Chapter 49 I'm talking to you, what are you laughing at?
Damn!
Li Wenyan almost blurted out the words .
is just—
Remembering what he had discussed with Xia Zhengguo, he held back abruptly.
Li Wenyan took a deep breath and tried to make himself seem calm: "Yuan'er is destined to be an actress, you haven't been taught by professional teachers, and you are just messing around in college, I don't expect you to be very promising, at least for the rest of your life, Let me, the father, worry less."
Tang Li listened, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled.
Li Wenyan didn't care about her, and naturally she didn't know that she had won a scholarship since her freshman year.
—even if she attended a third-rate university.
"Tomorrow night, your Uncle Xia invited us to his house for dinner. Since it's the weekend, you don't have to go back to school, you can go home directly after a while."
This is what Li Wenyan wants to say.
Tang Li replied, "I still have plans for tomorrow night, so I can't find time."
"What arrangements can you have?" Looking at Tang Li's indifference, Li Wenyan spoke again with an undeniable assertiveness: "Even if there is an arrangement, you have to make room for me tomorrow night!"
Once she goes to Xia's house, she knows the consequences better than anyone else.
Xia Zhengguo and his wife obviously took a fancy to her.
This marriage is just a transaction that Li Wenyan paved the way for himself.
As a bargaining chip in the transaction, she will not have any say.
At this time, Li Wenyan's cell phone came in to call.
Hearing Li Yuaner's coquettish voice and asking him why he hasn't returned to the bowling alley, Li Wenyan's expression instantly softened: "Dad is about to go back, you and your mother go to change clothes first, let's meet in the lounge."
After hung up the phone, Li Wenyan looked at Tang Li again.
His eyes were meaningful: "The cemetery where your mother's ashes are placed is about to be rebuilt. Your aunt discussed with me that she plans to choose a good location in Fengqingyuan."
Fengqing Garden is the best cemetery in Fengshui in the capital.
Tang Li clenched his hands when he heard the words.
Her mother's ashes have not been transferred in her previous life and have been staying in the old cemetery in Yanjiao.
Later, the Yanjiao area was designated as industrial land as a whole.
At that time, she had just suffered a fire accident and lay in the hospital for three whole months.
When she saw the news, the cemetery had been demolished.
She tried to get up despite the festering pain in her back, but she was rolled to the ground, breaking the water glass on the bedside table, and the glass shards splashed all over the floor.
That fire also burned her hands to the bone.
Her hands were tightly wrapped in gauze, and it was painful to stand on the ground, but she still clumsily crawled to Han Jifeng's feet in a clumsy posture, begging him to help her collect her mother's ashes.
But the last thing she waited for was a pile of muddy ceramic pieces.
Tang Yin's ashes had long been blown away by the wind and had not melted into the soil by the rain.
Thinking of this, Tang Li smiled slowly.
Li Wenyan scolded her: "I'm talking to you, what are you laughing at?"
Tang Li didn't answer, his tone was calm and calm: "I won't go back to Li's house. I will go to Xia's house for dinner tomorrow night, and then you will have the car come to school to pick me up."
After saying that, she walked away.
Just took a few steps, Tang Li suddenly remembered something, and turned around: "I don't have suitable clothes. If you don't want me to be embarrassed, you'd better prepare for me."
Li Wenyan's face turned blue with anger at her contemptuous attitude.
—Damn things!
As soon as Tang Li walked out of the underground parking lot, his footsteps slowed down.
stood on the side of the road, covering her cramping abdomen, her lips were almost transparent.