Genuine Brand and Green Tea's Battle for Husband

As soon as she entered the Tan family's villa, Song Zhijiao dragged Tan Yuanyuan into the inner room.

"Yuanyuan, what do you want to do?" Song Zhijiao scolded.

"Mother, can't you see what I want to do? I will never agree that Chen Hao is my father. My biological father can only be Tan Yueming!" Tan Yuanyuan was not to be outdone.

"Whether you agree or not, Chen Hao is your biological father! My heart has always been Chen Hao, never Tan Yueming! Tan Yuanyuan, you must accept it!"

"I can't accept it! I have lived with my father for more than [-] years, and I have already been part of the Tan family. I am the second lady of the Tan family, not the child of other wild men!"

As soon as Tan Yuanyuan finished speaking, he was slapped hard by Song Zhijiao.

"Remember, he is not a wild man, he is your father! Tan Yueming has no blood relationship with you at all. You can call him your father on the surface, but you have to tell me clearly in your heart that he is not your father!"

"On the contrary, I will not agree with you to be intimate with Tan Yueming. I want you to hate him and blame him! If it weren't for him, our family of three would not be reduced to such a situation now!" Song Zhijiao said sharply.

"Mother, do you really have no feelings at all after living with your father day and night for more than [-] years?"

"No!" Song Zhijiao said directly, "I have no feelings. For the past 20 years, I have been controlled by him all the time. How can you tell me to have feelings? Marrying Tan Yueming was a last resort. I don't have any feelings for him!"

Tan Yuanyuan looked at Song Zhijiao with disappointed eyes, and couldn't believe that these words came from Song Zhijiao's mouth.

For more than 20 years, Song Zhijiao has never said such irrational words.

"Mother, you are really crazy, you better think about it!"

After speaking, Tan Yuanyuan left the room.

After going downstairs, Tan Yuanyuan walked to the servant.

"Recently, my wife is in a low mood because of a conflict with the master. Take care of your wife and report to me as soon as possible if she goes out."

"Yes, miss, I see."

After another glance at Song Zhijiao's door, Tan Yuanyuan left the Tan family villa.

On the other side, the Ke family.

Caiyun's eyes were on Ke Jingxing all the time these few days, and Tan Qiuyu saw it more clearly than anyone else.

Tan Qiuyu sat on the sofa in the living room, flipping through the latest newspapers.

A piece of news was published on it. The dancer Zhang Tianlu choreographed a dance for a world-famous song. Once it appeared, it was well received.

Tan Qiuyu couldn't help becoming worried. Zhang Tianlu's side hadn't been settled yet, but now suddenly another colorful cloud with unruly intentions appeared, which made her feel flustered for a while.

Tan Qiuyu rubbed his temples with a headache, Ke Jingxing came down from the upstairs study and sat beside Tan Qiuyu.

Ke Jingxing pushed Tan Qiuyu's hand away, and gently rubbed Tan Qiuyu's temples.

"What's wrong?" Ke Jingxing asked softly and concerned.

"It's nothing, I've been a little troubled recently."

Tan Qiuyu still decided not to speak out, so as not to worry Ke Jingxing.

Ke Jingxing caught a glimpse of the newspaper in Tan Qiuyu's hand, saw the news on it, and immediately guessed what Tan Qiuyu was worried about.

"Are you working with Zhang Tianlu recently?"

Tan Qiuyu put away the newspaper, "Senior Zhang is an old senior in the dance world. I want to cooperate with him, but he has been refusing to accept me for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Tan Qiuyu smiled awkwardly and glanced at Ke Jingxing.

Ke Jingxing had no expression on his face, he just asked, "Because you are my wife, so he doesn't choose to accept you."

Tan Qiuyu glanced at Ke Jingxing in surprise, not knowing how Ke Jingxing guessed it.

"No, it has nothing to do with you." Tan Qiuyu said hastily.

Ke Jingxing looked at Tan Qiuyu's hasty tone and chuckled for a moment.

"I have had some contact with him. He has never associated with people like me. I know this better than anyone else. You are my wife. He is dissatisfied with your status, so naturally he will not agree to be with you. You cooperate and take you as a disciple." Ke Jingxing said straightforwardly.

Tan Qiuyu pouted, "You guessed it."

"You want to cooperate with him that much? Besides him, there are many other talented dancers in the entertainment industry. Why hang yourself on a tree?"

"Senior Zhang is the most qualified person in the dance industry. If he says he is number one, no one will dare to be number two. Naturally, I want to worship him as my teacher. Besides, those so-called highly qualified people in the entertainment circle are just pretending to be number one." , wanting to be famous, how can there be such a sincere love of dance as Senior Zhang?"

Ke Jingxing put his arms around Tan Qiuyu's shoulders, agreed with Tan Qiuyu's words, and looked at Tan Qiuyu with a little more appreciation.

The woman Ke Jingxing likes is indeed different from vulgar ordinary people.

"But this Zhang Tianlu has a very weird temper, are you sure you can take him down?"

Tan Qiuyu hesitated for a few seconds before slowly saying: "Although I know it's fruitless, I still want to try it. How will I know if I don't try it? Senior Zhang represents the highest level of dance, and also represents my Dream, I will not give up lightly."

The corners of Ke Jingxing's mouth curled up, "Okay, I support you."

"What? You and Zhang Tianlu must be at odds, don't you blame me for taking refuge in his side?"

Seeing Ke Jingxing being so magnanimous, Tan Qiuyu found it inconceivable.

According to Ke Jingxing's temperament, he should resolutely ask himself to sever contact with Zhang Tianlu.

"Although I don't like his pretentiousness, I appreciate his personality. Besides, he is your favorite teacher, so I naturally want to stand on that side without hesitation."

As long as Tan Qiuyu likes it, he will not refuse.

Tan Qiuyu frowned, "Jing Xing, thank you."

Ke Jingxing took Tan Qiuyu into his arms, "Why do we need to say thank you?"

Tan Qiuyu took Ke Jingxing's hand, and caught glimpses of timid gazes cast from a distance from time to time, with cunning flashing across them.

Just as the two were talking about each other, Ke Jingxing's cell phone rang.

Ke Jingxing glanced at the screen indifferently, it was Tan Yuanyuan.

Ke Jingxing picked up the phone and hung up on Tan Yuanyuan.

A few days ago, after he woke up drunk, he saw several call records on his mobile phone.

The last one showed a record of 1 minute, and Tan Qiuyu could only pick up Tan Yuanyuan's call.

Ke Jingxing had no way of knowing what the two of them said, but he knew that Tan Qiuyu would definitely not want him to keep in touch with Tan Yuanyuan.

Tan Yuanyuan called again, and Ke Jingxing turned off the phone impatiently.

"Why didn't you answer?" Tan Qiuyu asked deliberately.

"If I pick it up, wouldn't you take the opportunity to trouble me again?" Ke Jingxing said quietly.

Tan Qiuyu smiled foolishly, "You still have a conscience."

Ke Jingxing smiled, feeling very helpless towards the person in his arms.