Prison Marriage

Chapter 17 I Won't Let Go

"Then we're just brothers and sisters with different surnames who grew up together?" Tan Jin's voice rang clearly in his ears, and his angry expression stopped for a moment.

Tan Jin's father passed away when he was ten years old, and Grandpa He took him to He's house. He didn't move here from He's house until he got married with He Qingzhao. The two basically lived under the same roof every day except when they went out to study.

Childhood sweethearts, who is the childhood sweetheart with whom?

"Since you really only regarded me as your younger sister at the beginning, why did you marry me?" Tan Jin still smiled, her eyes were extremely dry, but she refused to cry.

In two years, how many tears should be shed.What's more, the relationship between him and her is not just two years, what's more, Tan Jin has never bothered to use tears to win over sympathizers.

"You still have the face to say this, if you hadn't designed that car accident, I would have married you?" The tone rose, and the disdain in the words no longer needed further explanation.

Tan Jin almost went crazy laughing.

She is beautiful, and the bigger the smile the more it brings out her beauty.

"Yes, I was the one who designed that car accident. It's a good deal to risk your life and change your marriage. There is nothing more cost-effective in this life."

"Tan Jin!" There was a hint of warning in He Qingmao's voice.

Tan Jin was still smiling, his vision finally blurred.

She remembered that when she woke up from the operation of the car accident, before she could enjoy the joy of being alive, the man pushed open the door of the ward, came over with a cold face, pinched her chin, and said word by word: "Since you can be so cruel, Use your own life to exchange this marriage, then I will fulfill you and give you my surname, and you will never want to be free in this life!"

Tan Jin's smile faded, she blinked, and warm liquid slid down her temples: "He Qingzhao, I don't want to be trapped for the rest of my life, let's end it. Let's go find grandpa, shall we?"

Seeing her tears, He Qingzhao's heart suddenly trembled. An inexplicable and long-lost pain rose from a strange place, but it shattered at her words.

"Mo Xiangbei is back, and you just want to end with me? Don't even think about it! Tan Jin, you should be trapped by my side in this life, and never want to be free!"

He Qingmao let go of her chin and got up quickly.

Tan Jin was stripped of his shirt, but he was neat and tidy, only his shirt was wrinkled and three buttons were undone. He still looked like a male god of abstinence.

He Qingmao didn't stay here any longer, turned around and left the room, and slammed the door loudly.

Tan Jin was lying on the bed, her vision was still blurred. After waiting for a while, when the tears finally dried up, and when her consciousness was finally pulled back from the void, she did not move.

The clothes had been ruined by He Qingzhang, so Tan Jin took them off and threw them into the trash can, and went into the bathroom expressionlessly, soaking in it for an hour.

When I came out, it was getting late, and not only was night falling outside, but also an impending storm.

Tan Jin fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, it was raining heavily outside, and Tan Jin was awakened by the pain in her left foot. She went to the cabinet next to the bed in the dark to look for medicine, but she couldn't find it.

She had no choice but to press the switch beside the bed, and the room suddenly became bright.

Tan Jin stretched out her hand to look for it, but when she saw the things on the cabinet, her movements suddenly stopped, and she suddenly remembered that it was not her own room, but He Qingzhao's room that was dragged up by He Qingzhao before!

This surprised Tan Jin very much.

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