A week later, Tang Miao was finally discharged from the hospital. During this period, the culprit never visited him once. What Tang Miao didn't expect was that Tang Sihuang didn't show up until he was discharged from the hospital. While disappointing him, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because Daddy is a very shrewd person, and he still doesn't know how to face him.
Tang Chun was well aware of the young master's sensitive|sensitive temperament, and while packing the young master's clothes, he explained: "Sir, I'm a little busy today, so I'm afraid I can't come."
"I know Daddy is very busy." Tang Miao smiled at him, got up and prepared to change the hospital gown.
Tang Chun sighed in his heart. Although the young master has become weaker, he is still very cute. I don’t know why the husband doesn’t seem to like him. expressionless. Even if he has been with him for more than 20 years, he still can't figure out his mind. However, having said that, their Tang family is a business tycoon, and the young master's personality is indeed an anomaly. No wonder Mr. Wang likes it.
The hospital is only a twenty-minute drive from the residence. Tang Zhai is a three-story luxury villa. The villa is in Georgian style. After entering the carved iron gate, the car drove along the wide and flat road for three or four minutes before arriving at the white main house. After Tang Miao got off the car, she walked directly to the gate, her eyes sweeping across the entire villa from time to time. When he died in a car accident in Country M, it was more than a month after the start of his third year in university. In fact, he had only been away from home for a month, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in his heart, as if he had been away for several years, and there was a little emotion in his eyes.
After entering the door, Tang Miao first saw two people lined up neatly. The servants are uniformly dressed in white, while the bodyguards all wear black suits.
"Welcome home, young master."
Tang Miao nodded, stood in the living room and looked around, feeling quite nostalgic.
"Woof..." A vigorous black shadow ran down the stairs nimbly, rushed to Tang Miao, whimpered, and danced around him.
"Charles!" Tang Miao couldn't help laughing, squatting down|body|stroking|stroking it affectionately. All three of the Tang family, father and son, are dog lovers. Charles is a Rottweiler, ranking second among the top ten famous dogs in the world. His hair is smooth and black, and his body is strong and fit.
Behind Charles was a tall and muscular black figure, who came downstairs unhurriedly, glanced at Tang Miao, did not walk over, and stood one meter away from him, proud and calm. Tang Miao didn't care either. Heiwei is a Tibetan mastiff, the number one dog among the top ten famous dogs in the world. It is said that Tibetan mastiffs are loyal to their owners, and it is true. Heiwei is usually only closest to Tang Sihuang.
Tang Chun lifted his luggage up first, and Tang Miao played with Charles in the living room for a while before going upstairs, closing the door, relaxing and lying on the big soft bed, thinking of his previous life, or the past. Sixteen years old was a bit unbearable for him. At that time, he didn't have any major shortcomings, but he was timid, cowardly, and inferior... Now that he thinks about it, he wants to cover his face.
In this life, Tang Miao wants to start over. However, if the personality changes suddenly, it will definitely make people suspicious, right? Tang Miao frowned, lost in thought.
"Dangdangdang..."
When the bell rang downstairs, Tang Miao woke up suddenly and made up her mind. Daddy is too shrewd. The only way out now is to keep his original personality temporarily and gradually change it later. He found clean pajamas from the closet, took a shower, lay on the bed relaxedly, flipped through a novel at random, and gradually fell asleep unconsciously...