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Chapter 80 Defensive armor, finally abandoned.

Tang Shi is discharged from the hospital.

Bo Ye thought Tang Shi had calmed down for the time being, and watched her return to the ward and lying down quietly, but unexpectedly, all this was pretending to be calm and peaceful.

So later, while Bo Ye went to the company, Tang Shi completed the discharge procedures for herself. She cleaned up herself, wiped her wounds, and had plastic surgery and makeup. She was terriblely calm.

Just like the last rebirth of a dying person.

Tang Shi was very anxious when she was discharged from the hospital. She bought a cake on the way home. When she got home, she cleaned up the house. Then she cooked a table of dishes, placed the cake in the middle, inserted a candle, and then watched the candle burn all over quietly.

It seemed as if the burning was her life.

Tang Shi stared at the candle and whispered for a long time, "Happy birthday, brother."

Sorry, I was unable to celebrate your birthday with you... and your life will always be at the age of 27.

Tang Shi didn't cry, sat down and started eating by herself, then cut the cake and put it in a small piece. This portion was left for Tang Wei. If he knew that he hadn't been able to catch up with his uncle's birthday, he would definitely be making noise to eat the cake.

Tang Shi couldn't send it to the Bo family to Tang Wei, and she could no longer face Bo Ye.

Once faced with it, the uncontrollable pain and hatred deep in her heart will turn her into a devil, Bo Ye, the man who ruined her life, a nightmare that she could not escape with her strength!

Tang Shi was occupied by sadness and pain by thinking. From the initial shock and shock to the later hoarseness, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, resisting and stinging Bo Ye for the desperate pain.

Only at this time, when I was silent alone, the pain as delicate and huge as a tide was suddenly applied to her, the most helpless and desperate, but it was terrible.

It turns out that true despair is not crying, but being so lifeless.

Tang Shi's eyes turned red, and after eating, she packed up the table. She tried hard to laugh, but the corners of her mouth were too heavy. She finally sat back on the sofa and buried her head deep into her palm. She twitched her body, like a trapped beast, making a depressing roar.

It's like roaring through your own soul.

At this time, Tang Shi remembered someone, maybe this person could help her hand over the cake to Tang Wei, so Tang Shi touched her cell phone, but found that the phone had broken at the door of Bo's house, and she... had no communication tools on her body.

Tang Shi was silent for a long time and decided to go out. She picked a random phone in a mobile phone store downstairs and bought a new number. She went upstairs and returned home, found a business card, dialed the number and called it.

It took a long time to connect the opposite side. Fu Muzhong's voice sounded colder than usual. He asked, "Who is it?"

Tang Shi had many thoughts in her mind, and finally she said, "Fu Muzhong, it's me, I am Tang Shi."

The name Tang Shi seemed to touch a nerve in Fu Muzhong's mind. The man's eyes deepened and he asked subconsciously, "Why did you change this mobile phone number?"

"I..." Tang Shi didn't know how to explain, "My phone broke...at the door of Bo's house, I...I want to ask you for something..."

At the door of the Bo family?

Why are Tang poetry still entangled with Bo Ye when he has reached this point?

The anger that came from somewhere occupied Fu Muzhong's mind. No, he shouldn't have been angry at first. He is not such a person who is easily affected...
Chapter completed!
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