Chapter 122 The Weasel greets the New Year

"This bad guy finally got to know him." Tang Wanrong looked up at Lan Lantian and couldn't help laughing.

Wang Sen hurried into the car with two blue demons, raised the flowers high with both hands, "Wanrong, give them to you."

"Why should I give me flowers?" Tang Wanrong didn't go to pick it up, and asked back. Wang Sen continued to scratch his head and hesitated to come up with an excuse, "It's a discount! Cheap, haha, one hundred yuan per piece is very cheap!"

"What a stupid guy." Seeing Wang Sen blushing, Tang Wanrong couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so she took the flowers and inserted them on the windshield in front of the car. "Blue Virgin, the color of the sky, is so beautiful."

"Yes, it's a discount!" Wang Sen scolded the owner of the flower shop in his heart. The next house only had fifty-one pieces, and sold me one hundred pieces, which was snatched out!

The good mood brought by these two flowers made Tang Wanrong happy all the way. After arriving at the hospital, she picked a flower and inserted it on the left side of her collar. She paired it with an orange-red lady shirt, which made her look even more beautiful and charming, making everyone on the road look better.

"So beautiful!" Wang Sen was surprised by the beauty reflected by Tang Wanrong's simple combination, and swallowed hard, "Fortunately this girl is mine."

Zhang Sanpao's ward was full of people coming to visit, and various gifts were piled up into a mountain. As soon as Tang Wanrong appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at Tang Wanrong, who looked like a face and was as beautiful as a flower, and exclaimed, "It's really a figure walking down the painting."

Tang Wanrong walked straight to the bed of Zhan Sanpao, "Uncle Zhang, do you feel better?"

"It's rare that you come to see me again." Zhang Sanpao sat up with support, "It's much better, much better! If you hadn't helped you yesterday, my old bone would have been on the road to the underworld. I haven't thanked you for saving you for your life!"

"What are you talking about uncle?" Tang Wanrong smiled. At this moment, a crisp sound of leather shoes came from the door. Tang Wanrong turned around and saw a tall beauty wearing a cool suspender suit, with her long wavy hair and thick makeup. She was not only stunned.

"Hello, Miss Tang." The woman came to Tang Wanrong with a stroll and stretched out her fingers covered with Danke. Tang Wanrong hesitated for a moment and held her hand, "Hello, who are you?"

"I'll introduce you to me. This is my little daughter. Just call her Danhong."

"Hello, Miss Zhang Danhong." Tang Wanrong smiled, a hint of mocking flashed in Zhang Danhong's eyes, and she gently opened her red lips and smiled, "Who is this handsome guy?"

"My good friend." Tang Wanrong deliberately bit the word "good" very hard. Zhang Danhong snorted coldly and came to Zhang Sanpao's bed, "Dad, how are your injuries?"

"Of course dad is fine." Zhang Sanpao was happy when he saw his daughter, "Danhong, why haven't you been home lately? Your mother misses you."

"There's no way. Now I'm so busy that I'm dizzy every day. Besides, what's the point of going home! You guys are nagging for a while, and I'm so annoyed."

The father and daughter argued about family trivial matters in a row, putting Wang Sen and Tang Wanrong aside. The people who came to visit felt bored and gradually all dispersed. Tang Wanrong stabbed Wang Sen, "Idiot, stop watching, let's go!"

"I'm leaving just now, how can I be treated like this?" As soon as I finished speaking, Tang Zi, wearing a blue cloth shirt and a bat cigarette in his mouth, walked into the ward with a powerful step, "Wanrong, you are here too!"

Tang Wanrong turned her face away and ignored him. Tang Ziqiang was so embarrassed that he just laughed and said nothing. He walked straight to Zhang Sanpao, "How about it, brother, is there any better?"

"It's okay. I don't know which beast was hurting people with a hidden arrow. Fortunately, I was lucky that I didn't let him succeed." Zhang Sanpao cursed with something in his words. Tang Ziqiang just smiled and said nothing, "Old Zhang, you have to get better early. Many things in the company are waiting for you to do!"

"Don't worry, I can't die for a while." Zhang Sanpao wanted to turn over but couldn't turn over. After tossing for a few times, he was sweating profusely, "Old Tang, you are here to see what is so simple as me!"

"We have been in love for many years, and you still speak so aggressively." Tang Ziqiang said, "Well, Wang Sen, come here."

Tang Wanrong quietly pulled Wang Sen's clothes, Wang Sen smiled, broke free from Tang Wanrong's hand and walked over, "Uncle Tang, what advice do you have?"

"Wang Sen, I will only ask you one thing, will I assassinate you Uncle Zhang?" Tang Ziqiang's words aroused a thousand waves. Everyone present was shocked and turned their eyes to Tang Ziqiang. Wang Sen smiled awkwardly, "How do you say this question? You don't do bad things in your daily life, and you don't have to be afraid of ghosts calling in the door in the middle of the night."

"Okay! What a 'I never do anything bad in my life!'" Tang Ziqiang slapped twice, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on the shiny leather shoes, crushing them little by little, "Old Zhang, you can hate me and blame me, but now some people say that I was the one who assassinated you on the road. I can't afford this charge. No matter what others say, I will only ask you one thing, do you think I was the one who assassinated you on the road?"

Zhang Sanpao had no words, and Tang Ziqiang frowned, "It seems that some people are trying to mess with me, okay, Lao Zhang, you can believe it, or you can not believe it. Sooner or later, I will dig out the messenger behind the scenes to restore my innocence!"

"Don't pretend here! It's clear that you want to kill my father!" Zhang Danhong, who was standing in the distance, said sarcastically. Tang Ziqiang blushed, "Girl, don't spit people with blood. What evidence do you have to say that I assassinate your father? Why do I assassinate him?"

"It's not that you were killed by the internal fighting of your Tang Group." Zhang Danhong pulled Tang Wanrong bluntly, "It's enough for your uncle and nephew to fight. Why should I involve my father? Now, your uncle and nephew are here, so you fight. It's better to fight you and die. Don't get us Zhang family in, we can't bear it!"

"Danhong, let go, let go! I don't know if this is because of me, but we don't want to see the result now!" Tang Wanrong broke free from Zhang Danhong's pull, and accidentally inserted the flower on her shoulder fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, but Zhang Danhong stepped on her feet. "Tang Wanrong, I was polite to you just now because of my father's face. My father was bombed because of you little vixen! Don't pretend to visit the pretender!"
Chapter completed!