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Duan Hong was unrelenting because she was already suspicious. If she was really busy, then why didn't Yu Meng just make a call?

Duan Hong sat on the sofa and carefully looked at Tang Tianbao. She was waiting for an answer.

Tang Tianbao only let out rough gasps, but he didn't say anything else.

"Little Treasure …" Duan Hong originally wanted to ask, but he knew that she would spew out the truth when drinking wine. Perhaps if she asked Tang Tianbao after drinking wine, he would be able to speak the truth.

However, Tang Tianbao did not do so. He didn't say anything. He rolled over, feeling his appetite so bad that he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't. He had to retch twice.

"Go back to your room and sleep." Duan Hong had no choice but to give up.

"Mom, let me rest a bit. "Now that the alcohol is up, it feels really bad." Tang Tianbao muttered.

After Duan Hong left, she walked to her own room. Facing the wall, she didn't say anything for a long time. She once again thought of Tang Daqui and couldn't help but tear up. She originally thought that her sadness would be washed away by Tang Tianbao's joyous events, but she never thought that her son would be so disappointing that he wouldn't even be able to get a girlfriend. Duan Hong didn't know about the relationship between Yu Meng and Tang Tianbao. All she saw was the surface phenomenon. She just felt that Yu Meng was very good to Tang Tianbao and was a person who understood the weather and understood the heat. Compared to her son Tang Tianbao, this was not good. Perhaps he had done something too excessive and had let down Yu Meng.

Just like that, Duan Hong continued to make wild guesses as time ticked by.

At around 5 PM in the afternoon, Tang Tianbao woke up from his sofa. Although the sky was still bright outside, the living room was already quite dark. Tang Tianbao slowly sat up from the sofa and stretched his waist. His entire body felt soft and sour. His muscles felt a bit sore, probably because of the pressure when he slept. His head was dizzy and heavy. He didn't have any strength left in his body. His mouth was a little dry.

Tang Tianbao stood up from the sofa and rubbed his temples nonstop. He used all his strength to press down on his temples and slowly moved his neck. He felt very uncomfortable all over.

There was an unlit cigarette on the coffee table, and there were obvious wet marks on the butt. He looked around the living room, familiar and unfamiliar. He recalled that he did not go to work today, but instead went for a drink with Chen Dalong. All the troubles of late have come up. After Yu Meng had left, he had become a completely different person. He was facing life passively and spent his days muddle-headedly, living like an old man. He smoked and drank, but it was not a way to get rid of his worries. He had decided to make it clear to his mother that it was not something that could be wrapped in paper anyway. How long would he have to hide it? Sooner or later. In addition, he had been tortured to death in the past few days. He had never felt this miserable before, and he was the one who had brought all these troubles upon himself. Why must he suffer?

With this thought in mind, Tang Tianbao put on his slippers and slowly walked towards the refrigerator. He opened the refrigerator and took out a can of cold soda. He opened the lid and gulped it down like he was drinking. He always wanted to wash himself, but he couldn't think of any good way, so he had to use a method of overeating.

He took the soda back to the couch, put it on the coffee table, and felt in his pocket. It was even cleaner than his face, and he bent down and found a box of cigarettes under the table that he hadn't finished yet.

To Tang Tianbao, smoking was just a way to pass a lot of time. What else could he rely on to pass this boring time?

Tang Tianbao took off his slippers, placed his feet on the edge of the tea table, and laid down on the sofa cushion. He put one hand behind his head, while the other held a cigarette. He no longer wanted to hide it, not even for a second. He couldn't think of any good methods, so he could only tell her the truth. He didn't have any feelings for Yu Meng. Tang Tianbao changed his mind. He couldn't think of it this way. This reason was completely unreasonable. If Duan Hong asked him why he didn't like having children, he wouldn't be able to answer. He couldn't tell the truth. He had to invent a reason that was both reasonable and acceptable to his mother, Duan Hong. For what reason? Tang Tianbao racked his brains as he thought of this … As he was thinking, he was shaking the leg on the tea table. Gradually, the leg moved towards the glass ashtray on the tea table …

"Pa ~ ~"

With a loud bang, the transparent glass ashtray was finally kicked to the ground by Tang Tianbao's trembling feet. The cigarette butts and ashes scattered everywhere, and some of the glass fragments even exploded.

Duan Hong's entire body shivered as he woke up from his afternoon nap. He was sweating profusely, and his heart was thumping madly. Duan Hong was like a frightened little deer. She couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly ran out of the house.

"Little Treasure, what dropped? "Are you still going to do that?" Duan Hong asked in panic.

Tang Tianbao had already sat up from the sofa, but was at a loss as to how to deal with the mess on the floor. Seeing Duan Hong walk out of the bedroom, he hurriedly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Mom, you're awake. "

Nothing? Duan Hong did not believe her at all. She walked to the sofa and saw a floor covered with glass fragments, cigarette ashes and cigarette butts. She understood that the ashtray had shattered.

Duan Hong's hair was pulled up in a tuft, and her face still had traces of pressed irregular stripes. She put on her slippers and brought out a broom and dustpan.

"Mom, give it to me." Tang Tianbao put on his slippers and stood up from the sofa. He extended his hand towards Duan Hong, asking for a broom. Tang Tianbao's politeness was not unreasonable. He had to act like a good child because he was about to do what a "bad child" did — speak out the thoughts in his heart. Although he hadn't decided what to say, he had to say it. He really couldn't bear it anymore. If this carried on, he thought he might really go crazy.

After cleaning up the broken glass and ashes. The air in the living room froze. He knew that even if he didn't say these words to Duan Hong, Duan Hong would find an opportunity to ask him about Yu Meng's matters. When he thought of Yu Meng, Tang Tianbao's head began to hurt.

"Little Treasure, are you hurt?" Duan Hong asked.

"Oh, it's fine, Mom."

"What client?" Why did he drink so much? The wine was someone else's, but the body was his. No matter what, he had to take care of his own body. Let them drink it, what can you do? " Duan Hong complained. She had not been such a wordy person before, and she had hated people who were so noisy, but she had not thought that after twelve years she would become like that herself.

"Mom, sit over here." Tang Tianbao interrupted Duan Hong and pointed at the sofa beside him for him to sit on. He had made up his mind. He had to say it, even though he had not yet decided how to say it.

Duan Hong sat down beside Tang Tianbao. He knew that his son had something to say to him. She really wanted to know if Yu Meng's body had recovered. She really wanted to know what Yu Meng had been doing recently, why it had been so long since she had come to visit her at home, and why she hadn't even called her.

"Mom." Tang Tianbao hesitated for a moment, but still said, "There's something I must tell you."

Tang Tianbao's words made Duan Hong feel a bit uncomfortable. She urged him, "What's the matter? "So secretive."

"Mom, actually, Yu Meng …" Tang Tianbao wanted to say something but hesitated. He carefully observed Duan Hong. She seriously stared at herself. Perhaps this news was a grievance to Duan Hong or a thunderbolt on a sunny day, but Tang Tianbao had already released his bow and had not turned back to shoot. He went on.

"What happened to Yu Meng?" Say it! " Duan Hong asked impatiently.

"Yu Meng has disappeared …" Tang Tianbao lowered his head as he spoke. He really didn't want to look at Duan Hong's eyes that were on the verge of popping out. Her eyes were filled with the desire to kill Tang Tianbao and hack him to pieces.

"What?" What did you say? " Duan Hong no longer dared to believe his ears. Both of her hands fiercely grabbed onto Tang Tianbao's arms as she desperately shook him. She wanted to hear it again as she wanted Tang Tianbao to repeat what he had said just now.

"Mom, calm down. "Mom …" Tang Tianbao slowly raised his head. However, he still didn't dare look at Duan Hong's eyes. He only looked at Duan Hong's disheveled hair, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. He knew that everything had been blown up. Duan Hong had been blown up beyond recognition by Tang Tianbao's bomb.

Duan Hong calmed his agitated nerves as she tightly gripped onto Tang Tianbao's arm, her nails digging into his flesh.

Duan Hong slowly enunciated each word, "You... Again... Here... I... Say... Once... What happened to Yu Meng?"

"Yu Meng has disappeared." Tang Tianbao repeated in a low voice.

"When did this happen? Weren't you drinking with a client today? When did this happen? When did you start talking, why don't you start talking instead? " Duan Hong was completely unable to control himself as she shook Tang Tianbao and questioned him incessantly.

A red fingernail had already formed a red mark on Tang Tianbao's arm, but Tang Tianbao didn't notice it in the slightest. His heart thumped heavily against his chest. He was momentarily at a loss for words as he couldn't think of a perfect answer. He didn't know what to say, but when faced with Duan Hong's overbearing attitude, he could only speak the truth.

"Mom, don't get so excited. I'll explain it to you slowly." He wanted to tell her the truth, but he wanted to slowly say that he also wanted to calm down his own thoughts and organize his own words.