Chapter 584: My Son Is a Villain (20)

Forgive my heart, not let loose.

Xia Ling must let Tang Jiyao pursue her more, so that Tang Jiyao knows what is valuable.

However, as a child, Tang Ting had too much to worry about.

Rubbing his head, Xia Ling watched him again, said.

"Although it hasn't been forgiven, Xiao Ting, this is a matter between father and mother. Even if the mother is always angry with her father, she will not deprive you of your power to stay with your father."

"All the adults in the family will love Xiaoting together. But the adult's affairs will be resolved by the adults, and the children will be happy, eat more milk and drink, or they will not grow tall. Okay?"

Tang Ting looked at her, obediently.

"Okay, I see. Mom, I will grow tall and protect you."

*

The mother and son talked on the stairs.

Under the stairs, the man came over, not knowing how long he had stood there.

Xia Ling looked up and saw Tang Jiyao standing under the stairs.

He was still wearing a black suit, and it seemed that his suit was all in this color, stern and discreet.

There was a white shirt inside, and the tie was changed to a brownish one, and the whole person looked calm again.

If it weren't for his handsome face, and the legs wrapped in suit pants were slender, such a dress would probably be standard for the old man, right?

*

He looked at her as if he had heard what she said.

But from the look, Xia Ling couldn't see anything about him.

Tang Jiyao: "Let's go, my parents come back in the morning, and now I'm waiting for you to have dinner downstairs."

A low voice spoke to Xia Ling.

Come back in the morning?

This incident is very sudden. Tang's father and mother came back, and even Tang Jiyao didn't know?

Xia Ling nodded slightly at her and took Tang Ting down.

When walking past Tang Jiyao, Tang Jiyao naturally took Tang Ting's hand on the other side.

Tang Jiyao: "Don't be afraid, no matter what, I will be there."

He lowered his voice, but his expression was dull.

At the dining table in front of him, Tang's father stretched his face, but Tang's mother's expression was soft, her eyes kept falling on Tang Ting with a smile.

Xia Ling looked back: "Yes."

With Tang Jiyao at the top, Xia Ling doesn't matter, even if Tang's father and mother don't talk to her.

After a few words, maybe it can strengthen Tang Jiyao's feelings for her?

*

However, I can feel the dissatisfaction of her father.

But looking at the well-behaved little Tang Ting.

What they made Tang Ting shout, Tang Ting shouted, that crunchy little appearance, let alone much flattering.

Moreover, just looking at Tang Ting's face, this long-opened eyebrow is very much like Tang Jiyao.

Looking at Tang Ting is like seeing Tang Jiyao as a child.

No, because of Gu Yan's genes, Tang Ting now carries baby fat, but he looks much better than Tang Jiyao when he was a kid.

Even Tang mother watching Xia Ling was not so resistant.

*

Tang Ting: "Grandma, why don't you drink milk? Mother said that drinking milk can grow taller, grandma must grow taller."

Grandma Tang laughed: "Grandma is old, and you don't have to grow tall anymore when you drink milk. Your mother is right, Xiao Ting needs to drink more milk to grow taller to grow taller."

Tang Ting took the paper towel, wiped the milk stains on his mouth, and hit him full.

"Well! When I grow taller, protect grandma!"

Xia Ling sat aside and couldn't help but glance at the little boy.

Just now on the stairs, I also said that long and high protect my mother, but in a flash, the tone changed.

(End of this chapter)