Chapter 151 April 15th

  At around nine o'clock in the evening, Nan Cheng took a shower by himself, and when he came out, he had wet hair on his head.

  Because of being wet, my hair is more curly. Fried hair in general.

   Fortunately, the small face is pretty, and the big eyes are slick, which doesn't affect the value of the face.

  Ye Hanzhi went to get the hair dryer, let him sit on his lap, and dried his hair.

   Tang Zhixi followed them after dinner. Now I am sitting quietly on the carpet, earnestly typing incense seal script.

  The sound of the hair dryer suddenly sounded. Tang Zhixi glanced sideways. I saw Nan Cheng sitting obediently on Ye Hanzhi's lap, holding a Rubik's Cube in his hand, trying to scramble and scramble.

  This little devil is rarely so obedient to anyone, he has a lot of bad intentions. On the contrary, he was docile to Ye Hanzhi.

  Ye Hanzhi noticed her gaze, turned his head to look over, and smiled at her.

  Tang Zhixi slightly raised her eyebrows, then lowered her head to pick up the ashes in the incense burner.

  After drying Nan Cheng's hair, Ye Hanzhi took him to bed.

   "Good night." Nan Cheng and Tang Zhixi said.

   "Yeah." Tang Zhixi messed up his freshly blown hair, patted his buttocks and said, "Good night. Go to sleep."

  Ye Hanzhi brought Nan Cheng back to the room, but he never returned. Tang Zhixi had lit all the incense, but the others hadn't come out yet.

   Just when he was about to get up to see if he was going to sleep with Nan Cheng, the phone rang suddenly.

   It was Song Zhengde who called.

  Song Zhengde called her a lot this morning and during the day. But she didn't even hear her phone on silent.

   I saw it later and ignored it.

  After turning on the sound on the phone in the afternoon, Song Zhengde didn't call again. It should be that there were too many things going on later on, and he didn't bother to call Tang Zhixi anymore.

  Looking at the incoming call on the mobile phone, Tang Zhixi thought for a while and connected the call, then pressed the speakerphone.

  She thought Song Zhengde would yell at him, but he didn't. There was infinite fatigue in the voice, and the strength to shout was gone.

   "Tang Zhixi, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't you know what I want to do?" Tang Zhixi said unhurriedly, "Everything I do is publicly stated, and millions of netizens know what I want to do. Mr. Song will not fail to understand things on the Internet, right? .”

  As soon as she finished her sentence, Ye Hanzhi came out of Nan Cheng's room. He closed the door gently, and seeing Tang Zhixi answering the phone, he stood there without moving.

"We can talk about whatever you want." Song Zhengde's voice seemed to be heaving, "As long as you withdraw the lawsuit and level up the news on the Internet. Whether you want shares or want to go back to the Song family. We all We can talk."

  Tang Zhixi held the incense sweeper in her hand, twirled it at her fingertips, and said, "Does your Song family have a throne to inherit? Would I want to go back to the Song family? Are you a match for the Song family?"

  Ye Hanzhi lowered his eyes and smiled, but his mouth was still so damaged.

  Song Zhengde was choked for a moment, was silent for a while, and then turned around: "Then what do you want to do? The Song family has collapsed, and the Song Group has collapsed. What good will it do for you?"

   "I care about your Song family? All I want is to restore Tang Xueche's innocence." Tang Zhixi turned Xiangsao's hand and paused, and said softly, "An innocence that was twenty-six years late."

  Hearing her words, Ye Hanzhi frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

   "Things have passed for so many years, why do you have to find out!"

"You don't want people to find out. Don't do such a vile thing at the time." Tang Zhixi said, "You Song family and He family have no background in bullying Tang Xueche. It is expected that she will not do anything to you, so I will do it with peace of mind. It’s a matter of conscience. After more than 20 years, I thought no one would know about it, so I kept pouring dirty water on her.”

   "Are you afraid now that the matter has been exposed?" Tang Zhixi's voice was very soft, which made people feel cold, "I tell you, it's too late."

  Song Zhengde was silent for a while and said: "I can give you shares twice as much as Anrou's. The double is my compensation to you and your mother."

   Tang Zhixi sneered, and said, "Song Zhengde, have you forgotten something? Song Chengyou is the illegitimate son. He Yanxin is the third party. The Song family should have been inherited by Tang Zhixi."

   "You!" Song Zhengde obviously didn't expect her to say that, and was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

  Tang Zhixi touched the soft hair on the incense brush, looked at the phone and said, "Song Zhengde, do you know what day it is today?"

  Song Zhengde was silent again for a few seconds before asking: "What date?"

   "April 15th, the anniversary of Tang Xueche's death." Tang Zhixi said these words slowly with lowered eyes.

  She could feel Song Zhengde's breathing stagnant through the mobile phone. After a long time, Song Zhengde did not speak, nor did he hang up the phone.

  Ye Hanzhi looked at Tang Zhixi's back quietly.

  Tang Zhixi said again: "It's the anniversary of the death. You have to take something to pay homage to. To comfort the dead."

  After she finished speaking, she could clearly hear from the mobile phone that Song Zhengde's breathing was disordered.

"Otherwise, why do you think I hold the evidence in my hand, but I don't clarify when you slander me as an illegitimate daughter again and again." Tang Zhixi said, "I'm waiting for this day. She is also wronged. It's been more than ten years, so many years, it's time to find a grand day to wash away the grievances."

  Tang Zhixi's voice obviously didn't change at all, and her expression was always cold and careless. But these words became more and more eerie.

"Song Zhengde, it's been so many years. Do you still remember what she looks like? What she likes? What does she look like when she smiles?" Tang Zhixi said in a heart-rending sentence, "When you laugh at the newcomer next to your pillow, do you think The old people's bones are dry and the loess, and the underground is filled with injustice."

  Song Zhengde hung up the phone suddenly.

  Tang Zhixi glanced at the phone that was hung up, and put the incense stick back in her hand. Then he turned to look at Ye Hanzhi and said, "Eavesdropping again."

  Ye Hanzhi smiled, walked over, sat next to her, hugged her from behind, and said, "Well, I accidentally eavesdropped again."

   "Is this careless?"

  Ye Hanzhi rubbed his face against hers: "It was not careful."

   "Don't move around." Tang Zhixi tilted her head to hide, "itch."

  Ye Hanzhi smiled and kissed her face: "Okay, don't move."

  Holding her for a while, Ye Hanzhi said, "In the afternoon, the Song Group's stock price limit fell."

   "No wonder, Song Zhengde was quiet all afternoon."

  Ye Hanzhi held her hand and said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

   Tang Zhixi thought for a while and said, "No."

   "Ah—" Ye Hanzhi frustrated, "My boyfriend did it, it's useless at all."

   "There are still uses." Tang Zhixi said.

"What?"

   "It's very comfortable as a chair." Tang Zhixi said, leaning against him again.

  Ye Hanzhi also hugged her into his arms: "How about I hug you to sleep like this at night?"

  Tang Zhixi turned to look at him: "In comparison, I still feel more comfortable lying on the bed."

  Ye Hanzhi laughed, no longer poor. After kissing her face again, he said, "Go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Um."

  (end of this chapter)