Blind date, the kind of marriage

Chapter 733

Sugar Mama glanced at the two of them and said angrily, "He's still talking sarcasticly. He doesn't know which woman he's on the phone with. He hangs up as soon as he sees them, and even deletes the call history. If you say it's okay, why do you do that? ?”

"No, my dad won't, mom, you must have misunderstood." Yuan Xiaotang said with certainty.

"Misunderstanding? Impossible. When you were young, he did the same thing. He just had a woman outside. Maybe that woman came back to look for him now." Momma Tang said it when she got angry, she said it After reading it, I realized that I had said something I shouldn't have said, so I glanced at Yuan Xiaotang and Gu Youchen.

It is impossible for them to pretend that they did not hear.

Yuan Xiaotang asked gossipingly: "Has there really been such a woman?"

"Yes." Sugar Mama said with certainty, since she had already told her, she didn't want to hide it anymore.

"Who? Have you seen it?" Yuan Xiaotang asked.

"Yes, I've never seen it before, but I overheard their phone calls, so I knew it was a woman." Tang Mama said affirmatively.After thinking for a while, he added, "I'm still a foreigner."

"Foreigner? My dad can do it." Yuan Xiaotang smiled, she had never heard of this gossip.

Sugar Mama said unhappily: "What's wrong with you? Help him or not?"

"Mom, it's been so many years, maybe they are good friends, even if it's a bit ambiguous, but after so many years, Dad has treated you very well, who doesn't have one or two bosom friends? Maybe they are pink bosom friends?"

"Fair friend, to put it nicely, isn't it just my first love?" Mama Tang snorted, still obsessed with this matter.

"How could my dad's first love be a foreigner?" Yuan Xiaotang asked curiously.

"How do I know? He didn't tell me, but I found out many times, but that was a long time ago. I don't know why it's like this again now." Tang Mama was a little strange when she thought about it.

"How long ago?" Yuan Xiaotang asked.

Tang Mama said without hesitation: "It was when you first came to our house...cough cough cough..."

Yuan Xiaotang's eyes froze for a moment, she was clearly not her own, but hearing such words suddenly made her heart ache.

Tang Mama glanced at her awkwardly, stood up in a panic, and said vaguely: "I'm tired, I'm going upstairs to rest for a while."

After Tang Mama finished speaking, she walked upstairs quickly.

Yuan Xiaotang looked at her mother's back with hurt eyes, but she didn't ask because she already knew the answer.

Gu Youchen supported her shoulders with both hands, and patted her, as if to encourage her.

Yuan Xiaotang looked back at Gu Youchen, lowered her head and did not speak.

Gu Youchen felt sorry for her, so he didn't ask any more questions, and put his arms around her to comfort her.

Sugar Daddy came back at this time, carrying two big bags in his hand, seemed to be in a good mood, walked in and said, "I bought a lot of vegetables, what do you want to eat first tonight? I think the prawns are big today, I bought them." Come back a lot."

Sugar Daddy said, and lifted the bag into the kitchen to put it down. He felt that the two people in the living room were a little silent, so he backed out and looked over.

"Tangtang, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Yuan Xiaotang leaning against Gu Youchen's arms, Sugar Daddy seemed uncomfortable.

Gu Youchen looked over and said, "Tangtang is fine, just sleepy for a while."

"Oh, then go and rest." Sugar Daddy said with a smile.

"En." Gu Youchen responded, patted Yuan Xiaotang's shoulder with his head down, and whispered, "Let's go upstairs."

Yuan Xiaotang didn't look up at her father from the beginning to the end. Gu Youchen picked her up and carried her upstairs. She leaned in his arms, her eyes flickered, and she didn't want her father to see her.

Sugar Daddy watched them go upstairs and felt something, but he didn't say anything, watching Gu Youchen go upstairs with Yuan Xiaotang in his arms.

Old dad, looking a little sad.

He just looked at it, then turned and went into the kitchen to sort out the dishes.

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(End of this chapter)