"Why are you looking at Ling Xiao? Must you shout? You’re an adult now, yet you’re still acting on impulse?"
Tang Xiaowan touched her nose, feeling annoyed inside. Why didn’t Grandma understand her at all and still confronted her in front of Huahua?
"But... she’s not my mom."
"Then why do you call Wang Jinhui ’Grandpa’?" Tang i’s eyes shifted as she countered.
Tang Xiaowan: "..."
She knew she was being needled. A spade is a spade.
It turned out that they had conspired a long ago, claiming to respect other’s wishes, but it ended up being coercion.
If you like children... you could go to an orphanage.
"Tell , how is it different?"
"It’s just... you’re deliberately asking what you already know."
Leng Lingxiao saw things weren’t going well, fearing Tang Xiaowan would get an earful, so he quickly smiled and poured tea for Tang i.
The fragrance of tea soothed both the throat and the heart.
Fortunately, she had picked the right grandson-in-law, decisive and ruthless in the outside world, but considerate and ticulous at ho.
"Grandma, what Tangtang ans is that ’grandpa’ is a term of respect, which can be used for any unrelated elderly people, but ’mom’ is different, it has a special aning."
Tang Xiaowan’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.
Right, exactly, mom is different, is ’mom’ sothing one can just casually call anyone?
Tang i nodded as if deep in thought, slowly putting down her teacup: "Alright, I’m tired. You should go back early too, and drive slowly on the road."
Tang Xiaowan: "..."
Weren’t we staying here tonight?
Mad at ? Don’t want around, kicking out?
"Grandma, how can you change your mind so suddenly? Didn’t we agree this afternoon..."
"Okay, Grandma, then we’ll head back to the South Suburb Villa, we’ll co back tomorrow." Leng Lingxiao quickly took Tang Xiaowan’s hand and hurriedly left the tea room.
If we don’t leave now, we might really get a beat down!
Tang i sighed quietly to herself: Silly child, Grandma is doing this for your good.
Not until the sound of the door closing downstairs did she take out her phone, her gaze intense as she operated it, then entered a login password.
[The night is deep, be still and settle down.]
After sending this ssage, Tang i quickly exited the chat and left the tea room to head to the study.
In late October, Huang City was already carrying a bit of coolness, the slightly yellow leaves rustling in the wind, as if at any mont an autumn rain could start.
...
At eleven o’clock at night, at the South Suburb Villa.
Although it wasn’t as vast as Lingxiao Manor or as fresh and elegant as i Garden, it had a unique flavor, with a modern décor, chic yet grand.
The master bedroom was still on the most easterly side of the second floor, Tang Xiaowan’s favorite part of the house.
As she would say, it’s convenient to escape.
Being brave alone does not an she isn’t afraid of death, just like soone who loves to laugh doesn’t an they have no worries, the sa as Tang Xiaowan.
The soft yellow light warmly shone on the plush bed, looking very cozy.
Tang Xiaowan lay quietly in Leng Lingxiao’s arms, her little face pressed against the man’s chest, like a wounded little rabbit, eyes red.
Grandma’s words made her feel very sad.
She had already forgotten, but just now, for so reason, she rembered it again, and the more she thought about it, the sadder she felt, believing that Grandma had changed and didn’t love her like before.
In contrast, Leng Lingxiao was completely satisfied, occasionally kissing his Little Wife’s forehead.
Her rosy cheeks, the faint fragrance of her body.
Indeed, with his Little Wife in his arms, he had no worries at all.
"Tangtang, why aren’t you talking?"
Tang Xiaowan shook her head and pressed closer, and Leng Lingxiao, worried she might be cold, quickly pulled up the thin blanket.
"Is it... Oh, bla , I’ll be more careful next ti. Do you want sothing to drink... juice? I can make you a glass, how about pear juice?"
"No need, just hold like this."
Leng Lingxiao hadn’t seen Tang Xiaowan’s eyes just then and thought she was just tired, but after hearing her voice, he felt sothing was amiss. It seed she had sothing on her mind.
The little rascal is thinking about her mom again!
And Grandma Tang too, if she doesn’t want to call her mom then don’t force Tangtang.
"Okay, holding you, always holding you."
"Huahua."
"I’m here, here I am."
While responding, Leng Lingxiao tenderly and gently patted Tang Xiaowan’s smooth back.
Only he could understand the fragility in her heart.
"Huahua, do you like stone lions?" Tang Xiaowan’s voice was very soft, just loud enough for the two of them to hear.
"Mhm, I like them. Lions are very majestic."
"Houses used to place a pair of stone lions at the entrance, i Garden did, and so did your ho. I quite liked that. I rember when I was a child... playing near the entrance, often touching this one, hugging that one. The stone lions at i Garden... were so big, so very big."
"Tangtang, it’s okay to cry if you want to, it’s alright."
No sooner had these words been spoken than Tang Xiaowan’s tears burst forth like a floodgate had been opened.
Her petite fra trembled slightly.
She felt so sad inside, incredibly sad. Why was she different from other people from birth?
Seeing his Little Wife cry so hard she was beyond tears, Leng Lingxiao couldn’t hold back anymore. He hurriedly wiped her tears away, but the more he wiped, the more his heart ached.
"Tangtang, don’t be scared, you have too. No matter when, you don’t need to be afraid, don’t be afraid."
"But why don’t my mom and dad want ? Why did they abandon ? When Grandma Tang took to i Garden, I was so small then... At that ti... I definitely wasn’t, wasn’t naughty or troubleso, so why didn’t they want ? I was healthy and not ill. Was it because I’m a girl?"
"No, definitely not."
"Then why... did they, did they not want..."
Tang Xiaowan’s words caught in her throat as she choked up.
"Perhaps you were so cute that soone wanted to steal you away secretly, and then sothing happened along the way, and you ended up becoming Grandma’s little granddaughter. Your mom and dad must be looking for you too, and one day... you will et again."
Tang Xiaowan had asked Leng Lingxiao similar questions many tis when she was very young.
Years had passed, and the answer remained the sa.
"Really? Will it really happen?"
"Yes, it will, trust ."
After saying that, Leng Lingxiao quickly pulled Tang Xiaowan tightly into his embrace, his eyes moist.
He did not understand what Tang i was hiding. Why did she secretly tell him that the mastermind behind the night attack on i Garden was Tang Xiaowan’s father and that Yi Xiaodan was not dead and had given birth to Tang Xiaowan?
However, all the evidence indicated that in mid-August, the black-clothed assailants who attacked i Garden were acting under Wang Junchen’s orders, the current boss of Shen Shiyi.
Moreover, Ye Wanhua was Wang Junchen’s wife, and it was even more coincidental that she shared the sa rare O-type Rh-negative blood type as Tang Xiaowan.
Strange, what was really going on?
If everything Grandma Tang had said was true, then why did the paternity test... not confirm the blood relation?
Leng Lingxiao was filled with doubts, puzzled and unable to find the answers.
Gradually, Tang Xiaowan’s emotions began to stabilize a lot, though her eyes remained moist. She lightly touched Leng Lingxiao’s scar and couldn’t help but furrow her brow.
"Tangtang, what are you looking at?"
"It got wet just now, does it hurt?"
"The scar? It’s long been healed. How could it hurt? Are you worried that the salt in tears might be too high?"
"Yes, it’s right here on the shoulder. And it’s all because of ... You actually punished yourself like this, it’s only just healed not long ago. And these two long... old scars, they’re also because of . Every ti I see them, I rember you getting hurt while trying to save ."
"Good to know. So from now on... be obedient, don’t wander into wild thoughts, I worry about you."
"Mhm, okay, I understand."
"That’s my good girl, you silly goose!" Leng Lingxiao teased as he rubbed Tang Xiaowan’s nose, his eyes filled with affection.
"I’m not silly, you’re just too smart."
"Right, exactly, hahaha."
The two looked into each other’s eyes, holding each other tightly, engulfed in an instant by a sweet atmosphere.
...
anwhile, at number 66 Chunlei Street, the scene was quite different. Apart from the study, where a light still glowed, the rest of the rooms were pitch-black, eerily silent.
Tang i sat by the desk as if she was waiting for soone, or perhaps pondering sothing.
The tea had gone cold, and yet not a single page of her book had been turned.
Suddenly, a masked intruder, clad in black, agilely jumped through the window.
The light footfalls following imdiately afterward grew closer and closer to Tang i, each step taken with utmost caution, as if fearing an ambush.
Tang i smiled faintly and said, "Rest assured, it’s just here, no one else."
The masked intruder did not respond but upon reaching Tang i, suddenly drew a sharp dagger and pressed it to her throat.
"Why the rush, don’t you want the ring anymore?"
Tang i’s tone remained indifferent, her eyes deep and inscrutable, betraying neither joy nor anger, no sign of panic.
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