Su Ying had no idea what Tang Yiling was thinking. She wanted to speak and explain clearly to him, but she couldn't speak. All her words became squeaky and unclear.book
This alone was enough for her to escape from him by any means necessary...
About half an hour passed after Tang Yiling left the room.
Su Ying was alone in the room.
Looking at the familiar room, the familiar layout, and the huge wedding photo, she smiled so sweetly, but she didn't see a trace of sweetness. Because there was a lot of bitterness in her heart, knowing that he didn't love her, but she
The bitterness and melancholy of getting married.[
Two years later, when I saw it again, I couldn’t express my feelings!
Originally, she thought that when the two people met again, they would be strangers.
Now it seems that is not the case at all.
She could never figure out where she had offended him.
What is he angry about?
What does he hate? Who is he taking revenge on?
Speaking of hate, speaking of anger...
She felt that no one should be hated more than her, and no one should be revenged more...
Suddenly, she heard someone opening the door.
Su Ying couldn't help but frown, a trace of doubt flashed in her heart.
Because the voice when opening the door was very soft, and the steps were also very light. It was not like Tang Yiling, because he would not be so cunning.
The curtains in the room were closed, so the light was a little dim, but there was no problem seeing.
When this person appeared in front of Su Ying, Su Ying slowly raised the corners of his mouth with disdain and sympathy.
Mo Qier looked at her angrily, stretched out her hand to pull her hair, and cursed:
"Su Ying, you bitch, why do you want to come back? You want to provoke Brother Ling?! He is mine, he is mine now, and he will be mine in the future. You can never take it away! Never think about it! Die!"
No, don’t even think about it!..."
She was angry, but her voice was low,
It seems that I don’t want people outside to know.