Dying, she suddenly thought again that if she had been getting along well with Su Nuo all the time, she wouldn''t look down on her.


    With her friends, really to be sisters, everything is not the same again.


    Tang Yuling is dead.


    He Shurou originally thought Tang Haoran would go crazy. After all, he usually watched their father and daughter get along well.


    Tang Haotian even told her that Tang Yuling was his life.


    But Tang Yuling is dead now.


    What about Tang Haotian?


    In the next few days, he Shurou was always trembling. I didn''t know what Tang Haotian would do.


    However, unexpectedly... Tang Haotian was not crazy at all.


    He seemed more calm. He arranged for Tang Yuling to sleep by a beautiful river.


    Back in the apartment, Tang Haotian sat on the sofa, closed his eyes and didn''t know what to think.


    He Shurou went into the kitchen, rushed a cup of American ginseng and gently put it on Tang Haotian''s table.


    "Husband, have some tea."


    He Shurou gently called.


    Suddenly, Tang Haotian opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp and gloomy. He Shurou was startled and even screamed.


    "Sorry to scare you."


    Tang Haotian pinched his eyebrows and returned to his previous elegance.


    "You must be too tired. Have tea."


    He Shurou glanced at Tang Haotian angrily and took the tea on the table to Tang Haotian.


    Tang Haotian took it, didn''t drink it, and threw his backhand on he Shurou''s face.


    The hot water made he Shurou scream.


    She covered her face. As soon as she was ready to run to the bathroom, she felt her hair and was caught in the back.


    He Shurou couldn''t move. She stood and felt Tang Haotian pulling her scalp. She was numb with pain.


    "Husband, what are you doing?"


    He Shurou''s face was hot, and her scalp was painful to be torn off. Her tone was filled with tears, fear and prayer.


    Tang Haotian came up to her again, and his thin lips opened slightly.


    The tone was gentle and said: "Lingling is very cold and lonely below. Shall we go with her?"


    Obviously, it''s the same gentle tone as usual, but at this time, he Shurou feels cold on his back and creepy.


    "Husband, don''t do this. I''m afraid."


    He Shurou''s cheeks were stiff, and his voice was trembling.


    "Shh!"


    Tang Haotian hissed and frowned tightly.


    "Don''t quarrel, you''ll make a noise."


    He Shurou listened to what he said. The mixed voice trembled even more, and the tears couldn''t stop flowing down.


    He wasn''t like this before. Why did he suddenly become so terrible.


    "Husband, don''t do this. Shall I take you to see a doctor? Although Lingling is gone, you still have me. I will accompany you well."


    He Shurou doesn''t want to die yet, but now everything is suffocating her.


    Listening to what he Shurou said, Tang Haotian sneered. He released his hand and fiercely threw he Shurou to the ground.


    He Shurou was hit heavily on the ground. He was dizzy. Before he could make a sound, Tang Haotian stepped on his head and couldn''t move the next second.


    "Do you deserve it?"


    Tang Haotian''s mouth with a sneer, looked at he Shurou''s eyes, full of disdain.


    He Shurou sobbed and cried. His face was scalded by boiling water. Under his violence, he began to break his skin.


    His feet, stepping on her head, seemed to be cracked.


    But these external pains are not the most deadly.


    The most fatal thing is that his words are like late.


    "Why not? You said you loved me."


    He Shurou is heartbroken. He is a man full of joy. In his eyes, he is not worth mentioning.


    "I like you just casually. Marrying you is just because Lingling likes you and helps you open a studio, but also because Lingling likes dancing."


    Tang Yuling is dead. Tang Haotian feels dark and his eyes are dark.


    It seems that everything doesn''t matter.


    He Shurou was so trampled on her head that her eyes were helpless.


    Tears can''t help flowing down.


    I always thought I met true love, but I was regarded as an idiot.


    "If you take good care of Lingling, she will be safe all her life, and I will treat you well."


    Tang Haotian''s tone was gradually excited, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger.


    "But you hurt Lingling and she died."


    "You said, Lingling is dead. Why are you and I still alive?"


    Tang Haotian finished and smiled low again.


    "Ah, you''re a pervert. You''re sick."


    He Shurou was shocked. She couldn''t believe that the pillow man who had slept for more than ten years was such a devil.


    All this is really terrible.


    She can''t imagine.


    "Yes, I''m sick."


    Tang Haotian didn''t deny it again, smiled and nodded!


    He''s really sick, or he wouldn''t have married this stupid woman back.


    If he wasn''t ill, how could he give Lingling to her.


    Hehe, he is ill.


    Suddenly, he Shurou thought of an extremely terrible and disgusting thing.


    "You, you and Tang Yuling, you two..."


    With that, he Shurou wanted to retch.


    "You fart."


    In anger, Tang Haotian took away the foot that stepped on her head, lifted another foot and kicked it fiercely in her face.


    "Ah."


    He Shurou''s nose was kicked and broke. He was bleeding and swept his face.


    She felt that the bridge of her nose was broken by Tang Haotian.


    The piercing pain swept through her body and made her tremble.


    "I told you not to talk, okay?"


    Tang Haotian looked ferocious, as if he had been insulted, and kicked her one foot after another.


    "Lingling is the child I had with my favorite woman. She is the crystallization of our love. When my favorite woman died, I was going to die, but she said I wanted to live well for Lingling."


    "Do you understand?"


    Tang Haotian said that, holding he Shurou''s collar in one hand, he lifted her up.


    "I survived because of my spirit."


    "But now Lingling is dead?"


    "Ah..." he Shurou was clutching his neck, some could not breathe, his eyes kept turning up, and his hands began to dance.


    Gradually, he Shurou closed her eyes, and her hands hung down and stopped moving.


    "Do you understand?"


    Tang Haotian asked again. He Shurou''s answer hasn''t been heard yet.


    "Pa." Once, a heavy slap on the face of he Shurou.


    "Do you understand?"