Tang Yiling smiled and stretched out her hand to wipe her forehead, wiping away the sweat beads, "However, the Mo family's old background was revealed.
In this way, Mo Bonian was full of shit. (PS: Mo Bonian was Mo Qier’s father.) But back then, no one would trace where his money came from. Because it took too long, we can’t find out now.
Not out.
Su Ying pondered, "There is someone behind the scenes who has been protecting him."
"Yes! But, there is no evidence to prove who it is. Wife, what will you do next?" Tang Yiling put his arms around Su Ying's shoulders and pulled her close to him. He found that there were many benefits to staying at home, and he could amuse his wife from time to time.
His son plays and his days are extremely happy. Even work matters don’t seem to require much thought on his part...
"Next step? Of course..."[
"What is it?" He became serious.
Sudden--
"The next step is to take a nice bath and enjoy breakfast."
"Eh?" Tang Yiling was stunned.
Su Ying passed him with a smile on her face.
When he reacted, he found...
"Honey, do you dare to play tricks on me?"
"So what if I'm playing tricks on you?"
"That!... I don't dare to do anything..."
"!!..."
He has arranged everything secretly, does he still need her to express his opinion?
She understands that there is no need...
Let's talk about Lin Yachen. He deliberately passed by the Tang family villa and then went to the company.
Go home as usual after get off work.
Get off the car.
Instead of going back to his room, he went straight to the small attic in the backyard.
The uneasiness is constantly expanding.
"What's wrong? You look so impatient?" Mr. Lin was very happy, which was a huge contrast to Lin Yachen.
Lin Yachen tugged on his tie and felt a little difficult to breathe.[
"Grandpa!" He didn't understand why Grandpa could still be so calm.
"Sit down and have a cup of afternoon tea with me."
Lin Yachen picked up the kung fu tea Mr. Lin poured for him, but he was not in the mood to taste it and drank it all in one gulp. When he met the questioning eyes, he could only explain lamely, "I drink it by mouth." He did it himself and poured another cup.