12.shut your mouth

"Slap ——" A crisp sound of a slap rang out abruptly in the silence of the cemetery, shattering the originally solemn and sorrowful atmosphere around. Tang Zhen's merciless slap landed heavily on Tang Qian's face.

The force of this slap was extremely strong. Tang Qian's face instantly turned to one side, and a bright red handprint quickly appeared on her fair cheek, just like a blooming crimson plum blossom in the snow.

"So you're really here," Tang Zhen said coldly. His voice seemed to be wrapped in the cold wind of winter, exuding a bone-chilling coldness. In his eyes, there was both the pride of finding Tang Qian and an anger that he could hardly conceal.

Tang Qian slowly raised her head and looked firmly into Tang Zhen's eyes without the slightest trace of fear. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said with a hint of sarcasm, "You don't have the brains for this. It was Uncle who guessed it, right?" Her tone was neither servile nor overbearing, as if stating a fact that she had long been aware of.

Upon hearing this, Tang Zhen's face instantly darkened even more, like dark clouds gathering before a storm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't treat people like fools!" His tone carried the anger and embarrassment of being seen through by Tang Qian.

Tang Qian was unhurried and began to analyze methodically, "But he wasn't sure either. They should have split into two groups. You came here to try your luck, and Tang Ying went to block people at Hong Kong Airport. There are more bodyguards there, a dozen or twenty? Oh... no..." As she said this, she furrowed her brows slightly, and a glimmer of thought flashed in her eyes, as if quickly sorting out various possibilities in her mind.

Suddenly, she firmly denied her own previous guess and changed her words, "It was Uncle himself who went to Hong Kong Airport, right?" Her voice was clear and decisive, as if she had already grasped the whole truth.

Tang Zhen's face became even uglier. His voice squeezed out painfully from between his teeth, "Tang Qian! Can you be any more scheming?!" His eyes were wide open like bronze bells, staring fixedly at Tang Qian, as if trying to find a flaw in her eyes. But the truth was as Tang Qian had said; she had guessed everything correctly.

Tang Qian's eyes were as sharp as knives, and she unflinchingly met Tang Zhen's gaze. She said coldly, "You really went to a great deal of trouble." Her tone was full of disdain and mockery for the Tang family's actions.

Tang Zhen was completely enraged by Tang Qian's attitude. He raised his hand again, pretending to hit her, and said viciously, "How dare you show that look in your eyes?" His arm was raised high, trembling slightly in the air, as if desperately suppressing the anger in his heart.

Tang Qian looked straight at him without fear. Her voice was steady but carried a hint of inviolable majesty, "If you hit me in front of my parents, aren't you afraid of having nightmares at night?" Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if she could see through Tang Zhen's heart.

Upon hearing this, Tang Zhen's face instantly contorted. He roared, "I'm not afraid of the dead!" His expression was twisted, and the veins on his forehead bulged. At this moment, he had long since lost the elegance and composure he had at first sight and was completely carried away by anger.

Seeing this, Tang Qian continued, "After my parents passed away, you've never been here, have you? Are you sure you don't want to go and see your uncle and aunt?" Her voice was gentle, but it was like a heavy hammer striking Tang Zhen's heart one after another.

Tang Zhen's voice was filled with thick mockery, "I don't recognize her as my aunt." He turned his head away, his eyes full of disdain and disgust.

A faint smile appeared on Tang Qian's face, but there was a hint of bitterness in that smile, "My mother was a hundred times more beautiful than your mother." Her words were filled with deep affection and pride for her mother.

"Shut up!" Tang Zhen cursed angrily. His emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Tang Qian's eyes were sharp, and she continued mercilessly, "My mother wasn't buried with my father. It was all deliberately arranged by your father. Your father is a psychopath. He had... "

"Shut up!!!" Tang Zhen roared wildly. He could no longer bear Tang Qian's accusations against his father. He raised his hand to hit her again, and his arm waved in the air as if he wanted to vent all his anger on Tang Qian.

Seeing this, Tang Qian quickly said, "Oh, by the way, if you disfigure my face, guess how crazy your father will go?" Her voice was calm but full of threat, as if reminding Tang Zhen that his every move was caught in the complex web of power and interests within the Tang family.

Tang Zhen was completely enraged by these words. He suddenly reached out with both hands and tightly choked Tang Qian's neck. His eyes were bloodshot, like a mad beast, and he seemed to want to kill Tang Qian on the spot. At this moment, his elegance was long gone. Stimulated by Tang Qian's few words, he had completely turned into a demon who had lost his reason.

However, Tang did not seem to feel any pain. She just watched Tang Zhen go crazy quietly. There is no fear in her eyes, only deep sadness and disappointment. Her body trembled slightly in Tang Zhen's hand, but her gaze remained firmly fixed on her, as if she wanted to see through him with that kind of gaze.

Finally, seeing the situation was getting out of hand, two bodyguards rushed forward and it took them a great deal of effort to pull the two apart. It took Tang Zhen a long time to calm down. He panted heavily, as if he had just gone through a fierce battle. When he looked up, he saw Tang Qian's provocative gaze again, and the anger in his heart flared up once more.

He said viciously, "I really want to gouge out your eyes!" His voice was filled with endless hatred.

Tang Qian looked at him, and a disdainful smile appeared on her face. She said softly, "Clown." Although her voice was not loud, to Tang Zhen, it was like the sharpest blade, stabbing straight into his heart.

Tang Zhen lost control again. He roared loudly, "Tang Qian!!!" The sound echoed in the sky above the cemetery, sounding particularly shrill.

Tang Qian ignored him. She held the bouquet of flowers tightly and turned towards the cemetery. Her steps were firm and resolute, as if something was calling her ahead.

"Stop! You're not allowed to go!" Seeing this, Tang Zhen quickly strode after her. His face was filled with anxiety and anger, as if once Tang Qian entered the cemetery, she would uncover some secret that he was desperately trying to hide.

Tang Qian didn't look back. Her voice was firm, "I'm definitely going to sweep the tomb today. Unless you kill me." There was no room for negotiation in her tone, revealing a stubbornness that she would not give up until she achieved her goal.

"Tang Qian!!" Tang Zhen roared, but he didn't dare to take another step forward. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes. This cemetery seemed to have something that made him afraid. He shouted at the two bodyguards, "Are you blind?! Quickly bring her to me!" His voice became a bit hoarse due to anger.

The two bodyguards quickly stepped forward and stopped Tang Qian at the entrance of the cemetery. Tang Qian raised her eyes and looked at the two bodyguards. Her face was as pale as paper, and she asked softly, "I've come all the way here, and I still can't go in?" Her voice carried a hint of pleading, and her eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

The two bodyguards looked at Tang Qian, and they couldn't help but feel a bit of pity in their hearts. They glanced at each other and then both gently shook their heads. Although they were just bodyguards following orders, at this moment, facing Tang Qian's pitiful appearance, they couldn't help but feel compassion.

Tang Qian smiled bitterly and said, "I'll put the flowers at the gatehouse and ask the staff to send them in. Is that okay?" Her tone was a bit cautious, as if she was afraid of provoking Tang Zhen again.

The two bodyguards hesitated for a moment and finally nodded. Looking at Tang Qian, they secretly thought in their hearts that the Second Miss Tang was really too pitiful!

Tang Qian slowly walked to the gatehouse and gently placed the flowers down. At this time, because the two bodyguards couldn't bear to, they didn't follow closely. They just stared from a distance in case she ran away. With her back to the two bodyguards, Tang Qian quickly took something out of her travel bag and pressed it under the bouquet of flowers.

While whispering something to the gatekeeper, she took out her phone and sent a message as quickly as possible. The whole process took no more than a minute, and then she calmly turned around and left.

When the two bodyguards saw her come out, they both heaved a sigh of relief and then led her towards the car. Tang Qian held the phone tightly in her hand, and the travel bag was put into the trunk.