Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1633

Tang Songlin was miserable. He just wanted to marry his daughter to the Liang family, not to find out how his wife died.

He just didn't understand, why was the Liang family not better than the Ming family? They were a century-old family, and although there were few promising people in the Liang family now, none of them were as capable as his son Tang Chuyu.

But the family's background was there, so there was no doubt about it. Moreover, the Liang family promised him a generous reward, which was very considerable, and the list was very long.

Tang Songlin calmly thought about it and comforted his daughter, "Don't lose your temper. This matter needs to be considered carefully."

Tang Chuyue was now only surprised, why every word, action and expression of her old father were exactly the same as what her niece had expected?

It is true that one cannot make an enemy of one's niece, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Tang Chuyue suppressed her sarcasm and pretended to be indignant. "My daughter can't keep calm. Since my father is so sure and has evidence in hand, what is there to worry about? As a daughter, I must seek justice for my mother and cannot let her die in vain."

As she said this, she was about to go out and report to the police.

Tang Songlin's mind was buzzing, and he panicked, "Come back!"

Tang Chuyue stopped but didn't look back, crying, "Father, don't stop me! Even if I have to fight to not get married, I will make the person who killed my mother pay the price."

Tang Songlin was annoyed and closed his eyes tightly, "I have no evidence."

Tang Chuyue turned around and looked at her father in confusion, "That's not what you said yesterday..."

Tang Songlin wanted to slap her in the face. It was really distressing that his silly daughter suddenly became difficult to control.

But now is not the time to hit someone. If his little daughter gets willful and goes to the government to make trouble, his lineage will really have to give way to the second son.

He heard that the second son had made good achievements as an official abroad and would be promoted if he returned to Beijing to report on his work.

Tang Songlin was still feeling proud these past few days. Could he be promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?

That’s right, as long as his eldest son Tang Chuyu sits in that high position, the second son Tang will never be able to get in.

In this way, Tang Songlin could always suppress the second brother. In suppressing the second brother, Tang Songlin always spared no effort.

This matter is more important than receiving a generous reward. I must not let my little daughter go out and report to the police. Tang Songlin made up his mind, sighed, and fell into the chair. "Your mother was really angry to death, don't think too much about it."

Tang Chuyue let out a mocking laugh, "So the cause of my mother's death was entirely determined by my father's mood?"

Tang Songlin: “…”

Then she saw her daughter suddenly frowning and speaking in a cold tone, "How much benefit did father receive from the Liang family to be willing to sell his daughter? You keep saying that you are doing this for my own good, go and find out where the Liang family's youngest son is injured and how serious the injury is! If father had a little pity for his daughter, he would not have the heart to push me into this pit of fire!"

Tang Songlin's face flushed red, he slammed the armrest of the chair, and stood up tremblingly, but because of the anger, he swayed twice and fell back.

He pointed at his daughter, his voice trembling: "You! You! You are rebellious!"

Tang Chuyue took a deep breath and suppressed the tears in her eyes. Her tone was calm but every word was as sharp as a knife. "A father must be kind, and a son can be filial. Father, haven't you realized that you have been deserted by everyone? You are selfish and calculating. Who will respect you now? Who will care whether you live or die?"

Tang Songlin widened his eyes and looked at his daughter in disbelief, as if he was seeing her appearance clearly for the first time.

His hands were tightly gripping the armrests of the chair, his knuckles turning white, as if he was trying hard to suppress the trembling in his heart.

The room was silent, with only his heavy breathing echoing in the air.

One! Two! All of them disobeyed him!