Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Mrs. Tang was still depressed in the living room because of Tang Zhen talking to Chen Jiao.

However, thinking of Chen Jiao being slapped by himself, soup was splashed all over her body.

I felt a little more comfortable in my heart.

The servants were clearing the tables in the restaurant.

Mrs. Tang was sitting on the sofa, tapping on the armrest of the sofa with her fingers, wondering how to clean up Chen Jiao after she came back.

This stinky girl, relying on her youth and beauty, has been seducing this stinky old man Tang Zhen.

It would be a bad thing if the stinky old man was fascinated by ghosts one day and really dared to take her position as wife.

It's still necessary for this little bitch to understand that he is inferior to a pig and a dog in this family.

She also had to understand how she should repay the Tang family for supporting her so big with money.

It's not enough to just hit back and not fight back!

The more Mrs. Tang thought about it, the more sinister and contorted her face became.

Seeing Mrs. Tang's expression, the servant next to her knew that she was trying to figure out how to plot against her.

After hastily tidying up the table and tableware, I was ready to nest in the kitchen.

But also coincidentally.

As soon as the dining table was cleared, there was a doorbell ringing at the door.

Mrs. Tang was startled by the doorbell, and her first reaction was that Chen Jiao, who had just run out, had returned.

She raised her eyebrows and said to the servant who was about to open the door: "Don't open the door yet, let her freeze outside."

It is winter now.

And when Chen Jiao ran out just now, she was wearing thin clothes, only a sweater, and was wet by the soup.

At this moment, with nowhere to go outside, he should have been shivering from the cold.

Mrs. Tang refused to let the servant open the door, and the servant did not dare to open the door.

All I could do was listen to the doorbell ringing again and again.

Tang Zhen upstairs seemed to have heard something, and asked from the second floor, "Why don't you open the door?"

When Mrs. Tang heard her husband ask, she said, "I didn't let you go."

Hearing his wife's words, Tang Zhen thought of Chen Jiao who ran out just now, and felt helpless: "It's winter, it's so cold outside, are you going to freeze her to death?"

Mrs. Tang pulled her thick lips, and said, "It's just right to freeze to death, and to freeze to death is one less white-eyed wolf you raised."

Tang Zhen listened and felt that he couldn't continue talking to her.

Then he opened his mouth and ordered the servant: "Go and open the door!"

Hearing Tang Zhen's words, the servant dared to move to open the door.

Mrs. Tang pouted.

Although he didn't say anything, he didn't intend to let Chen Jiao go after she came in.

The maid went to open the door.

But when the door opened, he unexpectedly called out, "Huh?"

Mrs. Tang saw that the servant hadn't closed the door after opening it, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ma'am, here are the guests."

Isn't it Chen Jiao?

Mrs. Tang was a little surprised.

When Tang Zhen heard it, he was also very surprised.

"Who is it? Please come in."

In an instant, Tang Zhen returned to the appearance of a respected and hospitable host.

He has already recruited his subordinates to publicize his good deeds over the years. It is estimated that the media in Beicheng heard the news and came to interview him.

As soon as Tang Zhen thought of this, he carefully adjusted his clothes.

However, when he set his eyes on the guest who was invited in by the servant, he was suddenly stunned, very unexpected: "Why is it you?"

It wasn't just Tang Zhen who found it unexpected.

Even Mrs. Tang stared at the visitor.

After hearing her husband's words, she came back to her senses and asked her husband, "Is he..."

He pointed at the handsome young man in his 20s in front of him, and his heart was very excited.

Over the years, she has met quite a few young men.

Why haven't I found someone as good-looking as the young man in front of me?

"He's Xiao Rong."

Tang Zhen revealed the identity of the person in front of him.

Mrs. Tang was very surprised: "He is Xiao Rong?"

Mrs. Tang stood up with a smile, and walked over to talk to Xiao Rong enthusiastically: "You are Chengye's son? Except I went to see you with Lao Tang when you were born. I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. The changes in the past 20 years are amazing. It's really big."

When she was at Xiao Rong's full moon, she went to Xiao Rong's house to meet Xiao Rong.

However, there were many things happened to Xiaoxiao's mother and child later, and it was said that the child was disabled and was sent to the education college for education.

After so many years, I really haven't seen it again.

It is surprising to see it now.

People like Xiao Rong are really good-looking.

She has seen all kinds of men in the clubhouse, but there has never been one who can compare with Xiao Rong's appearance.

No, don't say it's comparable to Xiao Rong's appearance.

Even if there is someone who can match Xiao Rong's general appearance, there is no one.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, please sit down and have a good chat with Auntie."

Mrs. Tang held Xiao Rong's hand, and was about to pull Xiao Rong to sit down and chat.

Tang Zhen felt annoyed when he saw her lewd look.

He said straightforwardly: "Xiao Rong can't speak, so I can't chat with you."

"what?"

Mrs. Tang raised her head, looked at Xiao Rong, and then at her husband.

Tang Zhen reminded her: "He is dumb."

When Tang Zhen said that Xiao Rong was dumb, the look in his eyes was extremely contemptuous.

And Xiao Rong didn't let go of any look on Tang Zhen's face.

When Mrs. Tang heard her husband's words, there was a subtle expression on her face.

Looking at Xiao Rong's face, she couldn't help feeling pity: "What a pity, such a good boy can't talk."

Tang Zhen was too lazy to listen to her such unfortunate nonsense, so he asked Xiao Rong directly: "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Rong raised his hand, looked up at Tang Zhen, and gestured with him in sign language: "I'm here to talk to Uncle Tang."

Tang Zhen didn't know what Xiao Rong was here to talk to him at this time, but he knew that it wouldn't do any good to let her stay with the wife at home, so he said, "Come talk in my study."

Xiao Rong nodded, then withdrew his hand from Mrs. Tang's hand, gestured politely to Mrs. Tang, and then went to Tang Zhen's study.

Mrs. Tang watched Xiao Rong enter her husband's study, and still couldn't help but say regrettable words: "It's a pity, such a good child is such a pity, he looks so good-looking, why can't he speak?"

The servant listened to Mrs. Tang's rambling, and did not intend to continue listening.

Mrs. Tang has such a problem. When she sees the young man now, her eyes shine.

In recent years, the marriage with Mr. Tang is also maintained in name only by the relationship of interests.

The two play their own way, and each other's private life is very chaotic.

Moreover, Mrs. Tang met a man in the clubhouse last year. On his birthday, he gave away Mr. Tang's antiques.

The couple quarreled over the antiques.

But Mr. Tang doesn't care about Mrs. Tang's little boy outside.

Xiao Rong entered Tang Zhen's study, and Tang Zhen took out a cigar from the desk drawer, lit it and smoked it.

Xiao Rong actually hates the smell of cigarettes.

However, I also know that Tang Zhen doesn't care whether he likes it or not.

He raised his hand and gestured directly to Tang Zhen to get down to business.

"Uncle Tang, I'm here to tell you something."

"I don't want to see you sign language, my eyes hurt."

Tang Zhen could understand part of Xiao Rong's sign language, but he couldn't fully understand Xiao Rong's sign language. What's more, the part of sign language he understood also took his brains a lot.

He didn't want Xiao Rong to make gestures with him.

So, I deliberately wanted to embarrass her.

Seeing that Xiao Chengye didn't want him to sign with sign language, Xiao Rong hesitated for a moment, and took out his notebook and pen from his coat pocket.

Tang Zhen knew that Xiao Rong wanted to communicate with him by writing.

However, he still didn't want to communicate with Xiao Rong.

So, he said again: "I'm old, my eyes are bad, I can't read the words on the book without reading glasses, and unfortunately, my reading glasses broke yesterday."

When he said that, he cut off Xiao Rong's two channels of communication with him.

He also exists to make things difficult for him.

Xiao Rong saw that Tang Zhen didn't want to hear him sign language, and he didn't want to watch him write.

He bent his lips and smiled.

When Xiao Chengye heard Xiao Rong's chuckle, and saw Xiao Rong's raised lips, the expression on his face froze instantly.

I also suddenly felt something was wrong in my heart.

After Xiao Rong finished laughing, he raised his eyes. He walked to Tang Zhen's desk, and without waiting for Tang Zhen to say anything, he sat on the sofa chair prepared for guests in front of Tang Zhen's desk.

Tang Zhen was disgusted.

But Xiao Rong looked at him and opened his mouth: "Uncle Tang, don't try to make things difficult for me. If you don't finish talking with me today, how can I leave?"

A clear and clear voice, with a bit of a smile, sounded from the entire space.

When Tang Zhen heard this, his eyes widened in an instant.

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.

Moreover, his eyes widened, looking at Xiao Rong as if he had seen a ghost.

Xiao Rong looked at Tang Zhen's astonishment that he forgot to smoke a cigar, smiled, raised his hand, and took out the cigar that Tang Zhen was pinching in his book, and put it in the ashtray.

The cigar was extinguished, and although the smell of smoke was still wafting in the air, it was not so strong.

Xiao Rong's realization turned from the extinguished cigar in the ashtray to the stunned Tang Zhen's face, and kindly reminded: "Uncle Tang is getting old and his eyes are not good, so don't make his lungs bad, it's better to be young." Have some cigarettes."

Hearing this, Tang Zhen stood up from his seat in pain.

Seeing Xiao Rong's calm and leisurely appearance, a feeling of being played by someone suddenly rose in his heart: "You have been pretending to be dumb?!"

Xiao Rong was asked by Tang Zhen, and smiled slightly: "Uncle Tang misunderstood me, I was indeed dumb before, but I am not born dumb."

Tang Zhen looked at Xiao Rong on Xiao Rong's face, feeling appalled in his heart.

He is obviously a son of the Xiao family who has never been favored by Xiao Chengye, and has not been carefully cultivated and noticed.

How could he have such patience and such a heavy city.

Still pretending to be dumb for so long?
What is he trying to do?
"Uncle Tang, please sit down. If you talk to me standing up, you will be very tired."

Xiao Rong is obviously a guest.

However, after entering Tang's house, he was as comfortable as the owner, without being influenced by him at all.