55 seconds of heartbeat, Mr. Tang's VIP wife

Chapter 516
Tang Moshen remembered what Lao Mi had done for his patients before, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his cool and steady mouth.

Zhou Xi couldn't help laughing out loud. In order for the former Mrs. Mo to get a good treatment, Lao Mi asked Lao Tang to trick the beauty.Before his sister-in-law was hospitalized, he kept his mouth shut about it to Old Tang for the sake of his sister-in-law's peace of mind.Before that, Zheng Jiabei was hospitalized, and Old Tang was also harassed by Lao Mi.

Indeed, Lao Mi is a good dean.

Zhou Xi turned the steering wheel of the car, "Do you think there is something wrong with Miss Rui Yu's condition?"

Tang Moshen thought of the conversation between the two people he heard on the second floor of the company just now, his pair of deep and unparalleled eyes made people look so unfathomable.

I speculate that Qiao Anxin is about my mother, isn't it right?

She and Tang Xiaoyun were so sure that Siqin was their daughter.

Tang Xiaoyun?Tang Zhanyun?

Tang Moshen stood in front of the French windows of the huge office, looking at the snowflakes scattered all over the sky outside, the world had already turned pale.

He was dressed in a white haute couture shirt and black trousers. His tall, straight figure was mature and stable, and he exuded the aura of a man who had been in the top position for a long time just from his back.

The chiseled facial features are deep and perfect, and those eyes are as low and indifferent as a falcon, making people afraid to look directly at them.

Someone knocked on the office door, and Tang Moshen said in a low voice, "Come in."

The secretary came in with a stack of heavy folders, and put them neatly on his desk. The woman looked at him unnaturally, showing fascination, "Mr. Tang, the engineer at Manager Li's side of the design department The drawing is finished."

At first glance, Li Zhenzhen emphasized it.

Tang Moshen walked over with a stern expression, and saw the large batch of drawings sent by the design department at a glance.

He raised his hand to pick it up, took a look, put it aside, and said nothing.

The secretary looked at him for a second and left the office.

In less than a minute, the HR manager knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Tang." With a dark expression on his face, he handed over Tang Xiaoyun's information in the personnel department, and said, "He was recommended by Director Qiao, and there is almost nothing on the information form of the personnel department."

Tang Xiaoyun's entry into the company was arranged by Qiao Anxin. Tang Moshen was very clear about this, and also suspected Tang Xiaoyun's purpose of joining the company, so he kept holding back and watched calmly.

At first, he tried his best to stop Qiao Anxin from collecting the company's shares. Later, he intentionally gave her a part of the company's shares.

Once upon a time, he suspected that Qiao Anxin was his biological mother.

Siqin should have something to do, so keep it a secret from herself.

Tang Xiaoyun accepted the information handed over by Manager Tao with a blank face. Tang Xiaoyun was 30 years old and single in marital status. His home address and phone number were empty.

The corner of Tang Moshen's mouth twitched into a half-smile.

Manager Tao looked at his inscrutable smile and said hesitantly, "Mr. Tang, this Tang Xiaoyun looks exactly like your father when he was young."

"What did you say?" Tang Moshen raised his head suddenly, his sharp eyes as sharp as a knife flew out from the gold-rimmed lenses, his face was tense, and his perfect and handsome features were extremely profound.

Manager Tao sweated secretly, and said, "Mr. Tang, I have been working in the company since I was a small employee. I have been in the company for decades and my whole life. This Tang Xiaoyun is so similar to your father back then."

Tang Xiaoyun?

No!Father's name is Tang Zhanyun!

"I originally thought he might be...but after looking at the name, it's actually the same name as your father." Manager Tao said.

(End of this chapter)