Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

"I'm sorry, I wasn't there when you gave birth, I'm sorry." He Yanlie apologized sincerely.

Asking a regal figure to bow their head and apologize is like chipping away at their natural arrogance.

But at this time, in front of this little woman, He Yanlie put all his pride and dignity behind him, apologized softly, and hoped that she would forgive her.

Tang Shiyi saw his deep eyes darken suddenly, and secretly clenched her little hand hanging by her side, calmed down her disordered breathing, and raised her wrist to glance at the time.

"It's nine o'clock. It's working time. If you have any cooperation, you can talk to Mr. Lu." Tang Shiyi said, then turned and opened the door of the conference room.

She doesn't want to talk about what happened back then.

That kind of feeling of despair even thinking about it, she and the child were completely buried alive in that cemetery.

How helpless and desperate at that time, but he was not there.

Even though she knew that he was in a difficult situation at that time, she had thought about the problem from his standpoint. After seeing Luo Luo yesterday, she didn't feel bad at all.

He Yanlie was all ready, but he didn't expect this little guy to change his face so quickly, the kind who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone when he changed the subject.

"Where are the children, can I meet..." He Yanlie took a step forward and stopped in front of her.

He Yanlie approached suddenly, and the man's tall and straight body came oppressively again, and his facial features, which were exquisitely carved by heaven, were close in front of his eyes.

Tang Shiyi stopped in his tracks, looking at him with clear and watery eyes: "The children are doing well."

Tang Shiyi didn't say where he was, nor did he let him meet.

This look of being gentle and indifferent, answering the wrong question, is obviously avoiding.

As an ordinary person, He Yanlie would have exploded a long time ago, but who told him that this was the little ancestor he was thinking about, he stood in front of him, looked down at her, and asked patiently: "Is it two sons and one daughter? ah."

"Mmm." Tang Shiyi didn't hide this.

She wanted to say that he had already seen two of them, and the other one looked exactly like him.

As the words came to his lips, thinking of what Lu Jie said at the dinner party yesterday, he was going to tie the knot with Miss Jiang's family, and she didn't have a good face.

"I heard that you are going to tie the knot with Ms. Jiang's family, congratulations." Tang Shiyi had an elegant smile on his fair and beautiful face, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and He Yanlie frowned after hearing this.

"I'm married, and I only love you. I only keep in touch with Jiang Yuyan to keep an eye on news about you and your uncle. I will draw a clear line with her tomorrow." He Yanlie's tone was very sincere, and his clear and pleasant voice was full of love for Tang. Shi Yi cared.

He raised his left hand, and the wedding ring on it was always on.

"By the way, where's your uncle... how is it?"

In the past four years, Su Yu has used forces to hide the relationship between the four of them very well, but he has not been able to find it.

So He Yanlie was sure that Su Yu did not die in the car accident.

"Uncle is alive, but..." Tang Shiyi said here, the mist that had just dissipated flooded his eyes again, and his heart was as sour as his eyes.

He Yanlie's gloomy eyes froze suddenly, and he had a bad intuition.

"what happened?"

What happened to her uncle was a scar that Tang Shiyi could never erase in her life. As soon as she said this, she said in a bad tone: "His leg is broken, he has been in a wheelchair for four years, and his hand bones are also broken. I can no longer use a scalpel, and even my eyes were pierced by glass, and my eyesight was restored some time ago.

He Yanlie, I was wondering if we really shouldn't be together, you see our close relatives have become different because of us. "Tang Shiyi said, a crystal tear dripped down.

My heart is full of desolation.

After He Yanlie heard this, his shocked body froze in place. Seeing her tears, his heart ached even more.

He Yanlie stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away her tears with his rough thumb. Tang Shiyi slightly turned his head away. Such a subtle evasive movement, like a needle, pricked the tip of He Yanlie's heart.