Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Tang Yu’s Dilemma (1)

Ever since she was little, she had learned that her mother stole her big brother’s dad away. His dad was also her dad…

However, brother had always treated her well… he had never shown her any attitude. Perhaps it was because her brother pitied her since she was sick all the time.

After eating, Meng Qingcheng could no longer find any reason to stay so he bid his farewell.

Zhao Ke saw him out with a smile, “Qingcheng, when you have time, visit Tang Xin. She’s lonely staying at home herself.” When she said that, she sounded sad.

Though she was now nearly 40 years old, she had taken care of herself. Her already naturally beautiful appearance made Meng Qingcheng feel a sense of pity towards her. He had no idea how Tang Yu was able to keep a poker face towards a woman like this.

“Aunty, I will!” Meng Qingcheng grinned. He didn’t notice how Zhao Ke’s eyes twitched at the word “aunty”... As the number one beauty of City B, how could she accept others calling her “aunty”?

Meng Qingcheng left in his car.

Tang Xin bugged Tang Yu all evening. He played all sorts of silly games with her and when they were finally done, he returned to his bedroom to finish his business. However, he still couldn’t help but remember Pei Qiqi…

He was distracted when someone knocked on the door. He paused then walked out. Who he saw was different from his expectation. It wasn’t Tang Zhiyuan but was Zhao Ke.

He checked her out soundlessly and saw that she was wearing a robe-style nightgown. Inside was a set of silk nighties and outside was a robe of the same material. The belt was tied very loosely, allowing him to peek at her good stuff.

Zhao Ke had a glass of milk in hand and a smile on her face, “Tang Yu, don’t work too late. Sleep early!”

She handed over the milk… Tang Yu didn’t take it. Instead, he glanced at her and then said slowly, “Does Tang Zhiyuan know you dress like this to visit his inheritor?”

Zhao Ke was a little angry. She covered her chest and said, “Tang Yu, don’t take it too far.”

He was annoyed at this and was too lazy to even look at her. He slammed the door shut.

Zhao Ke was shaking from fury as she stood by the door. All her life, she’s been a beautiful one in City B, only Tang Yu dared to treat her so nonchalantly…

No, there was also that person… Zhao Ke grabbed onto her hair. There was a look of unwillingness on her face.

When she returned to her room, Tang Zhiyuan had fallen asleep. Zhao Ke lied down beside him and Tang Zhiyuan’s hand tentatively approached her.

“It’s late!” She said with a lack of interest.

Just as Tang Zhiyuan was about to say something, the sound of a door shutting arrived from above. Following it was the sound of footsteps. He lost all his desire and sat up, “It’s so late. Is it Tang Yu?”

Zhao Ke sat up straight as well. When they heard the car engine, they realized Tang Yu had left.

Tang Zhiyuan sat there for a long time before sighing, “Even now, he still hates me.”

Zhao Ke felt like she had been slapped in the face again. Just now, Tang Yu slapped her, and now, Tang Zhiyuan had slapped her. She didn’t say anything...

Tang Yu drove a lowkey white Audi and circled around Jiangbin street and entered a neighborhood – Heyun Fuzhi – it was where his mother, Lin Yun lived. It was an independent small house.

It was already deep in the night and his mother had probably fallen asleep. Tang Yu didn’t go bother her. Instead, he lit up a cigarette and smoked it with his car window rolled down.

All these years, Lin Yun believed in Buddhism. She turned into a vegetarian and recited scriptures often. She also got up early every day. When she saw Tang Yu in the morning, she was a little surprised, “When did you get here?”