Tang Sihuang looked at Tang Miao calmly. His youngest son seems to be a little different from before. Natural curly soft black hair rests docilely on the corner of the forehead, the corner of the mouth is curled up, and there is an unpretentious smile, and two dimples are exposed on the face. The eyes are shining brightly, making him look radiant, exuding a confident and calm manner, completely different from the timidity of the past. Could it be that that aristocratic hospital has the function of raising people in addition to treating diseases? The rosy mouth glistens with oil...
Tang Sihuang looked in the direction he was running towards, and when he saw the rice plate on the coffee table, his handsome eyebrows raised immediately.
Tang Miao looked up at her father, a little dazed. The daddy five years later is actually very young, everyone who sees him for the first time will think that he is only in his early thirties. The current father is only in his thirties, young and handsome, with a pair of quiet and deep black pupils, always looking unpredictable; two thin lips are naturally pursed, looking cold and ruthless, but it is more mature temperament. The well-tailored black suit perfectly outlines the slender figure, and the wide shoulders and narrow hips make him a natural hanger.
This is his father, in this life, he wants to improve the relationship between them.
"Daddy, I'm sorry."
This is what he owes Daddy, not only because he caused Daddy's death, but also because he once distrusted Daddy.
Tang Sihuang was a little confused, not knowing where his apology came from, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Watching TV while eating, where did you learn your bad habit?"
With a deep and deep voice, Tang Miao came back to her senses, stood up straight quickly, and apologized again: "I'm sorry, Daddy." Then he took the rice plate and went to the restaurant next to him to make room for Tang Sihuang.
Tang Sihuang glanced at the rice plate as if there was nothing there, and frowned. Colorful, what is it
In the living room, the beautiful female anchor is broadcasting the news: "Yunjiang once again sounded the ecological alarm. The environmental statistics provided by the State Environmental Protection Administration show that the sewage discharge of Yunjiang is showing a trend of rapid growth—welcome to watch 'Today's Line'..."
"Young master, are you all right?" Tang Wen sat down next to Tang Miao and asked with concern. He and Tang Wu's father, Tang Weijie, were old people who followed Tang Lirong, so their brothers and Tang Sihuang were considered young, and they didn't pay much attention in private.
"It's ready, Uncle Xie Wen is concerned." Tang Miao cocked her lips at him. Resurrecting his life, being able to see Daddy again, his heart was filled with joy, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.
Tang Sihuang's voice came from the living room: "Since the body is fine, I will let the tutor come over tomorrow."
"Yes, Daddy." Tang Miao replied. After living abroad for twelve years, after returning to country Z, his cultural achievements have not been outstanding. Now thinking of the sixteen years old in the previous life, and comparing it with the excellent Tang Xin, Tang Miao felt that she was really ashamed.
"Young master, don't be lazy when learning martial arts with Tang Wu in the future." Tang Wen lowered his voice, half joking and half serious. He liked the young master more than Tang Xin. Tang Miao is the younger brother, and Tang Xin didn't give in, he hit so hard.
Tang Miao was noncommittal, and smiled back. It's fine with the past, and he doesn't want to argue with Tang Xin anymore. As for the future, he will let Tang Xin, that childish brat.