Chapter 917

Tang poetry and Boye have always been a matter for the onlookers What about him and Wen Mingzhu?

No one knows what Wen Lizhi is thinking inside. Bo Ye can do anything to pave the way for Tang poetry. He thinks he can't do it. But at least, Wen Mingzhu's future must be in his hands.

That's why you're not going to get close to Wen Mingzhu!

When Wenli returned to the operating room, he heard a sound before he came near. It seemed that the operation was over.

Later, he saw that Tang Shi was the first to rush up and help, pushing the car together to push Wen Mingzhu out. Wen Mingzhu still has a needle on the back of her hand. She closes her eyes tightly. She is so fragile that when she touches her eyes, she will be destroyed.

Wen Li couldn't help laughing, so he laughed twice. Tang Shi is really a woman with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. She is more powerful than anyone when she says cruel words, but she is the first one to help when something goes wrong.

According to his secret network intelligence, Su Qi, the eldest and youngest of the Su family next door, and LAN Ming, the eldest of Fengshen group, seem to like her very much. After all, Tang Shi, a smart and capable woman who never makes trouble, is a little bit better than a bunch of big chested and brainless third rate goods outside.

Is it a pity that Bo Ye let this kind of woman go?

Wen Li stopped and watched them return to the ward. The attending doctor stood at the end of the bed and recorded Wen Mingzhu's body data. Then Tang Shi covered Wen Mingzhu with a quilt.

Wen Lizhi stood at the door and watched silently for a while until Wen Mingzhu slowly woke up and saw him standing at the door.

The woman shrunk, her eyelashes trembled, her mouth opened, but she didn't make a sound.

Wen Lizhi put his hands in his pockets and sneered, "not dead? I wish I didn't die. I tell you, next time I really want to die, I'll just be more ruthless. I'll waste my time and energy to find someone to save you. What a trouble? "

Wen Mingzhu never thought that when she woke up, she was faced with such sarcasm as Wen Lizhi.

A heart has not been put together, and in an instant fell to pieces.

Wen Mingzhu didn't speak. Tang Shi frowned and looked at the mottled scar on her hand, feeling a little sad.

How many women are there in the world Make the same silly, even sad, are reluctant to hurt others, can only stab themselves.

Wen Li said that and left, leaving Wen Mingzhu and Tang Shi silent in the ward. Then Tang Shi slowly opened his mouth and asked Wen Mingzhu, "does it hurt?"

Wen Mingzhu trembled, "no pain..."

"Don't lie to me." Tang Shi gently smiles and reaches out her hand to touch Wen Mingzhu's hair. Then she reaches out her other hand to Wen Mingzhu.

That eye, let Wen Mingzhu surprised slowly open wide eyes.

"It hurts, I know." Tang poetry tried to keep calm. "I know, pearl."

On the slender arm, on the arm of the hostess who once held up Bo's whole sky, there were several disgusting but indelible scars.

All of a sudden, Wen Mingzhu's eyes are sour, and she has an impulse to cry.

She turned to look at Tang Shi with tears in her eyes, "Why are you..."

"Young frivolous, made a fool, wrong people."

Tang Shi laughs, her eyebrows and eyes are full of pain. She shows Wen Mingzhu half of her broken finger, "just like you. So, don't hurt yourself any more, I know, it's very painful, take the courage to hurt yourself, face life and live, isn't it

The world kisses her with pain and asks her to sing in return.

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