Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Tang Moer was so delicate that she never suffered such pain, and her tender little face became pale in an instant.

At this moment an eerie roar sounded in my ears, "What are you doing here?"

The mall security and black uniform bodyguards rushed over. They drove the excited crowd aside. Su Zhe's tall and upright figure appeared, and he bent down and held a wounded Han Xiaowan in his arms.

"Tang Moer, Xiao Wan is your sister. You push her downstairs. Isn't this too vicious?" Su Zhe stared at Tang Moer with a dark expression.

Tang Moer lifted his eyes. Many passers-by took out his mobile phone and shot at her for a while. She looked at Su Zhe's hateful face, and then looked at Han Xiaowan, Han Xiaowan's breath was free, and her face was full of blood, but she slowly revealed a trace of her Weird smile.

Tang Moer understood all of a sudden, she caught Han Xiaowan's trap.

...

In the police station.

The police officer looked at Tang Mo'er, who was in a corner, in distress. The mayor was a thousand dollars. They didn't dare to offend her, but she also committed a crime of intentional wounding.

Tang Mor's face was cold. "I didn't push Han Xiaowan. She fell down by yourself. You can call the mall to monitor it."

"Ms. Tang, we have already retrieved it, but at the time Han Xiaowan was monitoring with her back, we do seem to be you ... you pushed her downstairs."

Tang Mo'er twitched the corners of her lips. It seemed that Han Xiaowan counted everything, and she couldn't argue.

"Ms. Tang, do you want to call Mayor Tang and ask the Mayor to send a lawyer to bail you? Otherwise, we can only hold you here in accordance with legal procedures." The police officer was careful.

She doesn't stay here!

Tang Moer thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone from his bag, and dialed out his father Tang Hai's phone.

"Beep" sounded, then the phone was picked up, "Hey, hello, who is it?"

Not Tang Hai's voice, but a female secretary.

"Hey, it's me, Tang Moer."

"Miss Tang, how do you do?"

"Where's my dad?"

"Mayor Tang is in a meeting now. Miss Tang can tell me anything. I will pass it on to him after the meeting of Mayor Tang."

"Oh, forget it ..." Tang Moer hung up the phone.

Her relationship with her father has always been faint. The father has a new family and a son. This brother is five years younger. Because of her natural speech difficulties, the father has turned his attention to the son.

In the past 21 years, what she and her father had said did not add up to a hundred sentences.

She never talked to her dad when she encountered any difficulties.

Who should she look for now?

Tang Moer turned out his mother Qin Yawen's phone.

At this time, the phone was on, and Qin Yawen's phone suddenly came.

Looking at the word "Mom" jumping on the screen of the mobile phone, Tang Moer's heart felt a touch of warmth, and she quickly connected the phone, "Hey, mom."

"Where are you now?" Qin Yawen's cold voice came over.

Tang Moer sagged. "In the police station."

"I'll be right there."

Qin Yawen at that end has hung up.

"Miss Tang, is anyone here to bail you?" The police officer asked uncertainly.

Tang Moer held the mobile phone in his hand, "Should ... have it."

Soon after, Qin Yawen arrived. 45-year-old Qin Yawen wore a white and black, big wavy hair. She was very young because she was well-maintained. When she was 18, she picked up a movie and took it off. After the youngest film in history, she can see the style of red and red across the river, she is beautiful and intellectual, and is definitely the image of a good mother.