Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

Tang Mosen pouted his lips, spit out the bloody saliva, and said to the man in front of him with firm eyes.

"Mosen, what are you doing? You clearly know what kind of person your grandfather is, so if you continue to fight against him, what good will it do you?"

Looking at his stern back, Tang Han hurriedly shouted, speaking with a heavy tone.

Tang Mosen's footsteps paused, his back was still facing Tang Han, and he didn't turn his head to look at him.

For some reason, Tang Han looked at him at this moment, feeling that Tang Mosen might leave at any time.

This kind of departure is a kind of departure that he will never come back.

Realizing this, Tang Han's heart suddenly became a little flustered, and his brows were tightly locked.

Looking at his back, Tang Han just wanted to know what happened before he came.

"I have never been a puppet, let alone a tool, let alone he is not my grandfather."

Tang Mosen frowned slightly, speaking in an extremely flat tone, without any emotion at all.

His inexplicable words made Tang Han feel a little strange.

Just when he was about to ask him something, he found that Tang Mosen had disappeared without a trace.

Tang Han stood where he was, and the determination in his eyes only made people feel terrible.

The people around just stood there quietly, not daring to look directly at him, let alone move forward.

"Where's my dad?"

After a few seconds, he finally made a sound, his voice was low, and there was a sense of oppression that was hard to ignore.

It wasn't until a long time later that they finally realized that Tang Han's words were addressed to them.

"Master is at home now, waiting for us to go back and return."

When the word "return to life" was mentioned, the man's tone dropped significantly.

If Mr. Tang knew that their mission failed and so many people couldn't bring Tang Mosen home, Mr. Tang would be very angry.

When Tang Han heard this, the light in his eyes gradually became softer.

He took a deep breath, and then walked back into the house without saying a word.

When he entered the room, he saw Mr. Tang sitting motionless on the sofa, staring straight ahead. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. It looked unusually dignified.

Even, with a bit of anger, he looked very cold and terrifying.

"dad."

Tang Han looked at the man in front of him, and made a sound first, calling him.

After hearing his voice, Mr. Tang turned his head and looked at him.

The two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

The heavy breath in the air also gradually dissipated a lot.

"Have you seen him already?"

Tang Han was taken aback by Mr. Tang's abrupt words, and he didn't react for a while.

It was not until a long time later that he finally understood who the "he" Mr. Tang was referring to was.

"Well, Mason seems very angry, did something happen to you two?"

Tang Han frowned uncontrollably when he thought of what Tang Mosen said.

Although Tang Mosen didn't like Mr. Tang much since he was a child, he still respects him very much.

But today, what Tang Mosen said was not only contrary to his usual attitude, but also made people feel very disturbed.

After hearing what he said, Mr. Tang frowned slightly, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

However, there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

The more Mr. Tang looked like this, the more uneasy Tang Han felt.

"On this point, you should go home and ask your wife carefully, and ask her what good things she has done."

When Mr. Tang mentioned Mrs. Tang, he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to smash her to pieces immediately.

Seeing him like this, Tang Han found it even more difficult to understand what happened.

I just feel that I have been confused by a few of them now.

"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, just leave quickly, I don't want to see you."

Seeing him standing there quietly, Mr. Tang didn't know what he was thinking about, so he couldn't help but make a sound to drive him away.

There was a deep sense of disgust in his words, which made Tang Han frown slightly.

Even so, Tang Han didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, he just lowered his head slightly to him, then turned his body and walked out.

After Tang Han left, the entire living room was completely plunged into a silent atmosphere.

The words that Tang Mosen said could not help echoing in Old Man Tang's ears again.

Over and over again, it's like a spell that keeps repeating.

I will never want something that does not belong to me.

……

"Hmph, this personality is a bit like mine, but if you want to leave like this, I will never let you get your wish."

When Mr. Tang was thinking this way, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself.

However, the smile in the blink of an eye slowly sank.

Instead, there was a very dignified expression, and even the tone of his speech became a bit serious.

"Merson!"

Xia Yuyang and the others soon saw Tang Mosen, who was covered in injuries. She ran down from the car with red eyes, grabbed him tightly, and called his name with a slightly trembling voice.

Xia Yuyang's face looked extremely haggard. As soon as she finished saying these two words, her feet went limp and she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Tang Mosen caught Xia Yuyang quickly.

But because of his action, he accidentally touched the wound on his body, Tang Mosen couldn't help but gasped.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?"

Xia Yuyang turned around, looked at him with a distressed expression, grabbed his hand, looked him back and forth, and then asked him aloud.

Looking at the little woman in front of him, Tang Mosen was so worried about his appearance, he felt extremely sweet in his heart, and felt that the wound on his body had already healed.

"I'm really fine. Although it looks like I have a lot of injuries, those people didn't use much strength, so there's nothing wrong. Don't worry."

Tang Mosen stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her face, only to find that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Only then did he look at her from top to bottom, only to realize that when Xia Yuyang said these words, she was leaning on her body, as if she had no strength to stand up.