Don’t Cry

Chapter 68:

The main house of the Tang family, the third floor tea room. www.sto123.cc

After Qiu Yi dragged Duan Qingyan away, there was no one in the room except the old lady Hang and Lan Jingqian, and the air condensed as if it were solid.

Old Mrs. Hang's hand holding the teacup was tight, and the green blood vessels were protruding from under the wrinkled skin, as if shocking emotions were about to erupt at any time.

At a certain moment in the atmosphere, the string is tightest

Old lady Hang suddenly laughed without warning. She raised her head to look at Lan Jingqian, her voice hoarse, her eyes dark: "Who did you learn from."

Lan Jingqian did not answer.

When he saw Duan Qingyan's reaction, he already had the answer he wanted, even more.

He knew that because of this, the old lady Hang did not cover up or refute his question at all.

Before Lan Jingqian could answer, the old lady Hang was not irritated. She only narrowed her eyes and said unwillingly: "As early as when you returned to China, I guessed that there would be such a day after all. I just didn't expect it. fast."

Lan Jingqian turned a deaf ear to her words, only raised his head after a long silence, not knowing when a faint bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

He asked in a low voice, "Where is she?"

Old lady Hang's eyes floated: "The child of the Tang family is naturally in the Tang family." "Have you really taken care of her as a child of the Tang family?" Lan Jingqian hissed.

Old lady Hang had a meal: "Even if I don't want to, half of the Tang family's blood is bleeding in her body."

"Then why has no one ever mentioned her?!"

"What to mention her, and how to mention her? The illegitimate daughter of the Tang family? Or the stain of Shi Yu's young unmarried pregnancy?"

Old lady Hang had cold eyes.

"I will not allow such stains to smear the Tang family. She is a child of the Tang family. At least in terms of food and clothing, I have never treated her badly."

Lan Jingqian slowly clenched his fists, his anger, resentment, questioning and venting were all suppressed by him, leaving only the most urgent thought.

Lan Jingqian asked in a dumb voice, "Where is she now. I want to see her."

"You can see," Old lady Hang frowned, "but you can't take her away."

Lan Jingqian's temple jumped, and at this moment he could no longer suppress his negative emotions, his eyes gloomily looked at the opposite side: "She is my daughter, why can't I take her away?"

The old lady also said in a deep voice: "Just because you haven't fulfilled more than a little bit of your obligation to support you in the past 16 years."

"That's because of your concealment!"

"You can go and tell the judge and let him judge that you went abroad seventeen years ago and there is no news. Should you blame you for giving up custody, or are we concealing it?"

"!"

Lan Jingqian couldn't bear it and stood up suddenly.

At that moment, the man (off tuo) went to look cold and mature, his eyes were red like an enraged lion.

The lion who can't wait to tear the person before him to pieces.

It's just that he is no longer the fledgling boy seventeen years ago who could only be impulsive and uncontrollable.

Those ferocious emotions were pressed back into his (shen) body a little bit, and even the clenched fists slowly loosened.

Lan Jingqian held on to the edge of the tea beach, looking at the old lady Hang opposite with bloodshot eyes: "You obviously don't accept her existence, why don't you let her go?"

Old lady Hang's expression was slightly stagnant.

The next second she turned her eyes away and said in a cold voice, "I have my reasons, and you don't need to take care of it."

"I don't want to worry about it. I can guess it, it must be for your Tang family again." Lan Jingqian's voice is cold, "but you may have forgotten one thing that the Tang family is still the unshakable Tang family, but I am no longer in the past. The mediocre me."

"..." The old lady trembled, turned her head back, her face gloomy, "What do you want to do?"

Lan Jingqian: "I don't know what you want, but I will find the reason. Guess what I will do when I find it?"

The old lady's face (color) changed suddenly: "Dare you!"

""

Lan Jingqian's last sensible string broke.

He slammed his fists on the table with both hands, as if he was about to pounce on

"My biological daughter was hidden by you in a dark corner for sixteen years! How did she come over these sixteen years I can't even think about what else I dare not!?"

Old lady Hang froze in place.

After a long silence, her voice lowered: "Okay, okay, you can take her away but not now."

Lan Jingqian gritted his teeth: "What if I must now?"

"Then the fish die and the net is broken." Old lady Hang also became hoarse, her eyes raised her head sullenly, "If you want to ruin the Tang family, then I can prevent you from seeing your daughter for a lifetime. If you dare to bet, you try ."

Lan Jingqian clenched his fist and squeezed lightly on the bloodless knuckles.

He squeezed out the words between his teeth: "How long?"

Old lady Hang's eyes loosened: "One year, up to two years."

Lan Jingqian's eyes were gloomy.

Old Mrs. Hang paused for two seconds, then slowly added: "In the past two years, as long as you don't take her away, you also promised to never let outsiders know your (guan) department, then you can visit her whenever you want."

"If you agree."

Seeing Lan Jingqian's silence, the old lady Hang released (killing sha) hands.

"I will let you see her right away."

"..."

Two hours later.

As soon as Tang Shixin came home, he walked upstairs quickly, went straight to the tea room, and after pushing the door open, he walked around the screen quickly, his voice hurried: "Mom, I heard from the people below that Lan Jingqian came home?"

Before the tea sea, old lady Hang looked down at something with gloomy eyebrows. Hearing the movement, she paused for a long time before she froze and slowly raised her head, clutching what was in her hand.

"Ok."

"Then he, he already knows that Tang Ran is his daughter?"

"Ok."

"..." Tang Shixin frowned.

The tea room fell silent. After a long time, old lady Hang suddenly spoke without warning:

"Lan Jingqian is the matter of Tang Ran's biological father, absolutely, absolutely cannot let the Luo family know."

"Why?" Tang Shixin stopped talking, as if thinking of something, "Can Lan Jingqian cooperate?"

"For his daughter, he will. And he doesn't know what happened back then."

"But in case the Luo family hears the wind..."

"So I said, I can't let the Luo family know!" The old lady Hang turned around and interrupted coldly, "As long as Luo Jingyuan doesn't know that Tang Ran's biological father is Lan Jingqian, then the covenant between our two families can be maintained. "

Tang Shixin's face (color) changed slightly: "But as long as Lan Jingqian takes Tang Ran away, Mr. Luo will know sooner or later."

"You just need to keep it until then because before that," the old lady Hang's voice fell gloomy, "you must get your daughter engaged to Luo Zhan as soon as possible!"

"..."

Tang Shixin lowered his head.

.

Because there is still a robot “part-time job” to do in the evening, Luo Zhan has no way to personally send Tang Ran back after finishing the class due to the time conflict.

Therefore, the task of the driver finally fell to Lin Qianhua.

Driving Luo Zhan’s convertible supercar to send Tang Ran back to the side house, Lin Qianhua said half jokingly when he helped the little girl back home, “I think this continues. I don’t want to do ai industry after graduation. A taxi driver suits me."

Tang Ran laughed, and a little sorry: "The robot thing always troubles you like this, it seems a bit too hard. Otherwise..."

Hearing the phrase "or else", Lin Qianhua was shocked: If he came to send a little girl back and confuse their brother Zhan’s robot “part-time”, he would definitely be dead.

"It's okay, okay, okay!" Thinking of the tragic consequences, Lin Qianhua shook his head, "Don't trouble or trouble Sister Tang Ran, don't say that. It won't be troublesome at all, really!"

Seeing that Lin Qianhua reacted fiercely, Tang Ran hesitated to speak but stopped.

After a few seconds, she bent her eyes slightly: "Yeah. It's okay to trouble you."

"..."

Lin Qianhua, who was shocked, sent Tang Ran back to the side house, and found a reason to slip away.

After Tang Ran came out after changing the home clothes alone, he heard the small Lizhong tap on the square table.

"It's half o'clock," the little girl walked over to herself, "according to the time, it should be half past five."

According to the past, Duan Qingyan will come to give her dinner in half an hour to an hour. Recently, Luo Luo, a robot who often "goes to work" early, will also be in place before 7 o'clock.

Thinking of this, the little girl felt a little lonely just because she recovered herself, and jumped up expectantly again.

She was (touching Mo) searching for the braille book rack in the living room. When she wanted to find a braille book to pass the time, she heard the doorbell of the partial house ring.

The little girl who had just raised her head was stunned, and turned around in the direction of the hallway.

At half past five...

It can't be dinner, nor can it be a robot.

Except for that time when Mr. Luo came to the door and the old lady called her to say hello, Tang Ran's side house had never been to deliver food and robots to other people.

"Who do you want to ask again..."

The little girl murmured and walked over.

When she passed the entrance, she hesitated and took out the blind stick. Then Tang Ran stepped forward, (touching Mo) to open the door.

A few seconds later, the door of the partial house opened.

The soft light in the room cast the girl's slender figure at the man's feet.

Looking at the face that was almost like the woman in his memory, Lan Jingqian's eyes suddenly became wet.

"Someone, are you there?" The girl turned her face blankly towards the quiet darkness.

Those eyes closed quietly, without opening them.

"..."

Lan Jingqian's lips trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but before speaking, tears that were not suppressed were already streaming down.

Lan Jingqian raised his hand and bit his fist, forced himself to swallow, and then tried his best to adjust his breathing silently.

Repeat this several times.

There seemed to be someone in front of the door, but it seemed to be just the sound of the wind. When Tang Ran was about to think it was someone's prank, she heard an unfamiliar, low-pitched, hoarse voice:

"You are... Tang Ran, right?"

Tang Ran was startled.

After a few seconds, turning to the direction of the sound, the little girl tilted her head slightly.

"you are……?"