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When Tang Yuehui said this, he had a strange expression on his face. Tang Guoguo was not sure if he saw some anger in his father's face.

She frowned, and looked at Tang Yuehui: "Dad, what do you mean?"

Tang Yuehui gave a cold snort, but quickly turned around, "What did you want to say to me? Begging me? "

Tang Guoguo looked coldly at Tang Yuehui. That handsome and straight father who would hug her when she was little, the father who would secretly buy her snacks behind her mother's back every single time she cried, who would hug her and comfort her when she cried, saying that his father was with her when the sky was about to fall …

The most beautiful father that she remembered was this old man with a face full of hostility. They were not in the same room at all.

Time can change everything, but why change a person's heart?

Tang Guoguo's eyes were red as he looked at his father, who had already changed.

"The news online, the dark stuff, the dirty water spilled on top of me, did you get someone to make them?"

"So what if it's me? Could it be that he regretted looking at it? You want me to let you go? "

"Why?"

Tang Yuehui looked at Tang Guoguo as if he had heard a joke, and said while looking at Tang Guoguo, "My daughter, I used to think that you were very smart, but why are you giving birth to a child? Stupid? What can I do for you? You know that. "

"Money?"

"Hehe …" "Money is a good thing."

"At that time, your little trading company could no longer do anything, so you had to sell me to an old man for money. You sold me my mother's things for money, and now you want to ruin my daughter for money. I want to ask you, Dad, do you still think I'm your daughter? "Don't you have a little guilt?"

Tang Guoguo's eyes were already filled with tears. In a blur, she couldn't even see Tang Yuehui's expression clearly.

"Guilt?"

Tang Yuehui scoffed, "As a daughter, don't you feel guilty? What kind of life did you lead? What kind of life did I live as a father? I let you give me a little money. You are selfish, you are unfilial, do you think I would be merciful to you? "

Tang Guoguo hoarsely said, "That money is not mine."

"That's also your man's. You gave him two children, but he didn't give you any? "

"Again, I'll exchange it for money? Then my two children will be exchanged for money? You just sell me and your child to Bo Yuan. "

"So what if I sold it? If I were to raise you into your age and get married in the future, it would be the same as selling you. " Tang Yuehui said stubbornly, "Furthermore, Bo Yuan is so rich, why would I need you to do that?"

"After all, you want money. You can sell your daughter for money, and what can't you do? " Tang Guoguo could no longer control his emotions. He hated this father dearly, loathed why she had such a father.

"Didn't you say that if you had given me the money, I wouldn't have done that? Did you figure it out when you called me out this time? As long as you give me 20 million, I'll immediately send you the information and not disturb you in the future. How about it? "

Tang Guoguo looked at his father in shock, "20 million?"

"20 million, is that too much?" I have already inquired about it, the wealth of Bo Yuan, is more than just a few billion, if I want 20 million, it's already so little that it can't be any lesser. "

"I don't have it, so it's impossible for Bo Yuan to give it to me." Tang Guoguo wiped away her tears. Without making any compromise, she said in an exceptionally cold tone, "I will fulfill all of my supporting obligations. I will also pay for the rest of my life. Everything else is neither yours nor mine, so stop dreaming. "

Hearing that, Tang Yuehui immediately became excited, he started cursing and raised his hand to hit Tang Guoguo, "You stinking girl, you're just like your mother, not familiar with each other, I will beat you to death — —"

"Pah!"

A crisp slap sounded, but Tang Guoguo did not dodge. He looked on helplessly as Tang Yuehui really struck him.

Instantly, the imprint of a red hand on her delicate face became obvious, and her cheeks became red and swollen.

After the fight, Tang Yuehui met Tang Guoguo's eyes, and he was slightly startled. He looked at his own palm, and a flash of panic appeared in his eyes, but he quickly forced himself to calm down.

"What are you looking at?" As your father, can't I hit my own daughter? "

"You can." Tang Guoguo stood at his original position, expressionless, his clear eyes staring straight at himself.

Tang Yuehui seemed to have seen the Gu Rong of so many years ago. The first time he got drunk and hit her, she was in this state.

This daughter of his was extremely similar to Gu Rong, he could not help but ask …

Feeling guilty in his heart, he suddenly turned around. He knew that even he didn't dare meet those eyes.

"Hmph, if you won't give me the money, then just wait until your reputation is ruined." If you get dumped by Bo Yuan in the future, don't say that I, as your father, didn't warn you in advance. Do your best. "

Tang Yuehui quickly left the cemetery, not even bothering to spare his wife another glance.

Tang Guoguo stood at the same place, turned his head, looked at his mother's photo, and laughed depressingly: "Mother, luckily you are no longer here. Otherwise, if you were still alive, you would be even more upset, right? "

When Bo Yuan came back at night and went upstairs to change his clothes, he did not see Tang Guoguo at all.

Recently, Tang Guoguo had fallen in love with being a good wife and mother, and would always welcome him at the door. She would smile happily as she received his jacket, took his arm, and spoke in a tender voice, either talking about these small matters or showing off what delicious things she had cooked today.

But today, she didn't even appear, and the child was in the arms of a babysitter.

"Madame, sir, is feeling a little unwell. "He said he would go to sleep first."

"What's going on?"

Sister Yang shook her head, "Madam went out today to see mother. After he came back, he went back to his room and said that he had a headache due to the wind, so he went to sleep for a while. "

Bo Yuan thought for a while, then went to Tang Guoguo's room and pushed open the door. Inside the dark room, he could barely make out the figure of a blanket on the bed.

After getting used to the darkness, Bo Yuan walked towards the bedside. His back was facing Tang Guoguo and his expression could not be seen.

However, her uneven breathing betrayed her.

Bo Yuan reached out his hand, and his finger coldly touched Tang Guoguo's cheek; he felt that she had obviously become stiff.

"Didn't he fall asleep?"

His fingers were still moving along her cheeks and sliding down her eyes, making her eyelids tremble slightly.

Bo Yuan sat on the side of the bed with his legs crossed and his arms placed in front of him.

"You're not talking?"

Tang Guoguo had no choice but to reply, "Mhm."

But with just that one shout, Bo Yuan immediately noticed the change.

"You're crying?" His lips touched her forehead. "Why?"

Tang Guoguo remained silent and did not want to speak, but Bo Yuan was also very patient, and was just waiting for her to speak.

A few minutes later, the bedside lamp was suddenly turned on, Tang Guoguo couldn't adapt and squinted his eyes, at the same time, he was already being carried by Bo Yuan.