boyutpedia Chapter 152 I Really Feel Bad (Edited)
Chapter 152 I Really Feel Bad (Edited)
Ling Zhen pursed her lips unconsciously, her mind a little confused.
Tang Shuya just chuckled and looked at her with interest. "I'm afraid your going to Southwest China wasn't a last-minute decision made by the company, right? As far as I know, you applied for it yourself, and it's been approved for a long time."
She raised her chin slightly, her pupils shrank tightly, and she couldn't help but feel confused. "You, you knew it a long time ago?"
"It's not like I knew it a long time ago. Ever since you cooked for me that night, I had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but I didn't know what you were trying to do at the time."
"So, that's why you agreed to let me move out so easily?"
At this moment, a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on Ling Yuan's forehead.
"Yes. Whatever you asked for that night, I would have granted it. The fish wanted to swim out, so I let it swim. Otherwise, it wouldn't know that no matter how hard it tried, it would never get out of the pond."
There was a hint of mischief in his tone, but Ling Zhen saw a chill gradually emerging in his eyes, and the air around them seemed to suddenly drop several degrees.
That’s right, from the first day Ling Zhen returned to work, she applied to be transferred to the Southwest Branch to be a pioneer.
It would have been fine if it was just her, but she received a message from the prison saying that Ling Tianhua had behaved well in prison and had been granted a reduced sentence. He had already been in prison for several years and would be released soon.
The dead lake of her heart began to ripple again, and her hope for life was rekindled. She really didn't want both the father and daughter to be under Tang Shuya's control.
In the future, she just wants to live a simple life with her family.
So she came up with a bold plan. She didn't know whether it was thorough or not, but she had to give it a try anyway, just in case it worked.
The conditions at the Southwest Branch are difficult and it's a thankless job. Most people in the company are unwilling to go, and the company is worried, so Ling Zhen's application was basically approved.
She didn't expect to be able to hide it from Tang Shuya for long, but as long as she could leave here, she would be halfway to success.
Going to the Southwest Branch was just a cover. She planned to work there for a while and then resign on the grounds of not being able to adapt and the work being too hard.
There are many ethnic minorities in the area, so she and Ling Tianhua will hide their identities and blend in with them, and never come back.
Even if Tang Shuya found out, it would have taken a long time for it to happen.
That's why she sent Ling Tianhua out first. If things went wrong, at least Ling Tianhua wouldn't become a handle to blackmail her.
During this period of time, she pretended to be docile and obedient. As long as she could arouse Tang Shuya's suspicion later, her plan would be closer to success.
She really didn't expect that Tang Shuya had seen through her plan from the very beginning.
He refused to expose her, allowing her to act in front of him and even cooperating with her.
Since he had known that she was going to escape, he certainly understood her intention of sending Ling Tianhua out.
She clenched her fists, lowered her head slightly, and remained silent. After a while, she gritted her teeth and raised her head, asking, "What did you do to my father?"
The man lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes surging like a black whirlpool, and if he was not careful, he would be trapped in it.
"What do you think I'll do to him? Kill him? Or turn him into a disabled person with missing limbs?"
Hearing this, her body suddenly stiffened, and she froze in shock, her eyes filled with fear. Then she pleaded, "I'm wrong. It's my fault. My father is old and can't stand it. Please let him go."
Tang Shuya suddenly raised his hand and clasped her waist. His slender fingers stroked the raised piece of fabric and jokingly said, "I can't stand it either. Can you let me go?"
She raised her eyes in panic and looked at the man in front of her, the corners of her lips slightly raised, still smiling as usual, but she clearly saw a storm brewing in his eyes.
The places that were touched felt numb, and the memory of her body made her spine soften.
She bit her lower lip and endured it, suppressing her breathing.
"When have I ever treated you badly in terms of food, clothing, and other expenses? Wouldn't it be better for you to just stay by my side?"
There was a slight hoarseness in his clear voice, not from lust, but from suppressed anger.
All her previous efforts were in vain, and she couldn't help feeling depressed. The cruel reality told her that there really is a huge difference between people.
He was like a parent watching their child playing in the sand, watching her amuse herself, watching her think how smart and capable she was.
Everything she did was like a castle built of sand. It seemed solid and strong, but in fact, in the eyes of an adult like Tang Shuya, it was just a fragile thing.
They can be kicked apart at any time.
Even though she didn't say anything, her expression had already answered everything, which made the man very unhappy. His lips slowly tightened and he stared at her without saying a word.
The next second, the veins on his arms bulged, and he suddenly picked her up horizontally. Before she could scream, she was thrown onto the sofa.
His intentions were self-evident. She struggled, looked at him warily, and shouted coldly, "Tang Shuya, can you be a little more righteous? Stop venting your anger on women's bodies!"
This sentence seemed to anger Tang Shuya. A hint of red flashed in his eyes. His dark pupils were stained with anger, and a gloomy and violent aura overflowed. "So what if I'm useless? I just like to vent my anger on you! If I were you, you'd think about how to satisfy me and then make a killing from me instead of playing such a low-class trick under my nose!"
Such almost shameless words dared to come out of the mouth of a proud person like Tang Shuya, which felt like a broken jar.
It seems that Ling Zhen really made him very angry this time.
The poor pajamas were tragically destroyed and turned into a piece of rag in an instant.
The smooth and white skin and the well-proportioned figure were exposed to the man's eyes without any cover.
Especially conspicuous and confusing.
Ling Zhen's hands were grasped by a big hand and restrained above his head.
The weight on his body made Ling Zhen breathless.
Her eye sockets suddenly turned red, with a circle of mist in them. She could not move, and looked at the man helplessly and fearfully.
She said in a trembling voice: "Don't do this... I don't feel well, I really don't feel well..."
"You're lying, Ling Zhen! Is there a single word of truth in your mouth?"
Tang Shuya stared at her wet eyes. There was no pity in them, but instead a hint of ferocity, like a beast ready to tear a person apart and eat it.
Ling Zhen shook his head repeatedly, his voice dragging with tears, "I really feel bad, my stomach hurts."
The man tugged at his tie irritably, without saying a word, but just looked at her with his long eyelashes lowered.
Like a wild beast looking at its prey.