Chapter 262 I Want You to Be a Dog (1)

Chapter 262 I want you to be a dog (1)

Zhao Ke went back after playing mahjong, his face was not very good.

Originally, Tang Xin was clinging to Tang Zhiyuan's acting like a baby in the living room, and she wanted to get him to agree to go out.

Tang Zhiyuan actually agreed, but he just wanted to tease his little daughter.

He always has a bit of compassion, and usually spends a lot of time with Tang Xin.

At this time, Zhao Ke came back...

Looking at Zhao Ke's expression, Tang Xin lost all thoughts, and whispered, "Mom, I'm going upstairs to play the piano."

Zhao Ke didn't make a sound, and the expression on his face was always straight.

Tang Xin was a little puzzled, what happened to her mother today? Mom didn't even reprimand her for wearing jeans, which Mom didn't like the most.

Tang Xin was lying on the railing secretly watching, but Zhao Ke raised her eyes and saw... Tang Xin immediately ran to her bedroom.

Tang Zhiyuan took a sip of coffee and sighed: "You were the one who gave birth to Tang Xin, and she has such a problem. Why do you have to be so strict with her? Wouldn't it be nice to make her happy?"

Zhao Ke's voice murmured: "Zhiyuan, you also think Tang Xin won't live long, don't you?"

When she said this, Tang Zhiyuan became a little dissatisfied, "Zhao Ke, do you know what you are talking about? How sad Tang Xin would be if she heard such words."

"Tang Xin is sad, so am I not sad?" Zhao Ke's face was full of frenzy, "Tang Zhiyuan, what do you think of me, are you just thinking about getting back together with that bitch Lin Yun, right? ?”

Tang Zhiyuan was furious. The person he owed the most in his life was Lin Yun. When Zhao Ke said this to her, he felt that all his anger was ignited at that moment. He had never touched Zhao Ke before, but now, he raised his hand. With a slap, it slapped Zhao Ke's face.

"It's true that I spoiled you! The pampered life of these years has made you forget the cultivation you should have. You just want to squeeze into the upper class again, but look at your virtues, are you worthy of being Tang Xin's mother? " Tang Zhiyuan's words were extremely serious.

Five finger prints appeared on half of Zhao Ke's face. She covered her face and stared at Tang Zhiyuan, "You hit me!"

She repeated it again, and then threw herself in front of Tang Zhiyuan, fighting desperately, just like an ordinary shrew...

"Tang Zhiyuan, do you know how I've been living these years? You're good enough to be a hands-off shopkeeper, but I have to take Tang Xin, a sick child who doesn't know if he can live past the age of twenty, and pretend As if nothing had happened, where were you when Tang Xin had a fever?"

"You're on the little model's bed, looking upside down!" Zhao Ke's rolled-up hair was a little messy and scattered on her face, and her eyelash makeup, which was originally extremely delicate, is now sticky like a black mass, looking Some scary!

Tang Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, and grabbed Zhao Ke's wrist, "What about you, honorable Mrs. Tang, haven't you had any close contacts in these years?"

Zhao Ke was stunned, with his hands hanging in the air, his expression slightly shocked.

Did Tang Zhiyuan know?

"Giving face to others is also showing face to yourself." Tang Zhiyuan let go of her, but Zhao Ke lost the strength, stepped back a few steps, and fell on the sofa.

She looked at Tang Zhiyuan dejectedly, her face was on fire, and her heart was beating fast.

"All these years, if it wasn't for Tang Xin, do you think I would tolerate you?" Tang Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Ke condescendingly, then half bent his body, pinching Zhao Ke's chin with his fingers.