Chapter 283

Tang Qingge listened to him 'little animals' one by one, and his eyes became cold. "I am an animal. What are you? An old animal?"

"You!"

"You drugged my wine cup, found a reporter to encircle me, harmed my reputation, and stepped on my shoulder to pave the way for Tang Mengqian. Compared with what you have done to me, these are just light. Now you just let your 'philanthropist' vest fall off, and you can't stand it?"

"I can safely become Miss Tang because my mother is the owner of the villa and because the Tang Group is my mother's dowry. At best, you have only contributed a sperm. Your contribution is so great. I can only repay you so much!"

"Tang Qingge!" Tang Chengguo angrily said, "don't forget what virtue you are. You weren't afraid of me to tell you what happened five years ago, and you've been in the entertainment industry since then?"

"If you dare to do that, I will dare to tell the police what tangmengqian and linfengya have done to me. It is too early to say who will be kicked out of the entertainment industry!"

Tang Chengguo's eyes were red and he was trembling with anger. "Don't talk nonsense!"

"My nonsense? Dare you say you don't know these things?"

Don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Tang Qingge sneered, "don't forget, you still owe me a life. Do you sleep well every day after your death? You must have dreamed of him! Did he ask you in his dream why you didn't save me and why you didn't save me?"

Tang Chengguo's pupil shrinks. "Shut up!"

"Do you still remember what he looked like? Do you still remember that he was lying on the bed, staring at you, looking at you with hatred and resentment, but you just refused to save him. You killed him!"

"Tang Chengguo, are you guilty? Is it comfortable to step on your son's body and get the title of philanthropist? You must remember my mother's appearance before she died? How can you be a philanthropist after doing so much good? Are you not afraid of being beaten to death by lightning?"

The voice of Tang Qingge was like a ghost, which wound around Tang Chengguo's heart. Linghan was steep, and every word was like a sharp knife, which pierced his heart, making his face blue and extremely ugly.

He shouted excitedly, "it wasn't me. I didn't kill him!"

At this moment, the comments of all people flashed on the screen, and the lit screen reflected Tang Chengguo's face more terrible than ghosts.

"Can he sleep now? That's his only son. I really don't know what it is that he can save his son but doesn't. is he willing to watch his incense burn off?

"Cold blooded and ruthless, such a person should go to hell! Pull out his tongue!"

"Tang Chengguo, do you sleep well when you dream back at midnight? Won't you have nightmares when your son comes to you?"

He glanced at it, as if Tang was dying. The scene was deeply engraved in his mind. Tang grabbed his clothes at the moment before he died and stared at him, as if he resented why he didn't save him.

And Tang Qingge's mother. They both looked at him with bitter eyes.

Tangchengguo threw away his mobile phone in a daze. The whole person trembled and was greatly frightened.

"Cheng Guo, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me? What's the matter with you?"

Linfengya was scared. Tang Chengguo curled up on the ground with his back arched like a shrimp. When he looked at Lin Fengya, he seemed to be more frightened. His lips trembled and shouted, "go away, don't touch me! Don't touch me!"