Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Pei Qiqi looked at her, but finally didn't have the heart to say, "When I am settled, you can still come to me."

Tang Xin said, always a little downcast.

What Pei Qiqi wanted to say, but did not say.

"I'll call my brother." Tang Xin said suddenly, "My father and I said I lived with my brother."

Pei Qiqi gave a hum and started the car.

But her attention still fell on Tang Xin. Tang Xin took her cell phone and dialed Tang Yu's number. After the call, she sniffed: "Brother, I want to live there for a few days. When dad asks, you just say I'm with you."

Over there, Tang Yu sat in the office holding the phone, his eyes were silent--

In front of him, there was a report from the hospital.

He has watched it many times.

At this moment, listening to Tang Xin's soft voice, he was a little dazed and stunned.

"Brother?" Tang Xin called him softly, like a cat.

Tang Yu returned to his senses, his eyes closed lightly, and his slender body fell on the back of the chair behind him, holding his forehead with one hand, and it took a long time to exhale, "I see."

Tang Xin didn't dare to disturb him any more, and soon hung up.

Tang Yu put down the phone, his eyes still on the report.

Tang Xin and Pei Qiqi are related by blood!

Tang Xin has no blood relationship with him!

Of course, Qiqi and him are not related by blood!

What this means cannot be clearer...

Pei Qiqi is Zhao Ke's child, and Tang Xin is not born to Tang Zhiyuan.

Over the years, Tang Zhiyuan became a fool!

Zhao Ke has never been pregnant with his seed. The child Lin Yun shed is a pity to think about it, for a woman who is nothing!

Tang Yu just watched this for a long time.

But the door suddenly opened at this moment. He raised his eyes and saw Meng Qingcheng standing by the door with a dazed expression.

Tang Yu calmly put the report in the drawer, raised his head and looked at Meng Qingcheng lightly, "What's the matter?"

Meng Qingcheng's eyes were a bit straight, and it took a long time before he came in, closed the door, and said softly, "Zhao Ke was caught."

Tang Yu gave a faint hum, then took a cigarette out of the cigarette case and lit it. He didn't smoke it, just let it burn between his fingers.

Seeing him indifferently, Meng Qingcheng walked over, put his hands on both sides of his desk, and said seriously: "It's true! Zhao Ke killed a little white face, and that little white face is called Rong Lei."

Tang Yu still didn't say anything, but smiled faintly.

In Meng Qingcheng's eyes, he only felt that he was smiling reluctantly.

"You don't care at all?" Meng Qingcheng had a touch of temptation on his face, "Also, doesn't this matter seem to be related to what you asked me to investigate last time?"

Meng Qingcheng had pointed directly at Pei Qiqi.

Tang Yu's eyes became a little sharp. He knew that Qingcheng was always smart and couldn't hide him.

"You think too much." Tang Yu said lightly.

Meng Qingcheng originally wanted to say something, but seeing Tang Yu's expression, he didn't dare to say anything.

Both of them were silent. For a long time, Tang Yu leaned back in the chair again, his face and voice showing a touch of fatigue: "Qingcheng, I want to be alone."

Meng Qingcheng was taken aback.

He has been following Tang Yu for a long time, together with the time he went to school, there will always be more than ten years.

He had never seen Tang Yu like this. It was the first two years after he took over Shengyuan. Sometimes he was so busy for three days that he hadn't slept and never was so decadent, as if he had been hit.

Meng Qingcheng still withdrew, stood at the door for a while and left.

But he knew in his heart that what Tang Yu was hiding in his heart must be related to Pei Xiaoqi.

Only Pei Qiqi can make him like this.