Chapter 1620 (Thinking) My Wife Can only Be You

In other words, the Tang family couldn't possibly find someone who was good for nothing

Because they really looked down on her.

Her qualifications, if placed outside, were very good.

However, in the Tang family, she was barely in the middle.

The Tang family has never lacked so-called geniuses.

She was just one of the crowd.

I don't know why the Tang family took a fancy to her because of some damn feature, and then, it was miserable.

Tang Yi put down the French book.

This was something she saw by chance a long time ago, and she only glanced at it. Today, she suddenly remembered it, and on a whim, she thought of a book in Tang Yan's study, so she took it and took a look.

Tang Yi raised her head and saw the man staring at her in a trance. She raised her lips and said in an extremely cold voice; "Why, I just lend you a book. If you don't want to, I won't take it next time."

She did it on purpose.

Tang Yan pulled his lips and didn't care what she was saying.

He picked up the book, flipped through a few pages at random, and read it twice, and then he didn't want to continue reading.

This is his book

There are naturally his handwriting on it.

Tang Yan turned his eyes away, stared at her calmly, and said: "Have you always regretted entering the Tang family? Regret coming here?"

Tang Yi didn't even have the desire to answer.

How could she not! ?

If she didn't regret it, would she be happy! ?

All her misfortunes started from here.

The Tang family was the beginning of her nightmare.

But it was a new starting point for her brand new life.

It was just that this brand new life was not beautiful at all, it was cruel, cold-blooded, and ruthless. She hated it to death, but she could do nothing about it.

Tang Yi looked at him with a hooked lip and asked coldly: "What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

"Can't you come if you don't have anything to do?"

Tang Yan asked back.

It seemed that he didn't like her being so distant.

Staring at the book, he said: "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Tang Yi frowned.

Just to say this?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it.

Tang Yi stared at him in a daze, and after a long while, she turned her eyes away.

"Tang Yan, you are twenty-seven this year, right?"

His brothers have all started families and have several children.

Only he, Tang Yan, is an exception.

He is still a lonely man.

He has a child, but it is not his own.

No wife, no woman, no family.

Very lonely.

Poor as hell.

Tang Yan curled his lips coldly, looked at her indifferently, and said: "Yes, twenty-seven."

"New Year, twenty-eight."

For a man, the best age is here.

Tang Yi nodded, and with a bit of sarcasm, he said coldly; "If, one day, you figure it out, let me go."

"Although I am not a good person, at least I will bless people."

Blessing?

Tang Yan laughed helplessly: "Tang Yi, I can only have one wife."

"It can only be you."

"Others, it's impossible, I will never marry anyone else in this life."

"No matter how you understand this sentence, my wife can only be you in this life."

"As for when you will agree, I said, it depends on your mood, as long as you are happy."

"I won't force your feelings."

"If you have it, then you have it. If you don't have it, then you don't have it. Anyway, the worst plan is that I will be single for the rest of my life, but even so, I will keep you by my side."