After saying this sentence, Mr. Tang knew he had asked a nonsense!

He didn't mention a word about where Yan Qingzi got married.

But Ling Luoyu said it all in one go.

In addition to knowing what happened back then, that is really knowing Yan Qingzi himself!

Judging by her identity and age, it is impossible to know what happened back then.

Therefore, only the last possibility remains.

Even if it was him, he never thought of the possibility.

The girl in front of me really knew Yan Qingzi! !

Under Mr. Tang's aggressive gaze, Ling Luoyu was a little untenable, and smiled.

"That... counts as some origin..."

"origin?!"

Mr. Tang took a breath suddenly, a little moved: "Are you... a descendant of her?"

"Not..."

Mr. Tang was obviously relieved.

but--

"I have a connection with her descendants..."

After all, Mr. Tang's heart still raised: "She... has descendants?"

Yes! !

It's been so long! !

There must be descendants! !

What is he thinking? ! "

With a bitter smile, Mr. Tang's back straightened a bit, restoring his former coldness.

"How did you and her descendants... meet?"

"Her... grandson... is my fiance..."

Mr. Tang: "..."

The heart that had already settled down once again made waves.

"what?"

"My fiance... is Yan Qingzi's grandson, named Mo Xuanchen..."

Mr. Tang pulled the corners of his lips with a smile, turned and walked forward.

Ling Luoyu did not dare to speak any more, but silently followed behind him.

After a long time, he sighed--

"So, you have to call me Master..."

Where did Ling Luoyu dare to shout!

Look at Mr. Tang's desperate appearance, fools can see his affection for Yan Qingzi.

Nowadays, not to mention that his beloved woman had children with other men, even grandchildren, he must be uncomfortable.

If she irritates him again and he is going crazy, what can be done?

Her eyes are still waiting for him to be healed!

As the egg was entangled with pain, Mr. Tang suddenly turned his head and said: "What? You don't believe I am your master?!"

"No... It's just too abrupt... I can't react for a while..."

Ling Luoyu hurriedly bowed his hands together, and gave a big gift ninety degrees: "Master!!!"

It hurts her to call her!

Mr. Tang suddenly laughed: "Get up, let's talk about it, we can be considered destined... Otherwise, I would not treat you in the bustling city at the beginning... Speaking of... Because of his intuition, I just shot it! Now I think about it, it's fate..."

Ling Luoyu watched his words and thoughts and laughed carefully: "That... what you saved that day..."

"That is the blood of my Tang family, it is the blood of my brother... the blood continues, and it becomes those children..."

Mr. Tang suddenly became sad again.

"Yes... I have so many children here, so old, her side... should be full of descendants, enjoying the family happiness... She... has a lot of children?!"

Ling Luoyu's lips twitched, "Master...If I lied and said that she had a very good life, would she not be beaten to death?!"

"What?" Mr. Tang took his footing abruptly, his face dark: "You can make it clear, what is going on?"