Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Chapter 118 You really won’t cry until you see the coffin

Ling Zhen's heart felt like it was tied with a weight and sank to the bottom of the water.

She just wanted to tell Yi Xin that Tang Shuya had returned early.

Originally they planned to announce their marriage while he was away on business.

She even thought of a way to see if their plan could be advanced.

As long as we do it in advance, say tomorrow, maybe, just maybe there is still a glimmer of hope that it can go according to plan.

Now, Yi Xin has turned off his phone.

Is it because Tang Shuya already knew about Yi Xin's existence and took action against him?

Or did Yi Xin encounter some accident?

All kinds of guesses came to my mind.

Ling Zhen didn't dare to think further, nor did he continue to call. He just raised his hand to stop a taxi.

There was no chandelier in the living room, only a wall lamp and a floor lamp.

On the single sofa under the floor lamp, Ling Zhen saw Tang Shuya reading a book.

He took off his suit jacket and casually draped it on the sofa. He also undid two buttons of his indigo blue shirt made of expensive fabric, with his collar slightly open and his arms loosely rolled up, giving him a more lazy and casual look.

He crossed his legs, a book tucked under one hand, and tapped his knee with the fingers of the other.

The surroundings were abnormally quiet, like the calm before the storm.

Ling Zhen was thinking at an inappropriate time that he was reading this very book last time and was curious about what kind of book it was.

Will it be similar to "One Hundred Ways to Kill Someone"?

"where is my present?"

A textured voice interrupted Ling Zhen's wandering thoughts. She glanced at the ground and saw a paper bag lying on the ground, revealing a corner of the tie inside.

"Don't you have a gift?"

Ling Zhen gritted his teeth, looking unhappy. That was the gift Hu Nanzhen had carefully selected before coming to see Tang Shuya, and he just threw it on the ground like that.

Without even raising his eyelids, he dragged his tail and said slowly, "Didn't you promise to give it to me?"

Ling Zhen clenched his hand holding the paper bag, hesitated for two seconds, took a few steps forward, and put it on the coffee table.

Along the way, an idea gradually fermented in her mind. She had already gathered up the courage countless times in her heart. After repeatedly adjusting her breathing, she asked, "Have you known for a long time that Hu Nanzhen is my good friend?"

He turned a page of the book and said, "I already knew that."

She frowned and looked at him, her nails gradually digging into her palms. "You knew Hu Nanzhen was my friend, but you continued to date her just for today, right?"

Ling Zhen knew too well his despicable and dirty character.

She finally understood what it felt like something was wrong today. When Tang Shuya saw her, there was no surprise on his face.

As if he had known it for a long time.

There was a half-smile on his face, which was obviously a look of gloating.

He didn't expose her and accompanied her to perform this big dragon and phoenix show.

From the beginning to the end, he was the one controlling everything from behind. He just pulled the strings, and she could only do what he set.

He tilted his head and said with a half-chuckle, "Yeah, don't you think it's interesting? I'm really looking forward to Hu Nanzhen's expression when she finds out the truth. Do you think you can still be friends?"

"Tang Shuya!" Every time Ling Zhen got angry, she would call him by his full name, her voice trembling. "Why? Why would you do this?"

Tang Shuya's eyes fell back on the book. "To be honest, I really had no intention of marrying into the Hu family from the beginning. Even after I saved Hu Nanzhen at the bar door that day and heard her call out your name on the phone, I still had no such intention."

"then you……"

"You should ask yourself this. After you left the bar, was it Yi Xin who sent you back?"

He said it lightly, his long drooping eyelashes just hiding the dark emotions in his eyes.

Sure enough! Tang Shuya already knew about Yi Xin's existence!

Ling Yuan's anxious emotions, like spider silk, gently and stickily entangled his entire heart.

Glancing at her pale little face, her eyes shaking with panic and confusion, and her standing there helplessly and stiffly, Tang Shuya frowned, his eyes dimmed, and an unknown emotion surged in his heart again.

He pulled the corner of his lip, "Why don't you say anything? Do you dare to do it but not admit it?"

Ling Zhen bit his lip tightly, trying to suppress the anxiety in his heart. He took a few deep breaths and said, "It has nothing to do with Yi Xin. It was my idea."

He stared at her for a long moment with a dark look in his eyes. The air around them seemed to drop several degrees Celsius. He said in a chilling voice, "Say it again?"

"I was the one who told Yi Xin that I wanted to get married. This matter has nothing to do with him, so don't take your anger out on him."

As Ling Yuan finished speaking, Tang Shuya's eyes quietly flickered with anger. He stared at her, pursed his lips, and his voice was filled with undercurrents: "You still can't forget him? I didn't know you were such a sentimental person. Oh, that's right, he was your first love, and you even planned to elope with him at the time."

She looked at him and wanted to shake her head.

But at this moment, tears fell completely uncontrollably.

Drop by drop, it fell down heavily.

She felt embarrassed and turned her head away immediately.

His face darkened, he clenched his fists tightly, and his chest heaved violently.

Almost in an instant, Tang Shuya stood up suddenly, rushed in front of Ling Yuan, grabbed her neck, and almost lifted her up from the ground.

In fact, he has never been a gentle and polite person.

He just knows clearly what kind of him others want to see.

You see only what he wants you to see.

Only in this way can he get what he wants.

Isn't this a form of pandering?

Ling Zhen had difficulty breathing, as if his chest was tightly bound. He tried his best to breathe in, but the air could not reach his lungs and his head became dizzy.

She struggled desperately but couldn't break free. The increasingly heavy feeling of suffocation made her consciousness blurry and her vision was even covered with a layer of mist.

He ignored her struggles and asked her word by word, gritting his teeth: "You were still begging for Yi Xin just now, weren't you?"

Her eyes were red and her face gradually turned red. Crystal tears flowed silently and rolled down her cheeks. A teardrop hung on her thick eyelashes, about to fall, making her look pitiful.

But those tears did not attract Tang Shuya's sympathy.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly sneered.

As soon as his hand loosened, Ling Zhen sat down on the ground, stroking his neck and gasping for breath.

Tang Shuya bent down and put his arms around her waist to prevent her from shrinking back, and the force covering her waist continued to tighten.

"Ling Zhen, why do you think Yi Xin is willing to marry you?"

She lowered her eyes for a long while before her voice came again, "I said, it was me who proposed to marry Yi Xin."

"You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin."

Tang Shuya sneered softly, with the corners of his mouth raised, and his jade-like eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.