It only took a few minutes from the president's office to Song Tilting's own office, but in these few short minutes, Song Tilting only felt like a man's back, and everyone's different eyes kept looking at her, as if they could see through a hole in her.

She quickened her pace and quickly returned to her office and closed the door.

She leaned against the closed door and slid limply.

Inner entanglement, contradictions.

While she was glad that it was him who was the person on that night four years ago, she hated him for deceiving and concealing it for more than four years.

He had so much time and opportunity to tell her the truth, but he didn't.

She folded her hands on her knees and curled up, as if this was the only way she could feel a little bit of security.

Maybe she should be frank and accept this fact calmly, but when she thinks of the past four years, because of the various torments and helplessness she has suffered after 'that night', she realizes that the so-called openness is not something that can be had.

Throughout the day, she was distracted, and none of the work at hand was successfully completed.

She waited until she got off work and cleaned up the mess on her desk before she walked out of the office.

The cars she used to drive to and from work were all driven from Tang Jingyun, and now she naturally won't use anything from him anymore.

It's ridiculous to say, it turns out that after leaving him, she really feels like she has nothing.

However, for Song Tiantian, some things are dispensable, like money and luxury, but some things, if not, the heart will be empty, just like - there is everything about him.

Fortunately, the transportation is very convenient on the company's side, buses, subways, taxis, come and go.

She took the subway back, but it only took twenty or thirty minutes.

Standing at the door of the house, before the key was fully inserted, he heard a crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground behind him.

It's Qin Mei.

She was wearing a blue-black skirt and a royal blue coat on the outside, both in terms of dress and external temperament, she was a graceful and luxurious wealthy wife.

The comers are not good.

Song Tiantian could probably get a glimpse of something from her expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Song tilted the key, opened the door, and pulled the key out.

"Why, now you don't even scream Mom?" Qin Mei still had a serious face, anyway, since Song Tiantian married into the Tang family, it was rare to see a smile on Qin Mei's face.

"Aren't you dissatisfied with my daughter-in-law? I don't call you Mom, you should be happier, shouldn't you? Song Tianyun said lightly, and after speaking, she gently pushed back the door that had been opened.

"Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"Move back to Dijing Villa!"

This is not a consultative tone, but a direct order.

Only then did Song Tiantian discover that it turned out that Tang Jingyun's personality was so strong and domineering, and it was not for nothing, maybe he inherited Qin Mei's genes.

"I'm tired of living in Dijing Villa, and it's good to live here." Song Tiantian did not let go and agreed to Qin Mei.

"Song Tiantian, I'm giving you a chance, don't be ignorant, I'm willing to let you go back to Dijing Villa to admit your daughter-in-law!"

"Not uncommon."

"You ......"

Qin Mei was blocked by Song Tiantian's words, she glanced at Song Tiantian, and said coldly: "They are all spoiled by Jing Yun, and they are not big or small when they talk!" ”

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