Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Confrontation at the Center of the Storm
"This is my son's apartment, you're just one of his women, what right do you have to let me out?"
Wu Nianci put down the bag in his hand heavily, and looked at Tang Yanran's eyes full of mockery.
"What is this?"
Wu Nianci's eyes swept the newspaper on the coffee table, his eyes gradually tightened, he reached out and took one, his face immediately changed, and his heartbeat began to accelerate, could it be ......
Tang Yanran turned around and saw the newspaper in Wu Nianci's hand, rushed forward regardless of it, snatched the things in her hand, her eyes were full of anger, no matter who it was, she couldn't destroy her good life now.
"You let go! This is my thing! ”
"Yours? What are you doing investigating this! ”
Wu Nianci suddenly opened her eyes, and her fierce eyes made Tang Yanran's heart tremble.
"What? Have you done something wrong and are afraid that I will investigate? ”
Tang Yanran packed up the newspaper and put it in the file bag, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a mocking smile.
"I know! You must be her! Wu Nianci said sharply, grabbed Tang Yanran's wrist hard, and terrifying sparks burst out from his eyes.
Father's death, she was abandoned, one thing poured into her mind like a tide, Tang Yanran shouted loudly as if she had lost her mind.
"That's right! I am her! The daughter you want to abandon! ”
The room fell into silence, leaving only two relatively silent people, tears sliding down the corners of their eyes.
Before Tang Yanran found Wu Nianci, she imagined many scenes of mother and daughter reuniting again, but she never thought that this would be the case.
Grabbing Tang Yanran's hand and gradually letting go, Wu Nianci looked away in a daze, and sat down on the sofa.
"Surprised? Aren't you trying to kill me? ”
Tang Yanran moved her choked wrist, "You got everything you wanted!" You're just strangers to me! ”
Wu Nianci's gaze gradually sank, his hands gradually tightened, and his long nails sank deep into the sofa.
"You ......"
Wu Nianci squirmed her lips slightly, but she only said one word, and then she didn't say anything more, and her gaze at Tang Yanran became deep.
"Regret not strangling me at that time, but leaving me on the side of the road?"
Tang Yanran glanced at Wu Nianci with disdain, and her tone was full of mockery.
Wu Nianci's eyes tightened, and he stood up suddenly, wanting to leave this place, but his wrist was grabbed by Tang Yanran.
"I'm telling you, I'm not a three-year-old anymore, and everything I've lost will come back to you!"
Looking at Wu Nianci's eyes firmly, Tang Yanran's eyes did not waver at all.
couldn't stop taking a few steps back, Wu Nianci's expression became extremely flustered, she knew that it was a mistake to keep Tang Yanran in this world!
A mistake that shouldn't have been left behind for more than ten years!
"You want to get revenge on me?"
Wu Nianci's tone was slightly raised, with disbelief, even if she smeared a lot of powder and blushed a lot today, she could still see the pale of her face.
Tang Yanran lightly hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a bewitching smile, "Don't say it's revenge so ugly, I just want you to have a bad time!" ”
An unusually soft tone, but he said the most vicious words in the world.
"That's why you're entering the Duan family?"
Looking up suspiciously, Wu Nianci looked at Tang Yanran with a look in his eyes full of concern.
"So what? Are you scared? ”
Tang Yanran let go of her hand, raised her hand to tidy up her messy hair, and said it very lightly.
Wu Nianci looked at Tang Yanran's smiling face, and took his steps again, "I hope that's the case, don't be kicked out of the house by me like this before you start!" ”
After speaking, she walked out of the door of the apartment without looking back, and Tang Yanran, who had always pretended to be strong, only then did she lose all her defenses and sit on the sofa in the living room weakly.
Covering her face with her hands, tears falling from between her fingers, so faint that only she could hear the sound of sobbing, Tang Yanran only felt that her heart had already been wounded.
Duan Chen's step by step was pressing, and he was unwilling to die of his father, like a poisonous snake wrapped around Tang Yanran's heart.