She Becomes Ugly if She Doesn’t Study

She thinks that no matter how she analyzes it, her sister should be opposed to her father's divorce.

Tang Su smiled silently.

To be honest, she really didn't have much interest in the so-called property of the Tang family, and she felt that what she would work hard to achieve was her own.

But in her heart, she hated her father's divorce and righted the mistress outside.

Doing such a thing once and then doing it a second time is really disgusting.

She also didn't want to have another stepmother, and she wanted to know that this younger and more beautiful mistress would only be worse than Qin Hui.

"I will contact Dad, but you and your mother should not hold any hope, because Dad will definitely not listen to my advice." With this sentence left, Tang Su turned and left.

Next, whether Tang Lin would cry or make trouble, she didn't want to care.

Of course, she guessed why Tang Lin was so sad and so sad, because if her father divorced Qin Hui, Tang Lin would be the most affected. She was not her father's biological daughter. Dad divorced Qin Hui, she could only follow her mother. Qin Hui left, and then she would lose the aura of the Tang family's daughter and all the benefits that the Tang family could bring to her.

There is also Qin Hui. She cried, made troubles, and hanged herself, not willing to divorce, but wanted to keep Tang Lin and Tang Xi’s identity as Tang's daughter, as well as her identity as Mrs. She has been used to this kind of vain life, and suddenly all of this is gone, she must not be able to accept it.

Riding a bicycle, Tang Su returned to the dormitory building, but instead of going upstairs immediately, she wandered downstairs for a while, and then dialed her father's phone.

The phone rang after a few rings.

However, to Tang Su's surprise, what came from the phone was not the father's voice, but the voice of a woman.

"Are you Susu?" the woman asked, her voice very sweet.

But Tang Su felt particularly uncomfortable hearing this voice.

"Thank you for giving the phone to my dad." Tang Su said unhappily.

In fact, she can probably guess who answered the phone. Because it's impossible for Dad to put the phone where people who are not close can get.

"Susu, your father is taking a nap and hasn't gotten up yet. I will ask him to call you back when he gets up."

Tang Su frowned unconsciously. This sentence hadn't gotten up yet, which made her listen particularly uncomfortable, because it meant that her father and the woman outside had already lived together.

"I told him to give him the phone." Tang Su was already very angry.

The phone suddenly became quiet. After a while, Tang Su faintly heard the sound of footsteps, and then two more coughs.

"Hey…"

Tang Su heard it. This time it was his father's voice, but the voice sounded lazy, and his father seemed to be half awake.

"Dad, it's me." Tang Su faintly yelled.

"Tang Su, what's the matter?" Tang Youliang didn't seem to expect that his daughter would suddenly call at this time, because he had only talked with her daughter on the phone two days ago.

Tang Su didn't hesitate, and said directly: "I already know what happened at home. Dad, I think you are really disappointing."

Tang Su used the word disappointment to describe her feelings at the moment. Of course, she was not only disappointed, she was completely tired of this family.

She even felt that she had no home.

"Tang Su, adults, don't care about your children." Tang Youliang didn't know who told Tang Su about it. He didn't want his daughter to know so soon.