In the afternoon the next day after Han Jianfeng signed the contract, he was thousands of miles away in Longdu Mental Sanatorium.
Chen Yuanyuan, dressed in black, came to Tang Sanguo's courtyard again.
She placed the safety-tested food box at the door, then opened it and placed the dishes on the table behind the railing.
Finally, she opened a bottle of 30-year-old Maotai liquor.
The food and wine are fragrant.
Before Chen Yuanyuan could speak, Tang Sanguo's indifferent voice came from inside: "What are you doing here 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 Temujin and my son, but also Ouyang Yuan and Chen Chenxi."
"Even Qingjiu, the chairman of Qingshui Company, was severely injured by her and disappeared."
"She is now not only the chairman of Dihao, but also the hottest queen in Hengcheng."
"You are dead, but your daughter has risen. It really surprises me."
"You are worthy of being the most gifted and talented genius in the Tang Sect for a hundred years."
"Lin Qiuling brainwashed you for decades, the Tang Sect monitored you for decades, and the Thirteen Branches exploited Tang Ruoxue day after day."
"A pair of desperate bad cards, and you suddenly hit the king's bomb effect."
"It seems that you have secretly cultivated your daughter over the past few decades."
"I'm afraid Tang Pingfan is not as good as you in this ability to hide things from the outside world."
"It's true that I was so infatuated with you in the first place. You deserve my admiration."
"Come out, have a drink, and congratulate Ruoxue."
"This wine was collected together by you and me during our peak years, and was prepared for our son and daughter's eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony."
"It's a pity that not only did we not have a child, we didn't even get married, and we even married someone we didn't like."
"This bottle of Moutai can no longer fulfill its original mission."
Chen Yuanyuan poured two glasses of Maotai wine: "So it's up to you and me to drink it. It will also end our old friendship."
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 filled with hatred."
"Especially towards Ruoxue, you have a hatred that would eat her alive."
"It seems that the death of Tang Pingfanfan's son really made you lose your original intention and your mind."
"Otherwise, how could you be so sinister and murderous, and why would you want to break off the little friendship with me?"
"You make me feel strange like never before."
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 have changed."
"I am no longer Chen Yuanyuan, I am no longer your little crush, and I am no longer the stupid woman who takes care of Tang Ruoxue for you."
"At this moment, I have only one identity, and that is Tang Beixuan's mother."
"There is only one thing left for the rest of my life, and that is to avenge Tang Beixuan at all costs."
Her hand holding the wine glass shook slightly: "Otherwise I would be sorry for my dead son."
Tang Sanguo said calmly: "Can't you take a step back?"
"If you regard Tang Beixuan as Tang Pingfan's son and the evil obstacle you were forced to give birth to, your horizons and outlook will be opened up."
"You will find that when Tang Beixuan died, not only was your hope in life shattered, but on the contrary, the shackles on your body were completely released."
"That way, you will not only regain your freedom, but you will also have a brighter life."
"Glory and wealth are at your fingertips, and you can even change from Mrs. Tang to the head of the Chen clan."
"Isn't a family that starts and makes decisions by itself ten times and a hundred times better than Mrs. Tang?"
He reminded: "Yuanyuan, take a step back. If you take a step back, the sky will be brighter for you."
Chen Yuanyuan's face became angry when he heard this, and his voice suddenly rose:
"Obstacle? That's my son, my ten-month-old son!"
"My son, who I have been dependent on for more than 20 years, is the only man I can rely on in my life!"
She shouted: "He is evil, so what kind of Tang Ruoxue did you give birth to?"
Tang Sanguo's tone was still calm: "The only man I can rely on? It seems that you have been disappointed in me a long time ago."
"Can I not be disappointed in you?"
Chen Yuanyuan looked slightly excited and spilled a lot of Maotai in her hand:
"I've been waiting for you for thirty years, thirty years. Do you know how many thirty years there are in life?"
"In order to protect you, I had to marry Tang Pingfan. I once thought that you would make a comeback and take me back as soon as possible."
"At that time, I really hated Tang Pingfan and hated the entire Tang clan. I wanted to destroy them all to 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 you can step on Tang Pingfan and climb to the top again in three years."
"I didn't expect that you kept me waiting for thirty years, no, thirty years without any movement."
"Not only did you fail to regain your strength in Zhonghai, but you also lived like a dog."
"Marry Lin Qiuling, open a clinic, have three daughters, and live a humble and happy life."
"Of course, this may be an illusion. You may be secretly nurturing your daughter."
"But have you ever thought about me? Have you ever thought about my situation? Have you ever thought about rescuing me?"
"Nothing at all!"
"You haven't had a single trouble in thirty years, and I haven't seen you comfort me at all."
"Watching my eyes turned me from hatred to pain, to numbness, and to living an ignoble existence."
"How can I rely on you?"
"You have made me despair to the end. I can only put my hope in Tang Beixuan."
"He is my son. If he reaches the top of the Tang Sect, the grievances I have suffered in this life will be worth it."
"It's a pity that my only hope was extinguished 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 complained with great grief and anger: "Compared to Tang Pingfan, you are my Chen Yuanyuan's biggest enemy!"
Tang Sanguo's sigh came from behind the door: "I am indeed sorry for you."
"It's just that the past is in the past and can't be undone."
"And the most important thing you should do now is to reconcile with yourself, don't be blinded by hatred, and go into battle lightly to seek benefits."
"You've lost the past thirty years, but you still have the next thirty years."
"In the next thirty years, you don't need to rely on Tang Beixuan."
"Tang Pingfan is dead, you can take off and rise on your own, becoming the unique Chen Yuanyuan."
Tang Sanguo was persuasive: "Isn't it better to be the head of the Chen family than Mrs. Tang?"
Chen Yuanyuan drank the Moutai in the cup in one gulp, suppressed his anger, and then hummed:
"Tang Sanguo, I am not an ignorant girl of seventeen or eighteen years old now. I will not be deceived by sweet words."
"How can we succeed in creating a family similar to the Tang clan without hundreds of years of foundation?"
"And even if I want to become the leader of the Chen family, it won't affect me to kill Tang Ruoxue first and then create a new one."
"You want me to step out of the role of Mrs. Tang and treat Tang Beixuan as Tang Pingfan's son. Can you step out of the role of Tang Ruoxue's father?"
"How about you kill Tang Ruoxue first?"
"In this way, if you kill Tang Ruoxue, I will no longer hate Wujiwu and hate you. I can even marry you."
"I won't create any more Chen Clan. I will marry you with my people and resources so that you can build a new Tang Clan."
"And I will continue to be Mrs. Tang who hides behind my back."
"How about, kill Tang Ruoxue, let's unite without any grudges and jointly build a kingdom?"
"With your intelligence and my resources, together we can definitely soar into the sky."
Chen Yuanyuan refilled herself with Maotai and raised her glass to Tang Sanguo in a joking manner.
Tang Sanguo smiled bitterly: "She is a bitter child."
Chen Yuanyuan sneered: "Am I not suffering? Isn't Beixuan suffering?"
"You came here today not to celebrate, nor simply to vent your emotions to me."
Tang Sanguo's tone was indifferent: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"bid farewell!"
Chen Yuanyuan held her wine glass and said, "I'm going to Hengcheng."
"If this goes, either Tang Ruoxue will die or I will die." "One of the two women you care about will always die..."
