"It's not what Jiulong said." Nan Fengxiao knew what Tang Yichen was thinking at a casual glance, and inadvertently glanced at the photo lying aside.
He smiled coldly, and once upon a time, he also numbed himself by photos and work.
"My son of Nan Feng Xiao shouldn't be like this." Nan Feng Xiao put down the photo and looked at Tang Yi Ting with a tired face. His eyes fell from the top to his burned hand.
A woman tortured him like this.
Tang Yichen walked over, took the photo, and put it in his hand.
Then looking at Nan Fengxiao, he said indifferently, "I don't need you to intervene in my case, what about my mother?"
With that, Tang Yichen turned and left. He didn't want to stay with Nan Fengxiao.
"Tang Yichen."
Nan Fengxiao was a little upset, Tang Yichen stopped and looked ahead.
"Don't you think our father and son should have a good talk? Maybe I'll wait to teach you how to get your woman back."
Nan Fengxiao said, sitting back on the sofa, looking at Tang Tang Yichen's hesitant back with a smile.
Tang Yichen really hesitated, is it possible to recover the warmth
She hated him now, and even blocked his phone as soon as she left.
I hate him to this point, how can I get her forgiveness
"Okay, talk."
Tang Yichen watched Nan Fengxiao indifferently, and the two father and son sat face to face, with a small coffee table between them.
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Warmth waited for a long time and didn't see Nan Fengxiao and Tang Yichen come down, so he couldn't help worrying.
As soon as I was about to let Jiulong go up and take a look, I saw Nan Fengxiao and Tang Yichen walking down the stairs side by side.
Nan Fengxiao smiled at her, obviously showing off the results.
Seeing Nan Fengxiao's triumphant smile, Morphy felt quite a bit in his heart.
Tang Yichen was now willing to come down before, lest she would be worried about it all the time.
"Mom." Tang Yichen called Murphy lightly, walked to the side and sat down.
Nan Fengxiao took Mo Fei into his arms, rubbed her bitter face, frowned unhappy, "Give me a smile."
Morphy smirked at Nan Fengxiao, then pushed him away, and walked to sit down next to his son.
Nan Fengxiao's face is completely black, a dead woman, if you have a son, you don't want a husband, right
Mo Fei had no time to consider Nan Fengxiao's emotions, and looked at Tang Yichen worriedly, "Yichen, are you okay?"
Tang Yichen raised his head and smiled faintly, "Why do you think I have something to do?"
Asked by Tang Yichen so rhetorically, Morphy couldn't tell.
"I thought..." Murphy did not say a warm name, "Why do you have to do it with her?"
Although she likes to warm the girl, but they walk so hard, it is better not to be together.
Tang Yichen's body stiffened, yes, why does he have to be warm
"Mom, then why do you have to be my dad?"
Nan Fengxiao and Murphy were both stunned for a moment, and they realized that they were not talking about this issue.
"Mom, if I didn't meet the warmth, I might not know what my love is like for the rest of my life. I just met her, and if there is no if, she will have to be in this life."
If he really loses her, then this will be the case for the rest of his life, and he has no interest in other women.
Hearing Tang Yichen's words, Murphy suddenly felt sore in his throat.
"Mom, you go back and rest, I have something to deal with."
Tang Yichen stood up and walked directly outside, Jiulong quickly followed.
Morphy glanced at Nan Feng Xiao, Nan Feng Xiao cast her a relieved look, but Morphy began to feel uneasy.