Chapter 135

Since New Zealand came back from old John's, Tong Zimei suffered from "banquet phobia". When she heard that there was a banquet, Tong Zimei's heart could not help jumping up.

Although she was dressed in Chinese clothes, she felt lonely and out of tune with the people around her. Tong Zimei would never forget it. It was like an ugly duckling suddenly came to a group of swans. It was like Cinderella in crystal shoes before 12 o'clock. She would be beaten back to her original shape after 12 o'clock. She didn't want to experience the taste again.

She is just an ordinary woman, she does not belong to the upper class society.

Her hesitation fell in Tang Chenghan's eyes, but it had a different meaning.

As if he had expected that Tong Zimei would say that, his lips began to sneer, "what can't deal with it? You're afraid you won't be able to cope with snin, are you

"Strychnine?" Hearing this familiar name, Tong Zimei eyebrows pick, surprised asked, "who is the Secretary Ning?"

This comes, Tang Chenghan is to admire Tong Zimei's acting skills, "you actually forget your old lover's name?"

Although Tong Zimei's face was slightly red, he still shook his head, "I don't know what you're talking about. I really don't know what sining is."

Tang Chenghan really didn't have the patience to talk to her again. He said directly, "Si Ning, the direct grandson of the chairman of Nanshan Group - you may not know this, but when you were sitting in a car hand in hand with him, didn't you even ask the name of the other party?"

It turns out that he is Si Ning. Tong Zimei's face turns white, and the coffee pot in his hand is almost unstable.

"Ha ha," Tang Chenghan said with a smile, looking at Tong Zimei's white face. "It seems that money is good for a woman to go with you without asking your name and your origin, but --"

Tang Chenghan got up slowly, pinched Tong Zimei's chin in one hand, and the evil in his eyes flashed by, "you tell me, it's like selling yourself How are you sold? What's the difference? "

When he heard the word "sell", the coffee pot in Tong Zimei's hand fell to the ground. After several somersaults on the floor, the brown coffee flowed all over the floor and splashed on Tong Zimei's feet.

Coffee is very hot, Tong purple eyebrow pain brow tight wrinkle, but try to resist.

Tang Chenghan pinched his chin and had to look into Tang Chenghan's eyes, which were filled with layers of fog.

Sell? How well said?

In the past, she refused to turn around in front of Tang Chenghan. In his eyes, didn't she sell her feelings? Didn't you sell your self-esteem?

He didn't know that Sinan at all, and he humiliated himself just because he took it for granted that he had a dew marriage with Sinan and was abandoned mercilessly?

Yes, it's all about selling yourself.

Such an idea, like a merciless steel needle, goes deep into the bone marrow. Tong Zimei almost has to stand unsteadily because of the pain.

Tang Chenghan's face is blurred in Tong Zimei's eyes, and then blurred. Finally, big tears fall down his face.

In the light of tears, I can't see Tang Chenghan's face clearly any more, and I can't even see the astonishment and pain in his evil eyes.

……

Tang Chenghan drove out of the Banshan villa alone. His inexplicable irritability made him have to untie his tie on his shirt, so that he could breathe more freely.

The light of the car dispelled the darkness in front of him, but it couldn't dispel her crying and helplessness in his mind.

Did she cry just now? yes.

She didn't cry before, didn't she cry when she was forced into bed?

That's different. Don't you see the despair in her eyes?

What's the difference?

I'm so desperate.

Desperation is desperation. It's self seeking, isn't it?

Her heart has been broken, why can't you be tolerant to her? Are you going to kill her?

How could she die

At the moment, Tang Chenghan's mind, it seems that there are two villains are fiercely debating, one mercilessly, one is to regret.

Tang Chenghan only felt that his head was expanding rapidly, as if it was going to explode.

He swung the steering wheel and the car turned back to the villa.

Although the door of the villa was open, the bedroom on the second floor was dark.

At this time, Tong Zimei was lying on his back in a mess. On his tender face, where tears had already dried up, his big empty eyes were staring at the ceiling, but he could see nothing except the darkness.

The light outside the villa is very bright. Occasionally, it is reflected into the room through a corner of the curtain that has been blown open by the wind, marking a strange light on the wall of the night.

In addition to the pain after being asked just now, Tong Zimei didn't have any other feelings.

No thinking, no perception.

Except for the slightly heavy breathing sound that made her feel alive, other feelings made her think that she was no different from a walking corpse.In the silent darkness, a sudden loneliness and loneliness surrounded her. It seemed that there were countless huge black hands hidden in the surrounding darkness, reaching out to her together.

Then, she felt that her throat was tightly held. She was scared to escape and struggled, but she could not escape the powerful black hand. She felt that she could not breathe and was about to suffocate

"Help! Help

A sudden call startled Tang Chenghan who was walking towards the bedroom in the corridor.

When he heard the voice coming from Tong Zimei's room, the only thought in his mind was that she might have an accident.

He didn't think much about it. He quickly ran forward, raised his foot and directly kicked open the door and rushed in.

By the shadowy light outside the window, Tang Chenghan sees Tong Zimei on the bed writhing and talking nonsense.

He stepped forward, lifted Tong Zimei from the bed and held him in his arms, then turned on the lamp quickly.

As soon as the light came on, he saw the situation in the room.

There was nothing in the room, but Tong Zimei's eyes were closed, his face was flushed, and his hair was wet with sweat on his forehead.

"Wake up, wake up! What's the matter with you? " Tang Chenghan shakes the person in his arms and wakes Tong Zimei who is still in a nightmare with a slight but urgent cry. She opens her eyes vaguely and looks at Tang Chenghan for a long time. Then she leans tightly into his arms and sobs, "I'm afraid, I'm so afraid..."

It turned out to be a nightmare.

Tang Chenghan's face was relaxed, and his body was soft and fragrant. He could not help but strengthen his embrace. Maybe his words were too heavy, he thought to himself.