Soon, he would know which situation the young man in front of him belonged to...
For the sake of his granddaughter, Mr. Tang sincerely hoped that he would not be disappointed.
I hope this young man is not an empty-handed person.
…
Mr. Tang led the way at the front.
Xiao Xiao and Mr. Jiang walked behind.
…
"This is Tangtang's room."
Mr. Tang stopped at the door of a room.
He looked at the two of them.
Then he reached out and knocked on the door.
"Tangtang."
"Grandpa came in."
As he spoke, Mr. Tang opened the door.
Tangtang basically doesn’t lock the door during the day -
Why!?
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Mr. Tang was slapped in the face.
…
"What's wrong?"
Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly.
"The door is locked?"
He has been staying at Mr. Tang's house these days.
I also knew that Tangtang’s door should be unlocked during the day.
…
"……Um."
Mr. Tang's face looked a little ugly.
He nodded.
"Locked."
…
He doesn't understand...
"What kind of door should be locked in broad daylight?"
Mr. Tang murmured.
…
Next second-
"boom!"
"Bang bang!"
Mr. Tang knocked vigorously on the door.
With a bit of anger.
…
Mr. Jiang lowered his eyes.
Nothing was said.
Xiao Xiao looked at the door panel.
He smiled slightly.
"Mr. Tang."
…
Mr. Tang turned his head.
His men couldn't help but stop knocking on the door.
Before he could ask, he heard the door open.
Mr. Tang's head suddenly turned back.
…
The girl stuck out half of her head.
"Grandpa, grandpa?"
…
"Why lock the door?"
Mr. Tang asked directly.
"I won't say anything to you if you lock the door at night."
"Why are the doors locked during the day?"
"Does this home make you so insecure?"
"Then why do you stay in this home?"
"Why don't you go to school?"
Mr. Tang clenched his fists.
Looking at his granddaughter's increasingly pale face, he tried to calm himself down.
He was angry at his granddaughter for hiding it.
In fact, he was even more angry at his own helplessness.
He spent his whole life in business ups and downs, but in his later years when he had a grandson, he was still carrying it on his granddaughter.
He has been for a long time...
I have never experienced such a profound sense of powerlessness.
Why doesn't this make him angry?
…
The child's eyes turned red.
She tightened her grip on the door panel.
…
Mr. Tang looked stiff.
After all, he loved his granddaughter.
My granddaughter looks too pitiful now.
…
too skinny……
Mr. Tang suddenly discovered.
When did his granddaughter become so thin?
The original granddaughter was also thin.
But the face is round.
The complexion is rosy.
Eyes bright.
But now the granddaughter...
The cheeks are somewhat sunken.
His face was pale.
Even the blood on his lips was gone.
His eyes were also dull and lifeless.
…
Is this still his granddaughter?
Mr. Tang couldn't believe his eyes.
His granddaughter is a proud little princess.
How come this is the appearance of a victim?
…
Mr. Tang felt that he was getting more and more angry.
He suddenly looked away.
He can no longer see his granddaughter.
It will make him lose his temper.
He reached for the door.
"Step aside."
He uttered two hard words.
…
The child subconsciously took a step back.
The raised face was filled with tears.
The redness at the corners of his eyes, against the pale face, became even more shocking.
…
Mr. Tang opened the door.
The entire room is exposed to everyone's eyes without any cover.
…
Mr. Tang turned around.
"Xiao-"
Mr. Tang paused.
He was a little hesitant about what to call this young man.
Master Jiang called the other party little friend Xiao Xiao...
Is it a bit too casual for him to call me that?
But if he calls him Master Xiao like he calls Master Jiang...
He was a little unable to scream.
…
Master Jiang is similar in age to Mr. Tang.
Mr. Tang heard about Master Jiang's reputation from other people's mouths again...
Addressing the person as Master Jiang is a matter of course and not difficult.
…
Although Master Jiang spoke highly of this young man...
But looking at such a young face...
Before seeing the other person's strength with his own eyes, it was difficult for Mr. Tang to convince himself to call a young man with a huge age difference from himself a master.
So what should he call this young man?
You can’t just call someone by their full name, right?
After all, he was the helper invited by Master Jiang.
Just now, Master Jiang specifically reminded him not to neglect the other party.
If he offends Master Jiang because of his attitude towards this young man, then the gain will outweigh the loss...
…
Um?
Mr. Tang's thoughts were interrupted.
Looking at the back of the young man who walked past him and walked straight into the house, Mr. Tang was a little stunned.
…
Mr. Jiang walked to Mr. Tang.
"Old Tang."
"Little friend Xiao Xiao is fully worthy of your title of master."
"I don't even dare to call myself a master in front of him."
…
"Master Jiang..."
Mr. Tang was surprised.
Is this young man really so powerful?
Let Master Jiang hit him several times...
…
"I see."
Mr. Tang nodded.
For the sake of my granddaughter, I will be a master
He also hopes that the other party is really a master who is more powerful than Master Jiang.
Only in this way can his granddaughter be saved.
…
Xiao Xiao scanned the entire room.
This is a pink little princess room full of fantasy and fairy tale style.
Everything in the house fits the tone of the entire house.
Apart from……
Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes.
There are paper balls all over the floor.
…
Very abrupt.
It also doesn’t suit the style of the entire house.
…
Xiao Xiao squatted down.
…
He reached out and picked up a ball of paper on the ground.
Immediately, he picked up several more.
After spreading them out one by one...
Sure enough, Elder Jiang told him on the way to Tathagata...
They are unfinished portraits of women.
…
Xiao Xiao placed the unfolded paper on the child's desk.
There is also an open drawing paper on the desk.
The content on the drawing paper is no different from the ball of paper thrown on the ground.
…
Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at the paintings on the desk.
…
The child rushed over at once.
She grabbed her painting on the table and held it tightly to her chest.
…
Xiao Xiao didn't stop him.
He even stepped aside to make room for the child.
…
"Tangtang!"
Mr. Tang yelled.
There was confusion and confusion on his face.
Isn't this painting just for children to see casually?
They never stopped him and Master Jiang in the past few times.
Why this time?
Is it because they don’t know each other?
An idea flashed in Old Tang's mind.
He really hadn't had time to introduce the two people they were meeting for the first time.
…
"Tangtang."
Mr. Tang walked towards his granddaughter.
"This is another very powerful master specially invited by Master Jiang for you."
"Master Xiao."
Mr. Jiang just told him that, so Mr. Tang naturally wouldn't pretend that he didn't hear it.
…
"Master Xiao."
Mr. Tang smiled at Xiao Xiao.
"This is my granddaughter."
"Tangtang."
Mr. Tang put his hand on the child's shoulder.
…
"you……"
Mr. Tang couldn't help but look at the young man expectantly.
He wanted to speak but stopped.
He wanted to know if the young man had discovered anything?