Tang Ruoxue lowered her head and took a sip of lemonade: "How do you say it?"
Seeing that Tang Ruoxue was moved by him, Ling Tianyang hurriedly struck while the iron was hot:
"Zha Long is the war commander who commands a hundred thousand soldiers, and now he suppresses the Iron Lady."
"When the Iron Lady dies in the next two days and cleans up all the relatives, Zhalong will become the most powerful minister in Pakistan."
"One person is inferior to ten thousand people."
"If the king falls into a coma or has an accident, then Zhalong will be the second Dorgon."
"No matter what, Zhalong is a man who can cover the sky with one hand and dominate his family."
"Such a big shot definitely doesn't want to be burdened with favors, otherwise there will always be a knot in his heart."
"Mr. Tang is War Commander Zha Long's savior. If you don't let War Commander Zha Long return this favor, I won't even dare to see you, let alone sleep peacefully."
"Every time I see you, I will be reminded in my heart that this is my savior. How can War Commander Zha Long bear this?"
"So just let Warmaster Zhalong return the favor as quickly as possible."
"We can gain huge benefits, and Zhalong can feel completely at ease, killing two birds with one stone."
Ling Tianyang used the eloquence of a barrister and tried his best to lure Tang Ruoxue to the banquet.
Tang Ruoxue nodded slightly when she heard this, apparently moved by Ling Tianyang:
"What you said makes sense. Some favors cannot be owed to the other party forever."
"Okay, so that Zhalong won't have any psychological burden, and for the sake of my friendship with him, I will give him a chance."
She said calmly: "Tell Special Envoy Zalong to wait for me for fifteen minutes and I will go to the banquet tonight."
"clear!"
Ling Tianyang happily agreed: "I'll make arrangements right away."
Half an hour later, Tang Ruoxue walked out of the hotel after taking a shower and changing clothes.
There were already three cars with Foreign Legion signs parked at the door.
A white stretch Lincoln and two bulletproof jeeps.
The lengthened Lincoln City bears the title of Warmaster Zhalong that Tang Ruoxue had seen before.
A special envoy from Zalong with a Chinese character and eight foreign women waited respectfully.
Seeing Tang Ruoxue appear, the Chinese-character-faced Special Envoy Zhalong quickly stepped forward to greet him:
"Ms. Tang, good evening."
"Warmaster Zhalong is waiting, please get in the car."
He waved his hand politely towards the white Lincoln.
Tang Ruoxue nodded slightly and walked towards the Lincoln car with Ling Tianyang.
But halfway through, she stopped again, turned around and headed towards the Tang's motorcade:
"Although your car is luxurious, I still prefer to ride in my own car."
"Now that you're familiar with it, get used to sitting there."
Tang Ruoxue tilted her head slightly towards the special envoy with a Chinese character face: "You guys can lead the way."
The special envoy with the Chinese character face looked hesitant and said: "Mr. Tang, the war commander said that you are a distinguished guest, and it will be more honorable to ride in the Lincoln..."
Tang Ruoxue didn't have much expression on her face and responded noncommittally:
"Face is earned by oneself, not given by others."
"And I, Tang Ruoxue, no longer need to use luxury cars to show off myself."
She added: "I'd better take my own car."
The special envoy with the Chinese character face exhaled a long breath, took a step forward and smiled bitterly:
"Mr. Tang, the war commander said that you must be treated like a VIP. If you don't take the war commander's car there, the war commander will punish us."
"The War Commander is kind to Tang Zonghui, but he treats us like a mountain of military orders."
He begged aloud: "I hope Mr. Tang can understand us."
Ling Tianyang also echoed: "Mr. Tang, forget it, don't embarrass these big soldiers, they won't have it easy either."
Tang Ruoxue thought for a while and finally nodded:
"All right!"
She got into the white Lincoln car with Ling Tianyang.
Suddenly, Tang Ruoxue remembered something: "Where is Warmaster Zhalong hosting a banquet?"
The special envoy with the Chinese character face said hurriedly and respectfully: "In a secret manor under the War Commander."
"For the safety of Mr. Tang, the war commander asked me not to mention the name of the manor, so as not to cause trouble for Mr. Tang."
He lowered his head slightly: "But don't worry, the journey only takes thirty minutes."
Tang Ruoxue waved her finger: "Let's go."
"Walk!"
The special envoy with a Chinese character got into his Lincoln and drove out of the hotel parking lot himself.
Tang's bodyguard also started his car and followed closely.
"boom!"
Five minutes after the car drove out, a thunder sounded in the sky.
Raindrops finally fell from the sky that had been gloomy for many days.
The rain pattered against the car window, making it difficult to distinguish anything.
With limited vision, the special envoy with the Chinese character face and all the drivers drove very slowly.
It was neither slow nor fast, no waves visible, and no suddenness, but this calmness made Tang Ruoxue narrow her eyes.
Later, she became inexplicably irritable and felt that something was not completed.
Soon, she slapped her head, took out her mobile phone and called up Ye Fan's name.
She originally wanted to be out of sight and out of mind with Ye Fan, but her style of doing things finally made her call back.
In any case, she didn't receive Ye Fan's call, so she should politely reply.
The phone beeped a few times and then someone answered the call.
Tang Ruoxue's tone was indifferent: "Ye Fan, why did you call me?"
There was no Ye Fan's voice on the other end of the phone, but Song Hongyan's sweet smile and her son's joyful cry.
It seemed like I was having a lot of fun.
When Tang Ruoxue's heart sank, Song Hongyan smiled from the other end of the phone:
"Mr. Tang, are you looking for Mark?"
"He ran to take a shower a minute ago and left his phone in the hall."
"What do you want from Mark?"
Song Hongyan asked: "Do you want me to tell you something? Or can you call back in ten minutes?"
Tang Ruoxue slightly clenched her fists, but suppressed the grievance in her heart:
"What a coincidence? Have you gone to take a shower?"
"Is it possible that I didn't receive his call just now? He was criticized a few times by Ling Tianyang and he was feeling emotional and deliberately didn't answer my call?"
Tang Ruoxue's tone was cold: "Tell Mark, don't be angry like a child..."
"Mr. Tang, Ye Fan really went to take a shower."
Song Hongyan smiled lightly: "He was changing Wangfan's pants just now, and Wangfan peed on his face."
"He felt wet and uncomfortable, so he left his phone and went to take a shower."
"If you don't believe it, you can watch the video."
"Or let Wangfan testify."
"Wangfan, Wangfan, tell your mother, did you take a shower when your father peed all over him?"
While talking, Song Hongyan changed the call mode to a video call between the two parties.
Tang Ruoxue's vision suddenly became clear.
She saw Jin Zhilin's hall at a glance.
There were many people sitting around drinking tea and chatting.
In the children's corner in the middle of the hall, Tang Wangfan and a few little girls were chasing each other, while Song Hongyan sat on the floor and stared at them.
Not only did my son have red cheeks, but his arms were also lotus-shaped, and he was as chubby as a chubby pig.
Tang Ruoxue's heart instantly melted and she shouted: "Wangfan!"
"Wangfan, mother is calling you."
Song Hongyan hugged Tang Wangfan and coaxed her: "Come on, call mom..."
Tang Ruoxue forgot about other things for a moment and shouted to Tang Wangfan repeatedly: "Wangfan, Wangfan, I am mother."
When Tang Wangfan saw Tang Ruoxue on the phone, he immediately cried out: "No, no!"
Tang Ruoxue was immediately as heartbroken as she was in Mingyue Garden.
Her voice trembled: "Wangfan, I am mom."
"No, no!"
Tang Wangfan cried and waved his hands, knocking the cell phone out of Song Hongyan's hand.
Tang Ruoxue was extremely worried: "Wangfan, Wangfan!"
There was no shouting from Tang Wangfan, only crying, and then Song Hongyan picked up the phone:
"Mr. Tang, I won't tell you for now. Wangfan was crying so hard. He was probably frightened when he saw a stranger."
"I will ask Ye Fan to contact you later."
After finishing speaking, Song Hongyan hung up the phone.
stranger?
Frightened?
Tang Ruoxue stared at her phone.
Song Hongyan's words about strangers made her feel more uncomfortable than killing Tang Ruoxue.
She couldn't help shouting: "Stop, stop!"
Ling Tianyang hurriedly turned around from the passenger seat and said, "Mr. Tang, what's wrong?"
"Stop the car for me!"
Tang Ruoxue's eyes turned slightly red: "I want to go back, I want to go back to Longdu, I want to go back to see Wangfan."
She knew that she had always been indebted to her son, but she always deluded herself into trying to support her son and was unable to accompany him for the time being.
Now seeing that her son was a stranger to her, and thinking of his dependence on Song Hongyan, Tang Ruoxue felt that no matter how great the country was, it was not as important as her son.
Even if she wins the world, what's the use if her son doesn't recognize her?
Ling Tianyang squeezed out a sentence: "Mr. Tang, it's not too late to come back after the banquet..."
"Can't you understand me?"
Tang Ruoxue shouted to the special envoy with a Chinese character: "Stop the car!"
It was just that Tang Ruoxue was furious, but it didn't make the special envoy with the Chinese character face stop.
Instead, he stepped on the gas pedal.
The car roared away from the broad road in an instant and turned towards a narrow alley.
At the same time, a bulletproof glass cover was placed on the driver's seat to protect the entire position of the special envoy with a Chinese character face who was driving.
The four doors of the car were locked shut!
Ling Tianyang's face changed drastically and he screamed: "What are you going to do?"
