Lost Lovers

Chapter 38: The calm before the storm

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The car drove into the open wrought iron gate, and Tang Miao saw Tang Chun bending over and trimming the ornamental trees in the flower garden with concentration. A layer of leaves and branches fell on the ground; two servants were watering the lawn, and the bright sunlight fell on the water drops , glowing with dazzling white light; Zhang Wang and Feng Ye stood under an electronic camera, talking on the walkie-talkie. The two of them are bodyguards of the Tang family. Several bodyguards at home check the security system of the villa once a week. Today is probably inspection day again. Everything is normal, but this normality makes Tang Miao feel more and more heavy.

Tang Xin's personality is more similar to Tang Sihuang's. Now that he has made a decision, he will try his best to do his best, change his clothes in a hurry and go out. Tang Sihuang also went to the company.

Regardless of whether Tang Miao's "prophecy" is true or not, now is not the time for chaos.

Tang Miao drank a large glass of iced juice, let out a sigh of relief, locked herself in her room, and searched the Internet for the locations of all large supermarkets and department stores in the city, just in case.

He didn't sleep well at all last night, and went back to his room to sleep after lunch. Tang Sihuang told him that he would not need to cook during this time. He still had nightmares, but he didn't wake up these few times, and he seemed to know that he was dreaming in the dream.

This sleep lasted until dinner, and Tang Sihuang and Tang Miao had already returned.

"Daddy." Tang Miao walked over quickly and sat down next to Tang Sihuang, feeling a little dazed suddenly. Since when did he get along with Daddy more naturally

"Yeah." Tang Sihuang looked at his face and didn't say anything else.

After serving the meal for the three of them neatly and skillfully, the maid stepped aside and stood still, waiting for orders.

"Dad, I've been thinking about a question this afternoon. If... we might as well fly directly to City B." Tang Xin said in a low voice. He thought that city B was the political and military center of country Z, and it would definitely be the safest place.

After Tang Sihuang signaled the housekeeper and servants to step back, he said unhurriedly: "The solar storm will definitely interfere with the magnetic field. Do you dare to fly by then?"

"Or should we go there two days earlier?" Tang Xin said again.

Tang Sihuang denied again: "After all, that is not our territory, and many things still need to be prepared here. What's more, if there is too much movement, it will attract too much attention."

"In this case, we need to prepare a few more off-road vehicles." Tang Xin frowned most like Tang Sihuang, looked at Tang Miao, and joked, "Little brother, if your dream is not a so-called 'omen', Dad's The investment is huge."

Tang Miao didn't like his tone very much, as if accusing him of looking for trouble, took a sip of soup, looked at him lightly, and said, "I hope it's not true. Tang Xin, have you ever thought about it?" , if it is true, then no matter how much money you have, it will only become waste paper.”

Tang Xin stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled slightly. This little boy is indeed different from before.

"Eat." Tang Sihuang glanced over Tang Miao and then at Tang Xin.

Tang Xin shrugged and said nothing.

Tang Miao was a little bit uninspired. He is the one with the most pressure. Does he just want the end of the world to come? In any case, he had decided to spend all his money. The only thing that made him uneasy was that he couldn't tell anyone else about it. After all, even he himself didn't know whether this premonition was true or not, and he couldn't produce any evidence. If you rashly promote the end of the world, you will definitely be invited by the police to drink tea. He also thought about posting this incident on the Internet, but those Internet police officers are not just for nothing.