Sang Mengmeng quickly recovered, took a sip of ice cream and put it in his mouth, holding the spoon, showing a bit of sadness.

　　 She took another bite, as if the sweetness of ice cream could dissolve this emotion.

"Your mother, I call her Aunt Tang. I used to call her that since she was a child, so you don't have to worry about anything... In Aunt Tang's eyes, we are all her children." After a while, Sang Mengmeng just spoke.

　　 I never knew... Tang An wouldn’t believe everything Sang Mengmeng said, but just looked at her and said, "I haven’t heard my mother mention you."

　　 "That's the reason for work...you shouldn't know your mother's work either." Sang Mengmeng continued.

　　 Tang An nodded. He only felt that his mother was just an ordinary office worker. She left early and returned late and had almost no entertainment. She went to work on time and left on time. He hardly worked overtime, let alone on business trips.

He also asked about his mother’s work, and the mother simply said that it sounds like the work of accounting and accounting. Tang An really doesn’t know what company and where he works. He only knows that it’s in the CBD of the city. In a building of the business center, Tang An also knows the address, but he has never been.

　　 "On the one hand, she is the chief financial officer of my father's company, and on the other hand, she is also the housekeeper of our family, the housekeeper of the Sang family." Sang Mengmeng seems to be clarifying her thoughts, as if she wants to talk a lot with Tang An.

　　 Tang An looked at Sang Mengmeng in surprise. Sang Mengmeng’s family is sure to be rich. Many wealthy people have housekeepers. This kind of demand is gradually becoming popular in high-end wealthy families. Is it just housekeepers? This is completely different from Tang An’s perception, “How can you be a housekeeper? My mother basically didn’t spend the night in your house, right? According to reason, don’t housekeepers live with the owner’s house?”

　　 Especially for a family like Sang Mengmeng, she must be a full-time housekeeper. The mother seems to spend more time in her own home, taking care of her children, and taking care of her small yard.

Sang Mengmeng pursed her mouth, dug a spoonful of ice cream and handed it over. After being rejected by Tang An, she stuffed it into her mouth, and then said: "The kind you are talking about is just an ordinary housekeeper... Aunt Tang is different. Aunt Tang is only responsible for some major aspects of management and very important things. The main thing she does is to teach me a lot of things, and the kind of housekeeper you mentioned that needs to be responsible for many things and many trivial things is just her deputy. What a housekeeper needs to do, where does Aunt Tang need it... For example, my family is the board of directors, and Aunt Tang is our appointed president. The president is directly responsible to the board of directors, but he does not need to do finance, personnel, and marketing. Wait for all aspects of work to be caught up."

Tang An understood. Sang Mengmeng said something that subverted his mother’s image in his mind, but Tang An was not too surprised. In his mind, his mother could control everything, but only a housekeeper. His mother was very good at business. Family people.

In his mother’s bookcase, there are also a lot of tome about financial laws, which are the mother’s relic, so even if Nanmao has this need, Tang An would not say that it would be better to let Nanmao go to read those books. Buy a new book for Nanmao.

　　 Because of this relationship, it is normal for Sang Mengmeng to have a picture of his mother in his phone.

"In that case, why did you live in accidentally? I think when you found this house, you should know that it is my mother's house and that I belong to her son, right?" This is Tang An. He didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark, especially when the other party knew everything but didn't explain it to him.

　　 Sang Mengmeng saw the slight displeasure on Tang An's face, showing a bit of apology.

The bamboo shadow whirling outside the window, Tang An turned his head and saw that the black tiger forward was lying in the yard like a dead dog, and then he rolled again, revealing his upturned belly. As a female cat, it’s really not shy.

　　 Something was thrown down from the window of the neighbor next door and came into his yard, but Tang An had no time to estimate. He turned around and continued to look at Sang Mengmeng, waiting for her to explain.

　　 "Yes, I know." Sang Mengmeng said, "But I did know by accident that you were going to rent out the house, and then I rented it out quickly. I think this is an opportunity."

　　 "Opportunity?" Tang An didn't look at Sang Mengmeng clearly. Opportunity means purpose. What purpose does she have? I hope it is not an ulterior motive, but since she is about to say it, it must not be the reason that is too unpleasant.

"You don't know... Actually, Aunt Tang is like a family member to the Sang family, but I am the one who is closest to Aunt Tang. To me, Aunt Tang is just like her mother." Sang Mengmeng looked at Tang An. Said with his face.

　　 Tang An doesn't mind. His mother can't be snatched away. Sang Mengmeng didn't come to **** her mother from him. He is not the kind of kid who gets annoyed and rolls around when he sees his mother hug other children.

"Just like Uncle Ye, he didn’t know that this was Aunt Tang’s yard, he didn’t know that you were Aunt Tang’s child, but I knew... I knew many, many things about Aunt Tang, and many, many things about you. Aunt Tang is a very important person to me. I will listen to what she says, and I will do what she asks me to do." Sang Mengmeng looked at Tang An.

　　 Tang An's brows gradually frowned~lightnovelpub.net~ He pursed his lips, did not ask, and waited for Sang Mengmeng to say.

"Aunt Tang told me that if she leaves, I can come to you. She is gone, you can take care of me... So I came to you." Sang Mengmeng said naturally, as if this is what Naturally, it seemed that such a simple sentence was the only reason for everything that Tang An didn't understand.

what is this? Is this a trust? But why his mother entrusted Sang Mengmeng to him, Tang An couldn't understand. He didn't want to doubt his mother, nor did he feel that Sang Mengmeng needed such an excuse to explain and approach him.

　　 But why? He is just a boy who still needs to work hard to survive and learn to take care of himself. He is not the kind of strong man who can carry a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders.

　　 Although he can do it, and can be such a man, Tang An believes in himself.

"This incident is too sudden, your explanation is reasonable, but it is difficult to understand. Why would my mother do this?" Tang An asked suspiciously, lowered his head, glanced at the melting ice cream, raised his head slightly, and saw in front of him. Sang Mengmeng's chest pressed against the table quickly looked away again.

"Because the person I trust the most is Aunt Tang, and the person Aunt Tang trusts the most is you, so is it weird that the person I trust entrusts me to the person she trusts most?" Sang Mengmeng is confident Said, it seems that this is the law of heaven.

Of course the mother trusts her son the most. There is no doubt about this... But... Tang An still feels reluctant, or because he is not familiar with Sang Mengmeng and does not understand the relationship between his mother and Sang Mengmeng. For the sake of it?