These endings can be associated as long as you think calmly with some brains, but this cognition also makes her feel that her chest is blocked, depressed, and lost, completely out of order, full of guilt and remorse, and she hates why she didn't listen to advice back then.

Leaving home alone late at night –

In fact, according to normal logic, complaining and apologizing are both habitual reactions after a person has done something wrong. Like a fig leaf, I want to be forgiven by others, but it is also the most meaningless move, and the things that hurt people cannot be reversed at all!

But if she doesn't apologize, what kind of mentality can she have to face Su, looking at the dense web page, the large number of answers, Tang Zhuque was upset, simply closed the web page, picked up the mystery novel again and flipped through it, and now, she is about to become an immortal.

Unprecedented, more than two hours ahead of schedule today, Ye Tingying had already returned to Ye's house before six o'clock in the afternoon, went straight back to his room, and made a phone call, at seven o'clock, Ye Zhiyue and Lin Guanyin dressed up and left Ye's house to go to Chen Fan's birthday banquet.

At half past seven, after dinner, Tang Zhuqi washed his face, the mobile phone rang, and Gao Shuiran's sharp voice raised a few keys, "Cousin, something is wrong, some people say that my cousin-in-law sent someone to chase and kill Brother Su, why is this happening?" Hurry up and persuade your cousin-in-law! ”

Her mind was suddenly blank, Tang Zhuque felt that if she had a heart attack, she would have been scared to death by these startled thunderbolts on a sunny day, and she had not yet accepted the news, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is it?" Who told you? ”

The other party should be outside, in addition to the sharp honking of some cars in the microphone, there are also some wheering panting, Gao Shuiran estimated that he was very anxious, I don't know whether he was scared or anxious, and the breathing sound could be heard very clearly. The voice is sharp and full of anxiety;

"I don't know who it is, cousin, I don't know that person, he is handsome, he said that he likes red the most, he knows you and Brother Su, and said that he can save Brother Su once, but he can't save the second time, and asks his cousin-in-law why he wants to kill them all-"

It's red! The red canopy will not be disturbed for no reason. There was still credibility in what he said, and with a click, Tang Zhuqi trembled. The mobile phone in the palm of his hand fell to the ground, and his mind was blank, as if he had been bumped by something, and he lost the ability to think for a while.

Ye Tingying heard the sound and entered the suite, but the mobile phone did not turn on the speaker. But Gao Shuiran's sharp voice could still be heard a little. "Cousin, is what the man said true? Why did the man say that his cousin-in-law wanted to kill Brother Su. What was the dispute between the two of them, and why was it happening? Do you want to call the police—"

Listened to the first half. Ye Tingying's sharp black eyes flashed with a gloomy color, and he ran backwards in the standard posture of kicking the ball into the goal. Running a few big steps, he kicked the mobile phone that fell to the ground, and the mobile phone hit the wall next to the wardrobe, disintegrating in an instant, and falling apart.

The loud snapping sound pulled back the blank woman in her mind, Tang Zhuque looked at the smashed mobile phone, and slowly clenched his fists, "Really?" ”

The action is ghostly, I don't know when I have already retracted my right foot, my face is expressionless, Ye Tingying looked at her deadly, her voice was low, and she was a little cold, "Yes, wife, I want him to die!" He was deceived by Bai Ruomei, and he shouldn't bother us anymore after voluntarily divorcing you at that time. ”

"But now he is in a big disaster, and he takes the opportunity to pretend to be pitiful, and tells the hospital all day long that he has something to find you, I know what he is thinking, and he is a villain in vain, saying that you don't really love me, he doesn't give up, and wants to snatch you away from me, it's useless not to die."

These words seem to have weight, every word is a huge shock, under the strong shock, Tang Zhuque felt that most of his brain cells were dead, because she clearly understood these words, but she couldn't react for a while, and it took some time to digest.

She felt a little dizzy, and sat on the edge of the bed, her fists loosened, her fingers crossed and clenched, wringing hard, not knowing what to say.

Puff puff - every time her heart beats, she rushed two beats, but she felt a little too fast, she felt that all three of them were tragic.

Get along and further discover Ye Tingying's occupancy. The desire is so strong that it is already incomprehensible, and it was mentioned a few days ago that if he dies for no reason, he will not agree to divorce when he dies, and let her take her son to be widowed, Su Wenze's words clearly add fuel to the fire.

Knowing that the child was not his own and should not have divorced her back then, Su Wenze was resentful, and it was not an exaggeration to talk like this.

If there is no divorce, Su Wenze is willing to accept her again, they will definitely be able to return to their previous deep relationship, and they will definitely be reunited.

Thousands of shouldn't, never should, the most undesirable thing is that she was so easy to move her true feelings for Ye, Tang Zhuque laughed angrily, while laughing, the corners of his eyes were sour, the hot liquid was swirling in his sockets, his vision was a little blurry, and tears fell when he squinted.

After passing steadily, Ye Tingying half-knelt in front of her knees, his big hand covered with a thin callus caressed the corners of his wife's eyes, his voice was no longer cold, only a low voice remained, and there was a resentment that was difficult to suppress, but his tone was soft, and he muttered and persuaded, "Don't cry, he's not dead yet, don't cry." ”

Even if he was kneeling, the height was about the same as hers, his hazy vision, his handsome facial features suddenly became a little unreal, and his throat was blocked by something, Tang Zhuqi couldn't speak, but his nose was even more sour, and when he sobbed, tears surged from the corners of his eyes.

At this point, she sadly found that she did not know this man at all, did not know how many identities he had, and did not understand why he could have murderous intent because he didn't like it at all, ignore the condemnation of conscience, completely ignore the preciousness of human life, be ruthless and vicious, exactly like an executioner, perhaps, even if he had never killed anyone with his own hands, there must have been many unjust souls who died because of his orders—

The man she likes shouldn't be like this, Tang Zhuque's consciousness slowed down, wiped away his tears directly with the back of his hand, covered his cheeks, bit his lower lip hard, and forced himself to stop crying, he did something to hide it from her, perhaps, she didn't know when Su Wenze died.

His ruthlessness and abnormal logic were far more serious than she imagined, pushing away the warm big hands that followed repeatedly, but at this moment, he repelled the warm and thick big hands, sobbed, and his voice was full of nasality, "No, you don't care about me-"

Dressed steadily and businessly, with elegant manners and handsome appearance, in fact, he doesn't look like a murderer at all, even if his expression is extremely cold, there is no killing intent in his black eyes, no ruthlessness. It turned out to be just her subjective speculation, which was too optimistic.

Knowing that he was a typical control freak and would hardly listen to any words from others, Tang Zhuque didn't want to face it anymore, so he simply covered his cheeks tightly with his hands, gritting his teeth in anger, and still felt the warm touch of the back of his hand, and he was even more hateful, and the hatred was strong.

When she struggled, she strained, and the heartache on her lips made her tears no longer flood so much, but she tasted the sweet and greasy smell of blood. (To be continued.) (LＷXＳ５２０。 ＣＯＭ))>