Tang Xiaowan took the water glass and took a sip very anxiously, not knowing whether it was the choking or the emotional reason, she kept coughing repeatedly, and her eyes flushed, "Mengmeng, move back and join Xiaojian soon." Live! He..."
"What's wrong with Xiaojian?" Jia Meng asked with concern, "He even called me a couple of days ago. I think it's pretty good!"
Although Jia Meng didn't want to marry Tang Xiaojian, he still regarded him as a very important person from the bottom of his heart, and never wanted him to have a bad life.
"Since the last time Weiran Villa proposed to you, you not only did not agree, but you were hospitalized temporarily. Xiaojian became depressed and locked himself in the room every day, as if he had changed..."
Tang Xiaowan recounted, and couldn't help crying.
"Aunt Tang, Xiaojian and I are not married yet. Living together before marriage will inevitably attract criticism. This is not very good for our family's reputation." Jia Meng sat next to Tang Xiaowan and patted her back tenderly. Help her to stop her coughing.
Tang Xiaowan grabbed Jia Meng’s hand, patted the back of her hand, and said, “Mengmeng, what age is it? Nowadays, young people are popular in trying love before marriage. What's more, you two have been married since you were young. Everyone knows that you are. Born to be a couple, how can there be any criticism!"
Jia Meng's hand was pierced by the sharp patch on Tang Xiaowan's nail. He gritted his teeth and resisted screaming. He kept smiling calmly: "Aunt Tang, I ask you to communicate directly with my dad about my affairs with Xiaojian!"
"Mengmeng, you are an adult. You should take the initiative to take the initiative to call the shots of your lifelong affairs, right?" Tang Xiaowan obviously expressed dissatisfaction with Jia Meng's shirk. She pulled out a few tissues and wiped her face fiercely. Tears.
Jia Meng pulled out the hand held tightly by Tang Xiaowan, gently pressed the part on the back of the hand that was pierced by the nail, sneered and said: "Aunt Tang, Xiaojian is also an adult, but why don't you let him decide on his own? What about lifelong events?"
Tang Xiaowan was speechless for a while, looked at Jia Meng with a surprised look, and muttered in her heart: The look of this Y-head is really like her mother!
Jia Meng opened the pill box on the coffee table, took out a packet expertly, and delivered the small pills one by one into his mouth.
"Although I am an adult, I am also a mental patient with limited civil capacity. My dad is my legal guardian, isn't it?" Jia Meng picked up the water glass, swallowed the pill in one breath, and stared at it with blurred eyes. Tang Xiaowan, who was stunned, asked confidently. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
Although it is not the first time that Tang Xiaowan has seen Jia Meng take medicine, she looked at Jia Meng's unusual eyes and listened to her saying meaningful words. She felt like she was slapped in the face and couldn't organize proper language for a while. To argue.
She couldn't even tell whether Jia Meng's mental illness was cured or more serious
After taking the medicine, Jia Meng got up and walked up the stairs. He turned his head and said to Tang Xiaowan who was in a daze: "Aunt Tang, I am a little dizzy. I want to go back to the room to rest. Please come."
Tang Xiaowan saw that Jia Meng was about to issue a guest order, suddenly pulled out of his thoughts, and caught up with Jia Meng's hand again.
She pointed to the crystal lamp on the ceiling, gestured around the high ceiling with her fingers, with a memory on her face saying: "Mengmeng, the house your father lived in is really good, but you are the only one who is empty. , You must be very lonely... Do you remember when you were young, your mother took you, Aunt Tang took Xiaojian, and we shared the lively days in the small two-bedroom apartment?"
Mom... These two words that suffocated Jia Meng again. Why did Tang Xiaowan mention it again!
Jia Meng's headache began to attack. She felt countless acupuncture sticks into her head like ten thousand arrows, so she had to stop, hold on to the railing of the stairs, close her eyes and endure.
In the confusion, she could vaguely see a familiar and cold woman's face emerging in her mind, with a pair of bright eyes exposed in the deep-set eye sockets. She raised her head and smiled at her, but said nothing.
Jia Meng tried to search for all the fragments related to this face in his mind, but found that no matter what, he couldn't put together a complete memory.
"I don't remember! I don't remember!" Jia Meng shook his head violently and yelled out of control.
At this time, Tang Xiaowan calmed down. She stretched out her arms and enthusiastically hugged Jia Meng who was out of control. She gently patted Jia Meng’s shoulder with one hand and said, "Mengmeng, there are some things that you can’t remember. . You just need to remember that Aunt Tang loves you the same way and treats you as a relative."
Jia Meng leaned on Tang Xiaowan's shoulder, letting tears flow down unscrupulously. She found that the strong Dior perfume smell on Tang Xiaowan's body seemed to have become less unpleasant.
She was also thankful that she had just taken the pills to control her condition, otherwise she would have passed out again at this moment.
Suddenly, with a click, the door was pushed open, and there was the sound of pedaling high heels.
"Ah, what kind of wind is blowing Mr. Tang into Jia's small courtyard!" A rugged figure appeared at the door with his back facing the bright light outside the door.
It's Li Lu.
Jia Meng tried his best to stop the tears, pushed Tang Xiaowan away, walked down the stairs, and explained to Li Lu for Tang Xiaowan: "Aunt Tang was out for work today, just passing by here, so she came to sit at home."
Tang Xiaowan repeatedly cooperated: "Uh... yes. I'll stop by and take a look at Mengmeng."
"This is a suburb more than 60 kilometers away from the Tang Cultural Company. It is really hard work for President Tang to drop by here!" Li Lu's way of speaking gives people a sense of cursing without dirty words.
Tang Xiaowan walked up to Li Lu, put on a stiff smile, and said, "You must be Miss Li Lu, the assistant of your brother-in-law. I have often heard him mention you before and praise you for being smart and capable!"
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Jia asked me to convey to you that next year, all the advertising resources of NetDream Technology's websites will be sold through public investment promotion. We will comprehensively consider the customer's bid price and brand reputation for evaluation and allocation." Li Lu was straightforward and said. Don't want to get close to Tang Xiaowan.
Tang Xiaowan vaguely felt a murderous attack, and responded with spirit: "Of course, as the portal of Internet's first traffic, NetDream Technology is a resource that major businesses compete for every year. Naturally, it is for profit. ."
"It's better for profit, it's better than talking about relatives." Li Lu slowed down and replied sonorously.
Tang Xiaowan looked a little embarrassed, and asked, "Is this also what my brother-in-law asked you to bring to me?"
"Mr. Jia focuses on the quality of the website's content, similar to small things like advertising investment, I will help him to share it." Li Lu's answer is not leaking.