The corners of his mouth sank, his face was dark, but there was a bit of oppression in his eyes. Novel rankings
He once said that her life would be worse than death, but is this the revenge he wants?
Thinking of her desperate tears just now and her pale and helpless expression, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart. This pain was like a needle, inserting into his heart bit by bit.
Heartache! You still feel sorry for her! Zhang Lang, you are hopeless!
A person who hurt you completely, you still feel sorry for him.[
You are a fragile man who can't even stop a woman's weak look. You act like a man.
But soon, he laughed at himself. It was not that his willpower was not strong enough, but that this woman was too good at gaining sympathy.
Just like before, she was acting nonchalantly in front of him, saying that she loved him, but behind her back she was discussing marriage with another man.
How could he be soft-hearted towards such a woman.
A self-deprecating smile escaped his lips, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out instantly.
Making a sharp turn, the car drove out of the parking lot and passed the club's gate.
The bright neon lights in front of the club were projected on his face, making his outline flicker.
As the car drove further and further away, watching the neon lights gradually dimming in the rearview mirror, his heart kept sinking...
Suddenly, he braked suddenly, and the car made a sharp noise on the road.
He immediately picked up the phone and dialed the bodyguard's number, "Pull that woman out for me."
No matter how much he hated her, he still couldn't overcome his conscience and pushed a woman into the arms of a beast.
He turned the steering wheel urgently, and the car made a sharp turn on the double solid line of the road and drove back.
As soon as he stopped in front of the club, he saw two figures walking out of the lobby.
Those are Wei Wenbo and Tian Mafan.
His eyes darkened in an instant, and his face turned cold.
Wei Wenbo pulled Tian Mafan out of the door and saw Zhang Lang standing there.
As soon as he walked over, he stretched out his hand and punched me.
Zhang Lang avoided him neatly.
"Zhang Lang, are you a man?..." Wei Wenbo scolded angrily.[
Zhang Lang looked straight at Tian Mafan and said coldly: "Whether I am a man, you would know better if you ask her."
Tian Mafan clutched the suit wrapped around her body tightly, her eyes were stern, and there was a kind of indifference in her eyes.
She didn't expect him to be so indifferent.
He hates her and will do anything to deal with her.
But how could he erase his conscience and treat her in such a cruel and ruthless way?
There is nothing more painful for a woman than having her body abused by others.
She looked back at him, pulled her lips, and said expressionlessly: "He is not a man."
The temperature on Zhang Lang's face immediately dropped to below zero, and his eyes were dark and gloomy, staring at her intently.
After a moment, he pressed his palms, turned around, walked into the car, and drove away. The car's taillights instantly disappeared into the night.
The night wind blew against his face, and Tian Mafan felt so cold, so cold...
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the next day.
Tian Mafan had just returned to the office when he saw a mountain of documents on his desk.
The secretary said: "Mr. Tian, this is a document sent from the head office. Mr. Zhang said that it should be returned to him for review before leaving get off work today."
Tian Mafan nodded and motioned for the secretary to go out.
She sat down, took a deep breath, and began to work hard.