The afternoon of the afternoon after Han Jianfeng signed, Longdu Spiritual Sanatorium thousands of miles away.
Chen Yuanyuan, dressed in black, came to Tang Sanguo's yard again.
She placed the food box that had been tested for safety at the door, then opened the dishes on the table behind the railing.
Finally, she also opened a bottle of Maotai for thirty years.
The wine and food are fragrant.
Before Chen Yuanyuan could speak, Tang Sanguo's indifferent voice came from inside: "What are you doing again?"
Chen Yuanyuan did not walk into the yard, but smiled gently through the railing:
"I'm here to congratulate you."
"Tang Sanguo, you have a good daughter."
"Tang Ruoxue not only killed Tiemujin and killed my son, but also killed Ouyang Yuan and Chen Chenxi."
"Even Qingjiu, chairman of Qingshui Company, was severely injured and disappeared by her."
"She is not only the chairman of Emperor Hao, but also the hot queen of Hengcheng."
"You are useless, but your daughter has risen. It really surprised me."
"You are worthy of being the most talented and talented genius in the Tang Sect in a century."
"Lin Qiuling has brainwashed you for decades, Tang Sect has been monitoring you for decades, and thirteen men have been squeezing Tang Ruoxue day after day."
"A despair of bad cards that make people despair, you can play the effect of a king."
"It seems that you have secretly raised your daughter in the past few decades."
"I'm afraid Tang Pingfan is not as good as you in this ability to hide the truth."
"It's worthy of my obsession with you so much at the beginning. You deserve my admiration."
"Come out, have a drink, and congratulate Ruoxue."
"This wine was collected by you and I at the peak of our lives and prepared for our son and daughter's 18-year-old adult gift."
"It's a pity that not only did we not give birth to children, we also didn't even get married, and we even married people we didn't like."
"This bottle of Moutai is no longer possible to fulfill its initial mission."
Chen Yuanyuan poured two glasses of Maotai wine: "So you and I will drink it, which can be regarded as a breaking of your and my past relationship."
Tang Sanguo did not come out from behind the door, but responded with a melancholy voice:
"Your words seem to be full of praise, but in fact your tone is full of hatred."
"Especially for Ruoxue, you have a hatred of eating alive."
"It seems that the death of Tang Pingfan's son really made you lose your original intention and your mind."
"Otherwise, how could you be so sarcastic, how could you be so murderous? You would have to break up with that little relationship with me?"
"You made me feel unprecedentedly strange."
Tang Sanguo sighed: "Yuanyuan, you have changed..."
"Of course I've changed!"
Chen Yuanyuan's voice sank: "From the moment Tang Ruoxue killed Tang Beixuan, I had changed."
"I am no longer Chen Yuanyuan, no longer your little fan, no longer the stupid woman who takes care of Tang Ruoxue for you."
"At this moment, I only have one identity, that is Tang Beixuan's mother."
"There is only one thing left for the rest of my life, that is, to avenge Tang Beixuan at any cost."
Her hand holding the wine glass shook slightly: "Otherwise I'm sorry for my dead son."
Tang Sanguo said lightly: "Can't you take a step back?"
"If you regard Tang Beixuan as Tang Pingfan's son and as a sin that you have to give birth to, your vision and pattern will be opened."
"You will find that Tang Beixuan's death is not only not the shattering of your hope in life, but the complete opening of the shackles on your body."
"In that way, you will not only regain your freedom, but also have a brighter life."
"Glory and wealth are within your fingertips, and you can even go from Mrs. Tang to Master Chen."
"Isn't a family that you founded and made decisions by yourself ten times better than Mrs. Tang?"
He reminded: "Yuanyuan, take a step back, take a step back and the sky is wide open."
Chen Yuanyuan's face turned angry when she heard this, and her voice suddenly rose:
"Strange? That's my son, my son who was pregnant for ten months!"
"My son who has been dependent on each other for more than 20 years is the only man I can rely on in my life!"
She shouted: "He is a villain, so what is Tang Ruoxue you gave birth to?"
Tang Sanguo's tone was still calm: "The only man who can rely on? It seems that you have been disappointed in me for a long time."
"Can I not be disappointed in you?"
Chen Yuanyuan looked slightly excited, and the Moutai she was carrying was spilling a lot:
"I have been waiting for you for thirty years, thirty years. Do you know how many thirty years there are in your life?"
"In order to protect you, I had to marry Tang Pingfan. I once thought about your comeback and take me back as soon as possible."
"At that time, I did hate Tang Pingfan and the entire Tang Sect, and I wish I could destroy them all and vent my anger."
"So I've been waiting for you to show up and seek all justice for me."
"I think with your talent, you can make a comeback in three years and step on Tang Pingfan and reach the top again in three years."
"But unexpectedly, you made me wait for thirty years, no, there was no movement for thirty years."
"You not only haven't regained your strength in China Sea, but you're also living like a dog."
"Marry Lin Qiuling, open a clinic, and have three daughters, you live humbly and happily."
"Of course, this may be an illusion, you may be secretly raising your daughter."
"But have you ever thought about me? Have you ever thought about my situation? Have you ever thought about saving me?"
"Nothing!"
"You haven't had any trouble for thirty years, and you haven't comforted me."
"I've changed from hatred to pain, to numbness, to living in vain."
"How else do you ask me to rely on you?"
"You have made me desperate to the end, and I can only put my hope on Tang Beixuan."
"He is my son, he has reached the peak of the Tang Sect, and the grievances I have suffered in this life are worth it."
"It's a pity that my only hope was wiped out by your daughter."
"You have harmed me for the past thirty years, and your daughter has harmed me for the next thirty years."
Chen Yuanyuan accused him in great grief and anger: "Compared to Tang Pingfan, you are my biggest enemy of Chen Yuanyuan!"
Tang Sanguo's sigh came from behind the door: "I really am sorry for you."
"It's just that things that have passed are gone and cannot be saved."
"And what you should do most now is to reconcile with yourself, not be blinded by hatred, and go into battle lightly for profit."
"You have lost the past thirty years, but there are still the next thirty years."
"You don't need to rely on Tang Beixuan in the next thirty years."
"Tang Pingfan is dead, you can soar and rise by yourself and become the unique Chen Yuanyuan."
Tang Sanguo was straightforward and tempted: "Isn't it better to be the leader of the Chen family than Mrs. Tang?"
Chen Yuanyuan drank the Moutai in the cup in one sip, suppressed his anger, and then hummed:
"Tang Sanguo, I am not an ignorant girl of seventeen or eighteen years old now, and I will not be fooled by sweet words."
"How can a family that is similar to the Tang Sect be successful without hundreds of years of background?"
"And even if I want to become the leader of the Chen family, it will not affect my killing of Tang Ruoxue first and then starting the creation."
"You want me to break away from the role of Mrs. Tang and treat Tang Beixuan as Tang Pingfan's son. Can you break away from the role of Tang Ruoxue's father?"
"Or what if you kill Tang Ruoxue first?"
"In this way, if you kill Tang Ruoxue, I will no longer hate you, and I can even marry you."
"I won't create any Chen Sect anymore. I will marry you with people and resources, so that you can rebuild a new Tang Sect."
"And I will continue to be a Mrs. Tang hiding behind my back."
"How about it, kill Tang Ruoxue, let's join forces to build a country without any grudges?"
"With your intelligence and my resources, we can definitely soar to the sky with each other."
Chen Yuanyuan filled himself with Maotai again and even raised his wine glass to Tang Sanguo.
Tang Sanguo smiled bitterly: "She is a bitter child."
Chen Yuanyuan sneered: "Don't I suffer? Is Beixuan not suffering?"
"You are here today, not celebrating, nor are you just venting your emotions to me."
Tang Sanguo's tone was indifferent: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"bid farewell!"
Chen Yuanyuan pinched the wine glass and said, "I'm going to Hengcheng."
"This time, it's either Tang Ruoxue dies or I die."
"You two women you care about always have to die..."