When she was dying, she suddenly thought again, if, all along, she had been getting along well with Su Nuo, she would not look down on her.

With her friends, really being sisters, everything is not the same again.

Tang Yuling died.

He Shurou originally thought that Tang Haoran would go crazy, after all, he usually watched their father and daughter get along very well.

Tang Haotian even told her that Tang Yuling was his life.

However, Tang Yuling is dead now.

What about Tang Haotian?

In the next few days, He Shurou was trembling all the time, not knowing what Tang Haotian would do.

However, unexpectedly...... Tang Haotian didn't go crazy at all.

He seemed to be calmer, and he arranged the aftermath for Tang Yuling, so that she could sleep by a beautiful river.

Back in the apartment, Tang Haotian sat on the sofa, his eyes closed, not knowing what to think again.

He Shurou went into the kitchen, brewed a cup of American ginseng, and gently rested it on Tang Haotian's table.

"Husband, let's have some tea."

He Shurou called softly.

Suddenly, Tang Haotian opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and gloomy, and He Shurou was startled, and even screamed.

"I'm sorry to scare you."

Tang Haotian pinched his eyebrows and returned to his previous elegance.

"You must be too tired, drink tea."

He Shurou glanced at Tang Haotian with disgust, and brought the tea on the table to Tang Haotian.

Tang Haotian took it, didn't drink it, and splashed his backhand on He Shurou's face.

The boiling hot water made He Shurou scream in shock.

She covered her face and was just about to run towards the bathroom when she felt her hair grabbed from behind.

He Shurou couldn't move, she stood up, feeling Tang Haotian pulling her scalp, and she was about to go numb with pain.

"Husband, what are you going to do?"

He Shurou's face was hot, and her scalp was about to be torn off, and her tone was full of crying, fear, and pleading.

Tang Haotian came to her again, his thin lips slightly opened.

In a gentle tone, he said: "Lingling is very cold and lonely down there alone, shall we go and accompany her." ”

It was obviously the same gentle tone as usual, but at this time, He Shurou felt a chill down her spine and a little creepy.

"Husband, don't do this, I'm afraid."

He Shurou's cheeks stiffened, and the voice she came out was also trembling.

"Shh

Tang Haotian sighed, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"Don't make any noise, it'll make you noisy."

He Shurou listened to what he said, her voice trembled even more, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He wasn't like this before, why did he suddenly become so terrible.

"Husband, don't be like this, I'll take you to the doctor, although Lingling is gone, but you still have me, I will accompany you well."

He Shurou didn't want to die yet, but everything now was simply suffocating her.

Listening to He Shurou's words, Tang Haotian sneered mockingly, he let go of his hand and threw He Shurou to the ground again.

He Shurou was smashed heavily on the ground, dizzy for a while, and before she could squeak, the next second, she was stepped on by Tang Haotian on her head, unable to move.

"Are you worthy?"

With a sneer on the corner of Tang Haotian's mouth, he looked at He Shurou's eyes, full of disdain.

He Shurou whimpered and cried, her face was burned by boiling water, and under his violence, her skin had already begun to break.

His feet were trampled on her head, as if they were about to be trampled open.

But these external pains are not the most deadly.

The most fatal thing is that the words he said were like Ling Chi.

"Why don't you deserve it, you said, you love me."

He Shurou was heartbroken, a man who was full of joy, in his eyes, he was not worth mentioning.

"I like you just casually, marrying you, it's just because Lingling likes you and helps you open a studio, and it's also because Lingling likes to dance."

Tang Yuling was dead, and Tang Haotian felt that it was dark and dark.

It seems that everything doesn't matter.

He Shurou was trampled on his head like this, and her eyes were extremely helpless.

Tears couldn't be suppressed.

I always thought I had met true love, but it turned out that I was treated as an idiot.

"If you take good care of Lingling, she will be safe and worry-free for the rest of her life, and I will naturally treat you well."

Tang Haotian's tone gradually became excited, and the strength under his feet became bigger and bigger.

"But you hurt Lingling, and she's still dead."

"You say, the spirits are dead, why are you and me still alive?"

After Tang Haotian finished speaking, he smiled lowly.

"Ah, you're a pervert, you're sick."

He Shurou's heart was shocked, she couldn't believe that the person she had slept with on her pillow for more than ten years was such a devil.

All of this is really terrible.

She couldn't imagine.

"yes, I'm sick."

Tang Haotian didn't deny it again, he smiled and nodded!

He is indeed sick, otherwise he would not have married this stupid woman as his wife.

If he wasn't sick, how could he have put Lingling in her hands to take care of.

Hehe, he's just sick.

Suddenly, He Shurou thought of an extremely terrifying and disgusting thing.

"You, you and Tang Yuling, you two ......"

After speaking, He Shurou wanted to retch.

"You fart."

Tang Haotian was furious, took away the foot that stepped on her head, lifted it again, and kicked her in the face violently.

"Ahh

He Shurou's nose was kicked and broken, and she was drenched in blood in an instant, and her face was sloppy.

It hurts, she feels that the bridge of her nose has been kicked off by Tang Haotian.

The piercing pain swept through her body, making her tremble.

"I told you not to talk nonsense, understand?"

Tang Haotian's face was hideous, as if he had been insulted by something, and kicked her again and again.

"Lingling is the child I gave birth to with the woman I love the most, she is the crystallization of our love, the woman I love the most died, I was going to die, but she said I want to live well for Lingling."

"Do you understand?"

After Tang Haotian finished speaking, he grabbed He Shurou's collar with one hand and lifted her up.

"I survived because of the Spirit."

"But now that the spirit is dead?"

"Ah......" He Shurou was holding his neck, a little out of breath, her eyes kept rolling up, and her hands began to dance.

Gradually, He Shurou closed her eyes, and her hands hung down and stopped moving.

"Do you understand?"

Tang Haotian asked again, but he hadn't heard He Shurou's answer yet.

"Smack." Suddenly, a heavy slap was slapped on He Shurou's face.

"Got it?"