The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 332 The Grand Finale (16)
Tang Zan didn't know what he was busy with, he disappeared after he showed his face on New Year's Eve, and he couldn't get through the phone.

On the second day of junior high school, Zhuo Yiqun went back to Shanghai to visit his father as usual, and Tang Zuwei hadn't been there for several years. This year, he just didn't have to go to the military region to condolences, so he had to show his face anyway.She started calling Tang Song from the first day of junior high school, but he also ran away without a trace and could not be contacted at all.

According to Tang Song, although his grandfather loves him, he is determined not to show up with Ms. Zhuo.

The child's matter is a matter of heart, and Shen Lue's matter is even more serious. Although he doesn't know what they talked about specifically, Ms. Zhuo must have participated in it.Even if it wasn't for Shen Lue to abort the child on purpose, Tang Song was still angry with her. The most angry and unforgivable thing was...she agreed!She actually gouged out his heart and wanted to leave him according to other people's wishes!
During the day, Tang Song and Meng Zixiao were eating and drinking outside, and Ms. Zhuo missed calls one after another on the phone.

He sneered, thinking that this year's home has become more deserted, and even Meng Weiting is extraordinarily alienated and indifferent, he asked casually, "My elder brother and your elder sister have been very cold recently, did your mother reveal it?"

"When did it get warm? How many years has it been? Let me tell you, let's leave early."

Meng Zixiao dared to say this in front of Tang Song, if it was at home, no matter whether it was the Meng family or the Tang family, wouldn't a little wind blow a layer of skin? !The four old men are extremely stubborn. Even if they realize their mistakes, they only want to urge a remedy, and they are unwilling to shuffle the cards and start over.

Tang Song took a sip of his wine, that's true.

But when he returned home after eating and playing, he realized that he wasn't thinking about it, and the problem seemed to be really big.

He stared at the little Tang Wan in the living room wearing a red coat... Oh no, little princess, walked over and asked, "What's your name, how old are you? Whose family is it?"

Holding the candied haws, the little girl shrank behind the sofa in fright.

"Aunt Yang! Aunt Yang—!" Tang Song yelled in the direction of the kitchen.

Aunt Yang came out hurriedly with a spoon, and asked again and again: "Ah... Ah Song, what's the matter?!"

He pointed to the little sugar pill: "Who is she?"

Aunt Yang also looked confused and helpless, "I can't explain clearly, Azan brought it back, and only said to help look at it for two days, then left in a hurry."

Tang Song's children have never been very good, the little girls in the courtyard are afraid of him, Xiao Tangwan looks more shy, and he doesn't say a word.

"Aunt Yang, no matter what, we have to verify our identity." Tang Song looked at the little girl, who looked eight or nine years old, and didn't know which family she belonged to.

He called Tang Zan, but also couldn't get through, thinking: Oh, it's really strange!
Aunt Yang winked at Tang Song, pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "A Song, you said this child, this child...could it be..."

Before she finished speaking, Tang Song guessed a bit, knelt down and asked, "Good boy, what's your mother's name?"

The child hid back again and again, and simply hugged Aunt Yang's thigh.

"Is it called Wang Dongxiao?" He squatted down and took two steps before continuing to ask.

The girl nodded timidly.

Tang Song exclaimed in his heart: Broken!Really!

"Where's your father?"

The child cried out loudly, "Dad, I want Daddy Tang..."

Tang Song couldn't help having a headache, dark clouds floating in his heart, listening to Aunt Yang, Tang Zan would get rid of the child before Ms. Zhuo came back in the afternoon of the third day of junior high school, and he began to think about Tang Zan's whereabouts. This year's New Year, there is an extra child for no reason ?

Tang Song sat on the sofa and rubbed his chin in thought, his eyes were fixed on the little girl, he didn't even pay attention to the sound of the engine outside the door.

(End of this chapter)