Tang Zhixi took a rare drive today. When she arrived at the parking lot, a call came in, so she answered it next to the car.
I didn't expect to meet them by chance.
She exchanged a few words with the person on the phone, and as soon as she hung up the phone, a group of them arrived in front of her.
Tang Zhixi took a quick look and saw the He family and his wife, the Song family of three plus Mr. Song, and the nanny and housekeeper.
"Xixi, why are you here?" Mr. Song was leaning on a cane. When he saw her, he smiled kindly.
"Meet a friend."
"Come, Grandpa, let me introduce you." The old man said and turned to the He family and his wife.
Song Zhengde pulled his clothes behind him, but the old man pushed them away silently.
"This is your Aunt He's brother and sister-in-law. This is Xixi, Anrou's sister."
The He family couple smiled slightly at the old man, but when they looked at Tang Zhixi, their faces were filled with contempt and disgust, and they did not say a word.
Tang Zhixi didn't want to get to know them either. After hearing the old man's introduction, she didn't even look at them.
Seeing her like this, Song Zhengde frowned dissatisfied: "Don't you know how to say hello to your elders when you see them?"
"Dad, sister may not be used to talking to strangers." Song Anju said.
Song Zhengde snorted coldly.
The old man ignored them and said to Tang Zhixi, "Are you going back? Let the driver take you off."
"No." Tang Zhixi wore a light purple dress today, tightly tied at the waist. Her cool temperament was domineering, "I'm going back first."
After saying that, she nodded slightly to the old man, turned around, walked two steps towards her car, and pressed the key.
The crystal purple Ferrari on the parking space lit up.
Everyone was startled, especially Song Anrou, whose pupils trembled.
Tang Zhixi was about to reach out to pull the car door when Song Anrou suddenly said: "This is my sister's car. It's so beautiful. Was it a gift from a friend?"
The sound is very sweet, but it is very uncomfortable to listen to.
Tang Zhixi paused and looked at her.
Song Anrou tilted her head, eyes narrowed: "Sister's friend is so generous. He gave her such a nice car and stayed at the Doomsday Hotel. I'm so envious."
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Song Anrou sneered: "What kind of friend is this? He is from a hotel and a luxury car. I have never made one in my entire life."
There are some words that Song Anrou's mother is not suitable to say, as they will destroy family harmony. But the He family is more open to speaking out in support of their sister.
After her aunt finished speaking, she immediately exchanged glances with her mother.
Song Zhengde immediately lost his composure. He took two steps forward and asked, "Where is the car?"
In his eyes, Tang Zhixi had been in the countryside for more than 20 years and had only been in Yancheng for less than three months.
How could a poor girl drive such a good car and stay at the Doomsday Hotel if it wasn't through some unfair means?
They usually don't want to live there.
Plus Song Anrou’s words.
He seemed to be convinced that Tang Zhixi was not doing anything serious with her face.
"I asked you where the car came from!"
Tang Zhixi looked directly into his eyes, looking at his blushing and angry face, and suddenly felt a little funny.
Song Anrou pursed her lips and said no more. She lowered her head, but her eyes could not hide the pride.
"Zhengde, shut up, don't you ask questions properly if you have something to say?" Mr. Song said.
"She did something inappropriate and she didn't let me talk about it. She even gave up her face for a little money. I, Song Zhengde, don't have such a daughter. I will beat her to death today."
Song Zhengde raised his hand.
Tang Zhixi's indifferent expression flashed with anger for a moment.
However, before his hand fell, An Lin's voice suddenly sounded.
"Zhixi?"
Song Zhengde's hand stopped in mid-air, and everyone else followed the sound and looked over.
An Lin walked over in a hurry, saw Song Zhengde's raised hand, and frowned: "What's going on?"
"Mayor An." Song Zhengde put down his hand, a little embarrassed, "It's a private matter at home."
When Song Anrou saw An Ting coming over, she immediately went to him, looking as if she was frightened.
Antin: "What happened?"
"Sister and my dad had a little conflict." Song Anrou said worriedly.
An Ting narrowed his eyes, wondering what kind of conflict would lead to him hitting someone.
An Lin turned sideways and blocked Song Zhengde from behind, and asked Tang Zhixi in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
The tone was cautious.
The corner of An Ting's mouth twitched several times involuntarily. When could his father's tone of speaking to him be as gentle as this? He was so satisfied that he couldn't help it.
The He family and the Song family were obviously stunned by An Lin's concerned and cautious tone.
It was the old man who asked first: "Mayor An knows Xixi."
"Well." An Lin didn't explain much. He looked at Song Zhengde and his tone was cold. Even the usual politeness of in-laws was gone, "Mr. Song, no matter what the reason is, it is wrong to hit someone. Besides, she is still a girl.
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"Mayor An," Song Zhengde rubbed his hands and smiled stiffly, "Yes, I was too impulsive just now."
Due to the relationship between the two families, he was also afraid that he would cause trouble for Tang Zhixi by saying too much. An Lin said nothing else and turned to look at Tang Zhixi: "Shall I have someone take you back?"
"He drove here." Tang Zhixi raised her chin towards the car next to her.
"Okay, pay attention to safety when you go back." An Lin warned, "Be sure to drive slowly, don't run red lights, and pay attention to the road conditions."
Tang Zhixi nodded lightly, just like how she usually interacted with people, coldly and indifferently.
Without looking at the group of people, she got into the car and started it. Then she lowered the window, looked at Song Zhengde, and said coldly: "If you haven't fulfilled your obligations as a father, don't act like a father. This behavior is quite shameless."
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After saying that, she nodded slightly to An Lin and drove away directly.
The remaining people looked at each other with bad expressions. Especially Song Zhengde, whose face turned red and the muscles on his face were a little distorted.
He lost face with the He family, lost face with An Lin, and finally had an illegitimate daughter scold him.
But with so many people, he was so angry and had no place to vent his anger. He had never been so frustrated.
An Lin waited for Tang Zhixi's car to disappear from sight, and then said to them: "An will fly out of town soon, so he left first."
"Mayor An, you are busy, you are busy." Song Zhengde said.
An Lin nodded to him and walked towards his car.
Both the He family and the Song family fell into silence. Mr. Song was too lazy to join them and asked the housekeeper to accompany him on crutches.
Song Anrou kept staring in the direction of Tang Zhixi. An Lin had never been so careful when talking to her. Why should she be an illegitimate daughter? After a while, she suppressed the fire in her heart, held An Ting's arm, and asked with a smile.
Said: "Uncle An knows sister?"
After asking this question, Antin suddenly remembered what his father said to him at that time.
Don't tell anyone that Tang Zhixi and I know each other, or I will kill you.
"I don't know." An Ting said with a smile, "My father never told me anything."
Song Anrou smiled, lowered her head and said no more.
**
Tang Zhixi returned to Weiyang Palace. In the elevator, she felt uncomfortable in her stomach and sore in her waist.
Counting the days, my menstrual period is almost here.
She's a little annoyed.
The elevator stopped for a moment on the twenty-seventh floor, the door opened, and Ye Hanzhi came in.
When Tang Zhixi saw it was him, she checked the elevator floor number again.
Ye Hanzhi didn't expect to meet her. After being surprised for a moment, he smiled and said, "I also bought this floor."
"Oh." Tang Zhixi thought to herself, you are still rich, "On this floor, you have to take the stairs while waiting for the elevator."
The elevator opened again on the twenty-eighth floor, and the two of them walked out together. Ye Hanzhi said, "I'm lazy."
"It seems so." Tang Zhixi found that she felt much better when she saw him.
Sure enough, being good-looking has its uses.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ye Hanzhi asked.
"Huh?" Tang Zhixi looked at him.
"My face looks a little bad."
"Oh." Tang Zhixi touched her face and said a little carelessly, "Maybe I'm a little tired."
"Then go to bed early and don't sleep so late."
Tang Zhixi nodded in response.
Seeing that she was perfunctory, Ye Hanzhi's tone became gentler: "Be obedient."
These two words are so gentle and intoxicating.
Tang Zhixi looked up at him, her eyes that were obviously oppressive were now looking at her with a broken smile.
She, who has always refused to take soft and hard advice, couldn't resist: "Oh."