Tian LAN quietly looks at Wen Xi. The light in her eyes flashes away. Then she looks around for a while. Then she smiles and says lazily, "this is where my mother and I used to live more than 20 years ago We planted this cherry tree together for more than 20 years. I didn't expect it to grow so well... " Tian Lan said that Bi picked up the cup and sipped the tea gently, as if immersed in the memories of the past.
Wen Xi Mou son a flash, this shameless girl, always answer the wrong question. Anger gradually surged up and said coldly, "Miss Tian, today, I'm not here to listen to your story..."
"Tell a story?" Tian LAN put down her glass and cast her eyes on Wen Xi. After she settled down, she suddenly gathered a smile and said, "madam, this is not a story, it's a fact. This is definitely more interesting for her than Miss Liao's business..."
I don't know why, Wenxi's heart, inexplicably, began to jump up.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she carefully looked at this woman with unusual scheming and excellent psychological quality.
She can actually ask Liao Shasha whether she is infertile. This woman really can't be underestimated.
However, in the depth of memory, there is no figure that matches the woman in front of us. Even the woman surnamed Tian in those years is not like this.
"Miss Tian, what do you do?" She asked.
Tian LAN eyebrow tip a Yang, "in Tang Zong's hand seek a job, dawdle a day just.". Naturally, she is not as noble as Miss Liao's daughter
Wenxi nodded slightly. "So, what did you just say about your mother?"
"Oh? "She?" Tian LAN narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment, then raised a bright smile, "my mother, she is an art student I've been in poor health since I was a child. I don't have that talent... "
Wenxi's face turned pale slightly, and there seemed to be some flicker and confusion when he fixed his eyes on Tianlan.
"What's the matter? What is Madame thinking? " Tian LAN stares at Wen Xi, who seems to be in a trance. Her lips are slightly tilted. Her serious tone is a mischievous exploration. "Is madam thinking about the woman named Tian Cheng many years ago, who was still with a sick daughter at that time?"
Between the electric light and flint, Wenxi's eyes suddenly widened and almost slid down from the low stool. Fortunately, she helped the boxwood table in time.
Wen Xi, who got up slowly, stared at Tian LAN incredulously. His face faded and his chest fluctuated violently. "What? You, you're that bitch's daughter What about that bitch? She, where is she? "
"Put P! Who allowed you to insult my mother Tian LAN immediately collects the smile on her face, and her ferocious color is beyond expression. When she suddenly gets up, the cup of hot tea just filled in front of Wenxi is thrown directly into Wenxi's face.
"Ah --" Wenxi covers his face, staggers back a few steps, and makes a shrill scream. At the same time, he hears Tian Lan's vicious words, "I told you to talk about identity with me! What are you? You deserve to talk about your identity in front of me! You are just a rubbish woman in the name of a famous family! Call you a bitch who nearly killed our mother and daughter! Now, let you and your daughter taste what our mother and daughter suffered in those years! What about? Does it taste good? Pooh
The driver who heard Wenxi scream, regardless of the etiquette, broke into the door and hurriedly held Wenxi, who was about to fall down, crying out, "madam, madam!"
Wenxi at the moment, after exclamation, the tea drips down her face, and her clothes are wet with green tea. That scene is as awkward as it is.
Always neat and meticulous, how can she stand such a stain? As she hurriedly wiped the tea and tea from her face with her handkerchief, she said faintly, "hurry, help me out of here!".
The driver glared at Tian LAN and helped Wenxi to the car.
Tian LAN didn't give up. She was smiling happily, "madam, I can't think of it. This day, I've been waiting for more than 20 years. How about it? Does it feel good to be hurt? ——From now on, let you and your daughter go to hell together. I curse you Liao family. From now on, there will be no peace. "
this vicious curse has the power to penetrate people's hearts. Wenxi in the car can't help but feel creepy.
When the car was about to leave the lane, I vaguely heard Tian LAN crying madly, "Mom, your spirit in heaven, open your eyes and see, I've avenged you! Our mother and daughter suffered in those years, let their mother and daughter repay for the rest of their lives! I promise, they will get nothing! Ha ha, ha ha -- "
the unbearable pain on her face and the confusion and panic in her heart make Wenxi mutter to herself that this woman is crazy, she is a madman at all
Liao shawen, who had just come home from the company before Liao Zhongyu went out, was stopped by the panicked servant as soon as he entered the door, "young master, no good, there's something wrong with his wife -"
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HF group, Vancouver.
After a period of time to get along with and run in, Tong Zimei and big boss Si Ning's cooperation is more and more tacit.Fortunately, Si Ning will come to inspect and inspect seriously. He doesn't have any indiscreet thoughts about Tong Zimei. He doesn't even have any disrespectful words and eyes, which makes Tong Zimei feel at ease.
It seems that I was worried too much. Maybe the boss was just interested in me at that time.
Looking at the Department of Ning is no one's time, to himself is also squint, straight to talk about work, Tong Zimei also feel a little ashamed, is a little bit not magnanimous. Such a thought, in front of the Department of Ning is also generous.
Looking at Tong Zimei no longer evade himself, the bottom of his heart smile, fish began to relax vigilance, he took the first step to success.
Of course, the situation of Tong Zimei in Vancouver is clear soon.
at that time, he stood in the bathroom, plusing the rich foam on his cheeks and chin, listening to his attendants to report the situation of Tong Zi Mei.
What the entourage said is very simple. She left city B and came here only to go to her younger brother. Her younger brother came here many years ago. He is a permanent resident here and has a good job. In addition, Tong Zimei has a son in a wheelchair.
The former didn't feel anything, while the latter surprised him, so that his carefully shaved hand trembled slightly, and then his chin tingled slightly.
What? She has a son? Almost ten years old? This is really surprising news. The beautiful young woman flashed in his mind. She didn't look like a person with children!
Then look at the clean chin, with a tiny mouth on it, and a little bit of blood.
"So she was married? Whose child is that? " Si Ning took out a paper towel and carefully stroked the wisp of blood in front of the mirror.