Chapter 576 My Son Is a Villain (12)

"Tang Jiyao, long time no see."

His dark eyes made Xia Ling feel uncomfortable.

She seemed to be caught in an invisible net.

"Indeed, it's been a long time."

His words were meaningful, and the corners of his lips raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.

If it weren't for the three cherry blossoms that were quietly blooming on Xia Ling's "One Tree Blossoms", Xia Ling would almost doubt...

Does Tang Jiyao in front of him hate her?

*

The man's gaze shifted from Xia Ling to Tang Ting beside her.

The little boy was wearing casual clothes, a white T-shirt and black shorts. He had a small face with baby fat, slightly curly hair, and his unopened eyebrows were already very delicate.

It can be seen that his outline looks like a woman.

However, the boy's eyebrows, eyes and bridge of nose were imprinted in the same mold as his.

Standing on the boy's side, no one would mistake the identity of his child's father.

*

Seeing the boy being held by Gu Jiu's hand, he looked at him vigilantly, like a small animal, and wanted to protect his mother.

Tang Jiyao's expression finally softened a little.

He ignored Gu Jiu, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the boy.

"Tang Ting... Come, come to Dad."

Before Tang Jiyao came, he roughly checked Gu Jiu's information for so many years.

The boy's name is Tang Ting, right?

Even if she ran away with his son, she could still let his son take his surname.

Should he praise Gu Jiu for having a conscience?

*

Tang Ting stood beside Xia Ling.

Listening to Tang Jiyao's words, he bit his lip.

The feeling of being connected by blood is so clear, and instinctively, he also longs for his father very much.

However, after looking at Xia Ling beside him, Tang Ting made another decision.

He said in a childish voice, but firmly.

"Uncle, you are mistaken. I don't have a father. My mother said that my father was gone when she gave birth to us."

Tang Jiyao's face darkened instantly.

He looked at Xia Ling.

And Xia Ling: "..."

She swears, she didn't teach such words...

She still has to bear the blame for the stream of consciousness.

The little boy stood beside her. Although he rejected Tang Jiyao, his eyes always drifted towards Tang Ting unconsciously.

I don't want to cause a human tragedy where father and son meet but don't know each other.

Against Tang Jiyao's black face, Xia Ling squatted down and touched Tang Ting's small face.

"Xiao Ting, go, he is your father."

The boy was still struggling, but after seeing Tang Jiyao, he asked Xia Ling again in a serious manner.

"Mom, did dad do something wrong? If you don't like him, Xiao Ting shouldn't recognize him. It's enough for Xiao Ting to have a mother."

Tang Ting is so precocious that it makes people feel distressed, and his IQ and EQ are also very high.

One sentence made Xia Ling stunned again.

In the next moment, the little boy in front of her, a man with an extremely dark complexion, strode over and hugged Tang Ting.

"Mom..." Tang Ting panicked.

Tang Jiyao felt uncomfortable, he walked out and looked at Xia Ling again.

"If you don't come with me, what are you thinking about? Standing here, is it just a show for others?"

The trophies she bought in the department store were all carried by Tang Ting's assistant.

The man was clearly prepared.

With him coming like this, Xia Ling must go with him for Tang Ting's sake.

*

In front of Tang Ting's calm momentum, the melon-eating crowd automatically forked a path.

Watching the family of three disappear at the door.

They also relied on speculation and discussed with gusto.

*

Xiaolin drove the car, and Tang Jiyao sat in the co-pilot.