Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Since Tang Weizhong was taken away, Tang Qingya went to the capital. This week, she exhausted all means, money, and personal relationships, but still did not retain Tang Weizhong's life.

Tang Weizhong was shot yesterday. Tang Qingya handled his affairs and cremated him before returning this afternoon.

The happy atmosphere in the living room became dull with the arrival of Tang Qingya.

Tang Qingya put the suitcase in front of the door and walked in front of Yao Huiqin. As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, "Mom, sorry."

Yao Huiqin already knew about Tang Weizhong. At first, she was a little bit unacceptable. After all, the two are world friends, and their feelings for decades can hardly match the temptation of money.

Because Tang Weizhong's betrayal caused her to lose her husband and two sons and her younger son to be blind, such injuries once made her desperate.

Knowing that Tang Weizhong colluded with the terrorist organization, Yao Huiqin could not wait for Tang Weizhong to stab him in thousands.

Yao Huiqin tried hard to suppress the sorrow and anger that came from inside, and looked at Tang Qingya's eyes without the love of the past. "Qingya, although I know this matter has nothing to do with you, but..."

Yao Huiqin's eyes widened several times, "You are Tang Weizhong's daughter after all, I am afraid I will never be able to treat you like before. The dead are all the most important people in my life, I can't do nothing to you Mustard."

Tang Qingya burst into tears, hands clasped tightly in front of her, lowered her head and said: "I understand, I have no blessings, the relationship with Yancheng's husband and wife, now with your mother and daughter, are destined Missed with me, it is our Tang family who is sorry Huo family, I have no face to see you."

Tang Qingya's voice choked and stopped for a few seconds before continuing: "I'm here to say goodbye to you, I hope you will take care of yourself in the future."

After all, Tang Qingya shouted Yao Huiqin’s mother for five or six years. Everyone has feelings. In Yao Huiqin’s heart, she really felt the same pain as Tang Qingya’s daughter. Now that she said these words, Yao Huiqin was not very interested, and her eyes were red. , "You have to take care of yourself..."

Yao Huiqin still wanted to say something, but she found nothing to say. She wouldn't say it if she kept it. It was too disheartening, and she couldn't say anything if she cared more.

Tang Qingya bowed deeply to Yao Huiqin, "Mom, I'm gone."

Yao Huiqin didn't start, waved her hands, her red eyes swelled so badly, but she suppressed it without letting her tears. She always felt that tears to the enemy's daughter would be sorry for the dead relatives.

When Tang Qingya turned and left, he glanced in the direction of Huo Yanqin. He took comforting hands and bowed his head to play, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

The calm expression is heartbreaking and heartless.

Tang Qingya walked out of the door with the suitcase, and Yan Jin got up, "I'll send her away."

"I'll go with you." Song Li said to get up.

"No." Yan Jin looked indifferent, strode out of the door and approached Tang Qingya when he approached the bamboo forest.

Tang Qingya heard the footsteps and turned around, seeing Yan Jin a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

Yan Jin stood in front of Tang Qingya with his hands in his pockets, his feet habitually spread slightly and shoulder width apart.

Tang Qingya and Yan Jin also came out of the army, but Tang Qingya couldn't see the tough temperament of the soldiers. Some were only the elegance and gentleness of the woman. As for what she had in her bones, only she knew.