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Tang Zhiyi deliberately drawled, and after Tang Zhijin showed impatience, he leaned into her ear and used a volume that only the two of them could hear.
"In a few hours, the police station will send news to tell you that Tang Qinghai is dead. Tang Zhijin, without Tang Qinghai, I wonder how you can continue to be your delicate princess!"
Tang Zhijin¡¯s eyes widened and he pushed her away.
He yelled at the top of his lungs: "Nonsense! Impossible! My dad will not fail so easily. He is the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty. My eldest brother is still studying in the Marine Corps of Country M. When my brother comes back, the Tang family will still have to rely on us."
Seeing Tang Zhijin¡¯s almost collapsed expression, the smile on Tang Zhiyi¡¯s face became even brighter.
She took out her phone, called up today's hot searches, and waved it in front of Tang Zhijin.
"When Tang Zhanwei comes back, I'm afraid your father will turn into ashes. Come and see, you and your daughter have tried so hard, but they can only make wedding clothes for others. Even the official media has rectified Luo Xiaobai's name. You And your stupid father, who thinks he is an oriole, is actually worse than a bedbug. You think you are getting something out of me, but actually"
Tang Zhiyi blinked with an unknown smile on his face, and patted Tang Zhijin's face.
"This is just the beginning. Tang Zhanwei will be like you sooner or later."
After speaking, Tang Zhijin turned around and left. His mouth was open and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
Could it be that Tang Zhiyi had deliberately leaked the information she had obtained to her?
Tang Zhijin didn't dare to think that Tang Zhiyi, a fool who couldn't even pass the graduate school entrance examination, dared to dig a hole for her and her father?
She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, rummaged in the dresser drawer, but didn't find her cell phone.
When I opened the door and went out, I wanted to use the landline phone in the living room to make a call. Unexpectedly, when I got downstairs, the first thing I saw was a huge black and white photo of Tang Qinghai.
Tang Zhijin was so frightened that her feet dropped and she rolled down the stairs.
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± screams suddenly echoed through the villa, and the servant ran out.
Seeing Tang Zhijin lying on the ground with a bloody head and bleeding head, she was startled: "Miss, how are you? Where are you injured? Can you move?"
Tang Zhijin lay on the ground for a while before coming back to her senses. She immediately sat up with her arms and looked towards the living room.
In the living room, the large floor-to-ceiling windows let in the sunlight, and there was a row of lush green plants. Where was Tang Qinghai¡¯s black and white face.
Is it an illusion?
She helped the servant stand up, and just took two steps. When she raised her head, the face appeared again on the wall with a family portrait, flashing by.
When I looked carefully, it was gone again.
She subconsciously grabbed the servant's arm and asked in a sharp voice with trembling lips: "Did something happen to my dad? Why didn't anyone notify me? Where is my mom?"
"The madam and the second young lady went out last night. I don't know anything else, but the master has told you not to leave the courtyard of the big house." The servant said.
Tang Zhijin pushed her away, ran to the landline in a few steps, and started dialing Mrs. Tang's number.
But no matter how I dialed, the phone kept beeping without any signal echo.
boom!
She angrily smashed the copper receiver on the mahogany table: "I want to call my mother, get your phone!"
The servant said: "Our yard has been installed with shielding, so all signals cannot get out. You should go back to your room and rest."
"What do I need you to teach me? Bring me your cell phone! Otherwise, get out of here!" Tang Zhijin rushed over, holding the servant's collar and roaring.
Because I was too excited, I coughed violently.
The servant looked at her and went back to the room without saying a word.
Tang Zhijin coughed for a while, and after she calmed down, she ran towards the entrance door again.
As soon as her hand pressed on the door handle, Tang Qinghai's black and white photo was clearly reflected on the door and appeared in front of her eyes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com