Her body has fallen to the root of the disease, the cold is penetrating into the bone, although the doctor has been looking after her, but there is no way to eradicate it.
The night of the Xiao family's family dinner was very lively. Although Tang Qing stayed in his room, he could hear the noise from the grass outside.
Xiao's family members are in charge of every family member's annual meeting.
It's going to be dark. Tang Qing sits in his wheelchair and looks out of the window. Dozens of luxury cars have been parked at the door. The Xiao family's skin is particularly white. No matter how beautiful the men and women are, they can be distinguished at a glance.
Even if they kill each other like this, everyone may have the blood of other relatives on their hands, but in such an atmosphere, everyone seems to be very close. The women's dependents walk in hand in hand, and the children run around behind them, just like an ordinary big family.
However, when you think about the turbulent undercurrent under the bustle, I'm afraid that once Xiao Feng loses power or something goes wrong, this group of people may immediately draw their guns and shoot at each other. Tang Qing feels goose bumps all over her and gets up.
She still couldn't understand the terrible family rules.
She is not qualified to participate in the family dinner, Tang Qing watched the bustle below for a while, climbed into bed, turned on the air conditioning temperature, and lay down.
When I woke up, it was already dark.
Downstairs is still very lively, a large number of people gathered at the door, it seems to be waiting to start fireworks.
The Xiao family is very traditional.
Tang Qing got out of the quilt and felt his stomach. He felt a little hungry. After thinking about it, he climbed into the wheelchair and planned to go downstairs to the biscuits and cake mats in the refrigerator.
The servants were too busy to take care of her, and she had to support herself.
Afraid to run into the Xiao family, Tang Qing deliberately went to the spare elevator to prepare to go downstairs.
She pushed the wheelchair past, smelling the faint smell of smoke in the corridor. She paused, let the wheelchair stop and looked up at the figure smoking on the windowsill next to the spare elevator.
It is a very graceful figure, wearing a fishtail long dress, hair delicate in the hair top. I didn't expect that there were people here. Tang Qing hesitated for a moment, and was planning to return to the original road. When he saw the figure turning around, he raised his head slightly and looked straight at her side.
Beautiful people, cold eyes.
Tang Qing startled, because the face of that person, slightly Leng Leng.
These light colored eyes
She was just thinking, the other side had slowly come to her side, showing a delicate face that did not show any age.
The closer she got, the more nervous Tang Qing looked at her face.
The woman came to her and put out the cigarette in her hand. Her eyes, which had no temperature when she just turned around, had become a pair of smiling eyes. She asked with a smile, "are you the woman who feng'er stays at home. Why didn't he take you downstairs to show you on such a busy day. "
Tang Qing slightly nervous, subconsciously retorted: "I am not..."
"I've heard of you." Women's voice is soft and sweet, but there is a kind of aloofness of the superior, "feng'er is very precious to you."
Tang Qing frowned and looked at the woman, not knowing what to say.
The woman looked at her face, a glimmer of cold under her eyes, and lifted her hand to her neck.