Xiao ran, believe me

Yang Haitao's eyes lit up.

"Yes, I've thought it through," song Xuan chuckled.

This time, old Mrs. Tang had been angered by Tang qingru and had completely suffered a stroke. However, it was just a mild facial paralysis and a slight numbness in her limbs, not serious to the point of being paralyzed.

In the end, Tang Ji 'an still went to visit her. As soon as old Mrs. Tang saw Tang Ji' an, she began to list her father's crimes. Tang Ji 'an only let it go in one ear and out the other, not taking it to heart.

Old Mrs. Tang was still comforted. So what if her son was gone? at least she still had her grandson to talk to and comfort her. She still had hope in life.

When song ran heard the news, she only smiled and said to Fang Guohua, " well, let the old lady enjoy her last moments. When she can't leave Tang Ji 'an, letting Tang Ji' an leave her will be the greatest torture for her.

Wuyue Feifei

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