Mrs. Nan's Hidden Marriage Daily

Chapter 1331 Don’t Follow Me (6)

Jiulong stood behind Tang Yichen, carefully looking at the humble middle-aged couple in front of him.

"Just talk about it." Tang Yichen stretched out his hand, Jiulong immediately placed a cigar in Tang Yichen's hand respectfully, and lit it.

The smoke billowed in mid-air, making Tang Yichen's ashen face look a little more violent, which made people daunted.My aunt abducted Li Mingcheng with her hands, and looked at Tang Yichen with a smile, flattering.

Li Mingcheng withdrew his hand angrily, obviously unwilling to ask Tang Yichen.

Nuannuan just died, and she was going to ask Tang Yichen for money with Nuannuan?
Although Zhao Mingcheng likes money, he hasn't reached this level yet.

He is still regretting to this day, why he pushed Nuan Nuan back then, if it wasn't like this, Nuan Nuan wouldn't be where he is today. Seeing that Zhao Mingcheng was unwilling to speak, Aunt Cu stood up by herself and looked at Tang Yichen with a smile on her face.

"Don..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Yichen suddenly raised his indifferent eyes, and said in a cold tone, "Put the smile on your face away, no smiles are allowed in this house."

The aunt's smile was cold on her face, and she looked into Tang Yichen's eyes in fear.

"Mr. Tang, my Wennuan died for you. Now that her uncle's company has problems, shouldn't she do something for Wennuan?"

Tang Yichen listened to his aunt's words with a cold face, clenched his hands tightly, and looked at his aunt coldly, "What does warmth have to do with you?"

Jiulong was sweating for Uncle and Aunt Wennuan, isn't it just to annoy Tang Yichen by saying this?

My aunt was stunned for a while, but didn't understand what Tang Yichen meant, so she continued to answer, "We are warm uncles and aunts, Mr. Tang..."

"I thought you were strangers, she died, you are not sad at all, come to ask me for money?"

Tang Yichen's voice was smooth and deep without any ups and downs, but in the ears of others, there was a strong hatred.

My aunt finally understood, she stood up abruptly, pulled her wife back, and walked in front of Tang Yichen.

"Tang Yichen." Although Zhao Mingcheng was afraid of Tang Yichen, he still boldly raised his head, "Nuan Nuan's death has nothing to do with you, I admit that if I hadn't sent Nuan Nuan out back then, she wouldn't have met you and wouldn't have been dragged down by you .”

Nuan Nuan didn't tell Zhao Mingcheng until now that Tang Yichen was the indirect murderer of her parents.

Tang Yichen looked coldly at the man in front of him who was half shorter than him, clenched his hands tightly, and squirmed his thin lips, "Yes, we are all murderers."

"Tang Yichen, I just hope you won't forget Nuan Nuan too early and let her die in vain."

After Zhao Mingcheng finished speaking, he ignored his aunt's resistance and dragged him away from the villa.

Tang Yichen's eyes were cold, he kicked the tea table in front of him, and rubbed his tired temples with his fingers.

"What's the problem?"

Tang Yichen gave orders to Jiulong, with tiredness in his voice.

"Yes, Young Master." Jiulong nodded.

It's not surprising that the young master made this decision. The company is related to Miss Wen, so it's impossible for the young master to sit idly by.

Tang Yichen picked up the car keys, just as Jiulong was about to follow, Tang Yichen suddenly dropped four words, "Don't follow me!"

Jiulong stopped, watched Tang Yichen leave like this, and sighed.

Besides going to Miss Wen's cemetery, where else can the eldest go?

In the suburb with superb scenery, Tang Yichen's tall figure is especially obvious in the empty cemetery.

The cemetery is not luxuriously built, just like the warm temper.

(End of this chapter)