Evil president, forced love

Tang Jun closed the small notebook, got up and walked to the window.

On the lawn outside, father and mother are taking a walk, looking at them from a distance, they look warm and peaceful.

Maybe one day, he and An Ran will be like them, cuddling together peacefully, watching the sunrise and sunset every day.

However, for them, such peace was bought with bloody wind.

He didn't know what his father and mother experienced when they were young, but he knew that they had sworn that they would never set foot in the capital again in this life.

What is the unforgettable thing that made them make such an oath...

Tang Jun was in a trance when his cell phone rang suddenly.

He pressed the answer button, "Hello."

"Third Master, I've decided to make a dream." Yan Chenxi's firm voice came over.

Tang Jun lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the time on his wrist, "Okay, see you at home at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Yan Chenxi responded.

Tang Jun closed the line and notified Qu Nianxin.

When eating in the evening, Weng Meiqi kept picking up food for her son, "Son, mom knows you've been in China for a long time, and you're used to eating Chinese food, so I specially made Chinese food today!"

"Thank you mom." Tang Jun replied lightly.

Weng Meiqi and her husband looked at each other, then warmly approached her son, with a smile on her face, "Son, will Mom discuss something with you?"

"Yeah." Tang Jun remained calm.

In fact, even if his mother didn't say anything, he knew in his heart that he must want him to bring Tang Tang back to them.

Sure enough, Weng Meiqi immediately said cheerfully, "When will you bring us your granddaughter back to have a look?"

Tang Jun knew that the old man and the old lady of his family would definitely not be able to resist the temptation of their granddaughter.

Tang Jun put down his chopsticks, and looked at the elder seriously, "Mom, I have Tang Tang's photo here, you can take a look first."

"My granddaughter's name is Tang Tang?! What a cute name! You can tell she's a little beauty!" Weng Meiqi couldn't help but be full of praise.

On the other hand, the old man on the other side had a stern face, a little unhappy, "When I get back, I will change our family's surname back."

"Tang Tang is a Chinese name!" Weng Meiqi explained from the side.

She gave her son the Chinese name Tang Jun in order to fulfill her mother's wish.

Weng Meiqi's grandmother never had a boy in her life, and was rejected by her husband's family. She always hoped that she could have a grandson who would inherit the family.

But in Weng Meiqi's generation, they are all girls, and her grandma didn't realize her wish until she died. Therefore, Weng Meiqi only gave such a Chinese name after giving birth to Tang Jun.

Tang Jun took out the photo album in his mobile phone and showed it to his mother, "Mom, look."

As soon as Weng Meiqi took the phone, she began to praise her before she looked carefully, "Oh! What a beautiful little beauty! I knew that our granddaughter would definitely be the same!"

Weng Meiqi said, took the phone in front of her husband, and continued to praise, "Look at the nose and eyes, which are exactly the same as Jon's when he was a child!"

The old man who had a serious face turned into a loving face immediately after seeing the little doll on his phone, his eyes glowing.

Tang Jun watched their reactions with satisfaction, everything was within his expectations.

"Tang Jun, when will you bring Tang Tang back to show us?!" Weng Meiqi couldn't wait.

"This..." Tang Jun deliberately showed a face of embarrassment.