Chapter 3 If you can't bear it, you will leave!
Tang Ximu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his body, and he lowered his head and looked at the ten toes up and down, hesitating.
"Splash!" Involuntarily, he held a glass and threw it at Zhang Tinghan, frozen in mid-air.
That's right, it's Tang Ximu herself, worthy of her.
Shen Ruyue immediately stood up from Zhang Tinghan's lap, turned around, and looked at Tang Ximu's eyes as calm as water, as if she was used to it, without a little panicked look, and if you looked closely, she could see her disgust for Tang Ximu.
In other words, Tang Ximu herself, her husband was taken away by another woman on the eve of the wedding, and she was also angry and hated the third party.
It was not the first time that Zhang Tinghan had brought her home and was angry with her.
Zhang Tinghan stood up, wiped the cold water from his face, turned around angrily, and looked at Tang Ximu with cannibalistic eyes, terrifying.
couldn't help but take a step back and shudder.
How should she round the field next, is she going to say that she accidentally slipped her hand, or that she just came to make soy sauce, and she didn't mean anything else. People will believe you?
"Tang Ximu, what nerves do you have?!"
Zhang Tinghan, who was completely disappointed, was furious, and his angry eyes stared at her, and that look could burn her into ashes in an instant.
The aura of his whole body overwhelmed her.
As far as he knew, Tang Ximu was just a cowardly woman who was afraid of losing him, and whispered to him all day long, and only dared to make tricks behind her back.
Even when he took Shen Ruyue home, she didn't dare to squeak or resist and say a word.
What kind of bear-hearted leopard gall did she eat today, and she dared to pour cold water on him? Don't want to live anymore?!
Tang Ximu raised his head slightly, squinted at Zhang Tinghan, who was a head taller than him, took a deep breath and plucked up his courage.
She clenched the glass in her hand and said sharply: "Zhang Tinghan, you still want to be shameless, I am your wife, I have put up with you for a long time!" ”
Is she loud enough? Scary enough, isn't it? As long as the voice is loud and aggressive enough, she will win half of the battle.
Zhang Tinghan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically: "I couldn't bear it anymore and divorced the marriage, do you think I want to see you?!" ”
He just waited for her to say this, he was forcing her to divorce in the open, and get out of his world.
Who climbed into his bed without any means to bewitch his mother, and with the help of the elders of the family, he had to get a marriage certificate with her, which was just a waste book, and they had no husband and wife relationship.
Shen Ruyue stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Tinghan's arm that was ready to go, like a little white rabbit: "Brother Tinghan, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have come." It's okay if I'm wronged, don't be angry with my sister, I'm afraid. ”
She lowered her eyelids and bit her lip, her face full of guilt.
Zhang Tinghan looked at Shen Ruyue's frightened look, frowned and felt very distressed, and whispered comfortingly: "Yueyue, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”
In front of her, she had an attitude of pity and cherishing jade, but the moment Zhang Tinghan jumped up and faced Tang Ximu, he became as terrible as the devil.
He pinched the green tendons on his head and swore an oath: "If she dares to move a finger against you, I will abolish her to feed the dog!" ”
He does what he says.
"You! You guys are going too far! ”
Tang Ximu held back her tears, pointed to Zhang Tinghan and Shen Ruyue, who were singing and loving each other, and were speechless with anger.
"Bang!" Angrily slammed the glass in his hand, and the broken glass shards splashed like water.
Zhang Tinghan reacted quickly and hugged Shen Ruyue, and turned around to use his back to resist the flying debris.
The tone of the exit was full of anxiety: "Yueyue, how are you, are you okay?" ”
Seeing this scene, Tang Ximu turned around and left angrily, behind him was Zhang Tinghan's scolding voice.
"Tang Ximu, I see that you are not lightly ill, do you need me to call a doctor to take a look at you......"
She covered her ears evasively, stepped on her slippers, and ran upstairs with a snap, two steps and one run, and closed the door with her backhand.