Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

Tang Jingyun was dreaming.

She knew she was dreaming, because Tang Zhiqian in the dream was very different from the Tang Zhiqian she knew now.

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That was the first time she stepped into the Tang family.

Everything is completely different from her ruined home. Probably only the words she described in the book can be used to describe the magnificence, grandeur, elegance, and ancient charm, especially the old mansion of the Tang family. It is even more amazing. You can even see a pond in front of the courtyard.

It was midsummer, and the lotus planted inside was in full bloom. Tang Jingyun didn't know what kind of lotus at that time, only that it seemed to be different from the one she saw in the pond at Yinlin. Clusters, clusters, each petal is the right color, the red pink is suitable, reflecting the emerald green lotus leaf, it looks like a colorful, blooming flower, just like that of the Tang family.

Tang Jingyun looked at the lotus flower, and for the first time she felt inferior about what she was wearing. She seemed incompatible with this place, not even the lotus flowers.

What is wealth? What is power? At that moment, Tang Jingyun had an intuitive feeling in her heart.

I don't know if the Tang family wants to give her a slap in the face, she is forgotten here, and no one can be found after walking several places.

This old Tang house was too big, too cold, and too majestic, so that she felt very depressed even when she was here.

It's so big, where should she go? Is it going forward? Oh no, maybe we should go back?

She hesitated in place for a while, for a moment she didn't even know where to go.

In such a situation, Tang Jingyun saw a man who looked very young. He had a face she was familiar with. His phoenix eyes were raised and his expression was indifferent, but Tang Jingyun looked at this strange man with inexplicable heart. Feeling a bit of excitement, a bit of joy.

He stretched out his hands to her and told her in a gentle voice, "Take my hand and I will take you."

Many years later, when Tang Jingyun overthrew the obstacles of the Tang family in front and reached the highest position, she still couldn't forget those hands. No one has ever stretched out a friendly hand to her, and no one has ever held her hand, walked through those heavy and magnificent rooms. Although the man looked cold, he did not cheat on her gentleness.

Tang Jingyun has thought countless times, if that section of the road can be walked for a long time, how good would it be? She secretly looked at his tall and burly figure, as if she could shelter her from wind and rain, as if the suffering of the first twenty years of her life was nothing but a dream. That man walked in front of her as an elder, gave her hope, and gave her a touch of family warmth.

But later, Tang Jingyun also resented that man countless times. If, if he hadn't walked into her world in this manner, how good would it be? He should have his eyebrows and cold eyes at her, he should treat her with disdain, he should treat her as mud on the ground, stomped on her foot, and then walked away, saying, "It's just an illegitimate daughter of mine."

In this way, she won't have expectations of him, and she won't have the struggles of the following years.

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"Sit down, what would you like to eat? I remember girls prefer desserts. Would you like another cup of hot cocoa? I asked Zhao Xun to buy it for you."

The man sat in the tea room and said gently to Tang Jingyun. He looked at her with gentle eyes, let alone his other illegitimate son Tang Shaoming, even Tang Lingzheng and Tang Yushan were not as good as half of what they are now.

She shook her head, "I don't want it, I want tea."

"why?"

"I think the way you drink tea is very good-looking, and I want to be very good-looking too."

I can still vaguely remember the naive but innocent words of those years, and the man laughed because of it, and made people change their tea. Every day, he would teach her to drink a kind of tea. When she finally fell in love with that kind of tea, he began to teach her the details of drinking tea, from the tea-making skills to the difference between tea and teapots. He told her about the connotation of the teacup in every detail, as if the man who only slept for five or six hours a day was not him at all.

He teaches, she learns. Sunlight came in through the window, father was kind and filial, the scene was warm and almost daring to tears.

She had told herself thousands of times that he was her beloved father, she loved him and admired him sincerely. Because of a lie, only by fooling myself can I fool the smartest businessman like Tang Zhiqian.

It was only later that she suddenly discovered that she had injured one thousand enemies and eight hundred herself. In that true love between father and daughter, he is a father, she is a daughter, she is in the play, but she is also in the play, too deep, too deep, so that later she really got what she wanted I wanted something, but found that I still couldn't get it out of the relationship between father and daughter.

People in Kyoto say that the illegitimate daughter of the Tang family is too ruthless, but who knows that in the years since then, she regretted more than once why she was not really ruthless?

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The setting sun gradually sets, and the remaining afterglow is unprovoked, making people feel sad, the setting sun is like blood, the setting sun is weeping blood, and there seems to be an unspeakable sadness under the sunset.

Tang Zhiqian is no longer the vigorous spirit he used to be, and the figure that was once able to keep out the wind and rain is getting ridiculous day by day.

Across the fence, he looked at the child surrounded by others, with a calm and complicated expression.

Does someone ask him hate it? How can he not hate? This is his daughter! The daughter he brought up himself! He personally watched her grow up, become a talent, and become an excellent child, even for his two legitimate children, he has never devoted so much effort. He gave everything to this child, and even his fatherly heart was personally held in front of her, but she didn't even bother to look at it! The child he raised by himself no longer admires him anymore!

You said how could he not hate it?

He hates it!

But no matter how much resentment, when he saw Tang Jingyun, he softened his heart. He personally watched the child grow from a soft and gentle ball to what he is now, no matter how much regret and hatred he can only leave. In my heart, I left a sigh.

"Why? I won't give you what you want? Why do you want to go this way? Tang family, is it really worth your heart to treat me so cruelly?"

"What do I want? Then I have to ask you. Tang Zhiqian, do you know how much I hate you? Since I was born but not raised, what did you do when you gave birth to me? Why do you want to be my father? How good my father is!"

If you are not my father, and you know one of my male elders, then I can enjoy the care of my elders with peace of mind, but you are my father! Before you appeared, I hated you for so many years. I hated you for not giving the warmth of my family. I hate you for ruining my mother's family. I must give myself an account for my mother who has suffered from injustice!

In fact, they have deliberately ignored many things, but those old injuries are not something you won't remember without mentioning them, but will become more and more painful over time.

In the setting sun, her figure stretched farther and farther, but his figure stood for a long time by the fence, looking like the vicissitudes of time with the vicissitudes of time, able to span the long distance of time and space.

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Tang Jingyun knew that she was dreaming at first, but then she followed the scenes in the dream, and gradually, she couldn't tell what was a dream and what was in her own heart. She thought she had forgotten many things, but she suddenly realized that they didn't.

For example, in that pond, the lotus flowers on it were too real, and there was an illusion that she was in a trance.

She has always felt that that pond is the beginning of all evil fate, and the origin of her life's ups and downs and the hard choices. Therefore, at the very beginning of this life, she refused to enter the Tang family, which also meant that she refused to repeat the entanglements of the year. . If there was no such pond, Tang Jingyun would not hold Tang Zhiqian's hand, nor would he raise those father-daughter kinships against him.

It’s just that the subsequent development was not what she expected. Later, she still had a relationship with the Tang family, but changed the way of entry. The relationship between her and the people of the Tang family also began to change. The same, probably, is that mutual interests have become very indifferent, and some are just unexplainable feelings.

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Tang Zhiqian looked at Tang Jingyun from a distance, with a gentle expression and a bit of pampering, and smiled and cursed, "You little bastard, call me the old man if you are in a good mood, and those who are in a bad mood are'Tang Zhiqian' and'Tang Zhiqian'. I’m screaming, can you give you a bit of face? I’m still able to listen to my dad. You’re good, and you’ve never been polite to me.”

The picture turned again. Tang Zhiqian looked resentful, brows and yelled, "What a little girl! I found the top Anxi Tieguanyin only yesterday, and I sent it to you with kindness, what a girl? Throw it all away for me? If you have the ability, you can send it back to me!"

There was a "boom" on his table, but his expression was more helpless than anger, and seemed to be a little bit distressed, like a poor father who wanted to please his daughter and couldn't do anything about it.

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"call……!"

Tang Jingyun suddenly woke up from her sleep, sat up upright with a "swish", and took a low breath. A bit of confusion flashed in those phoenix eyes, which was an emotion that would hardly appear on Tang Jingyun. .

Tang Jingyun silently thought about the fragments in the dream, with a complex expression. She has always known that between her and Tang Zhiqian, there are twenty years of time and three lives. There is nothing terrifying in this world. Only the gully created by time and life can be the most difficult to fill. Because both are no longer chasing.

Jiang Ye woke up too, got up and gently hugged Tang Jingyun, "What's the matter? What did you dream of?"

Moonlight came through the window, dimly.

Tang Jingyun leaned gently in Jiang Ye's arms, but for a moment, she really wanted to fall down and have that dream again.