shoulder and bought me ice cream

"He bathed me and rode me as a horse. He took good care of me when I had a cold and a fever."

Tang Mo's long hands covered his beautiful face and kept silent for a long time. Nanxun saw cold liquid coming out of his fingers.

He cried.

Although he is twenty-seven or seventy-eight, at this moment, he is still like a child eager to be loved by his father.

Frail, helpless, pitiful, sensitive -

Nanxun's heart is aching with one stroke. She sat at the edge of the bed, reached out her hands and hugged him.

"Cry out!"

He buried his face in her heart and hugged her. Broad and thin shoulders twitch slightly.

He needs a vent. He has been holding his emotions for too long.

Nanxun patted him on the back. After a while, he gradually calmed down.

When he raised his handsome face, he returned to his usual wild face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I have made a decision."

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