Give you heartbeat, return to hell

Under the dim light, Tang Wanjun lay motionless on the sofa, her complexion was as pale as paper, only her thick eyelashes were covered there like crow's wings, which made people feel shocking no matter how they looked at it.

"Fu Yunshen, because of you, I don't even have a child of my own."

The wry smile on Tang Wanjun's face became ferocious, she half-closed her eyes to cover up the emotion in her eyes, "That's right, a person like you won't spare even a small life, how can you pity me."

"What is there for you to be pitied?" Fu Yunshen pinched Tang Wanjun's jaw and forced her to look directly at him, "How do I know whose child the child is?"

Tang Wanjun stretched out her hand to brush her hair, stared straight at Fu Yunshen's almost fiery eyes, and moved her head forward.

"Yes, it's a wild species, not yours."

Tang Wanjun said word by word, she knew how to provoke Fu Yunshen is the easiest way.

Since he must decide the outcome, she will accompany him to the end.

"Tang Wanjun, I think you want to die."

Fu Yunshen's hand quickly slipped down on her slender neck, and Tang Wanjun's eyelashes were covered with tears. She became Fu Yunshen's palm for the second time tonight.

He really made a killing move this time. When Fu Yunshen's hand covered his neck, Tang Wanjun's lips squirmed slightly, like a dying fish that had just been pulled onto the shore by a fishing line, and a revolving lantern appeared in front of his eyes. At that moment, she looked weakly at Fu Yunshen in front of her and suddenly smiled with the corners of her mouth twitching.

Seeing Tang Wanjun's smile, he couldn't help but take off some of the strength in his hands.

What tricks is this woman playing again?
"Fu Yunshen, I beg you for the last time, kill me." Tang Wanjun's tone trembled slightly.

"You want me to fulfill you? Good."

Fu Yunshen stared at the large bruises on Tang Wanjun's neck, exerted strength with his hands again, he could feel the pulse beating wildly there, as long as he exerted a little more force, the woman under his hand would be crushed to pieces.

Tang Wanjun closed her eyes tightly and stopped struggling...

It wasn't until the body of the woman under him began to tremble uncontrollably that Fu Yunshen loosened his grip.

"Do you think it's okay if you die? It's so naive."

Fu Yunshen stood up, and looked at Tang Wanjun, who was paralyzed in front of the sofa and dying, by the light in the box.

Tang Wanjun just happened to be looking at him intently, a beam of light hit her face, and Fu Yunshen suddenly felt that the person in front of him became strange.

The former Tang Wanjun also often looked at her like this, but the deep affection in his eyes made him sick.

But now Tang Wanjun's eyes were pitch black, as if he had lost the light, and he couldn't see anything inside.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silence in the box.

"Rourou, what's the matter?"

After the man picked up the phone, his tone was completely different from the fierce and violent one just now.

"Brother Yunshen, where are you now? There's so much thunder outside, I'm a little scared, can you come and accompany me?"

"I'm the only one in the hospital... I'm afraid, I'll wait for you in the old house, okay?"

Tang Rou's tone became weaker and weaker, and she asked again with a touch of probing.

"I'm dealing with some things in the company right now, and I'll be with you in a while." Fu Yunshen lied without even blinking.

Tang Wanjun not only remembered the night when she called him to ask him when he would be home.

"It's disgusting."

Recalling those years when she humbled herself, she couldn't help laughing mockingly.

On the other end of the phone, Tang Rou seemed to hear a woman's voice beside Fu Yunshen, and she unconsciously clenched the phone tightly.

"Yun Shen, aren't you in the company? Why do I seem to hear a woman's laughter?"

"No, you heard it wrong." Fu Yunshen said without burden.

"I believe in you, you have to remember to go home at night."

"Ah."

"By the way, remember to bring an umbrella and wear more clothes when you leave the company. It's raining heavily outside, so be careful of catching cold."

"Ah."

The heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and the pain was screaming wantonly.

"Fu Yunshen, how many years have we known each other?" Tang Wanjun looked at the ceiling blankly, more like asking himself.

Fu Yunshen stood there straight, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, and did not answer.

"Ten years." Tang Wanjun shook her head, tears running down the corners of her eyes.

When she met Fu Yunshen for the first time that summer, she gave herself and the scorching sun in her heart to this man.

Whether it is the future encounter or the subsequent family marriage, she has planned it in her heart for a long time.

All the coincidences in the world are not accidental encounters.

How can there be any unexpected encounters.

It's just that no matter how precise her plan is, there will always be a detour. At the beginning of the plan, she probably never dreamed that Fu Yunshen's heart could be so cruel.

Of course she loves him very much, how can a person who has been carefully on the tip of his heart for ten years say that he doesn't love him if he doesn't love him.

Tang Wanjun suddenly raised her head and burst into tears and laughter. In the end, she still couldn't compare to Tang Rou, who intervened in their marriage halfway.

She suddenly stretched out her hand to Fu Yunshen, but she couldn't even touch the corner of the man's clothes, so the man avoided him with eyes full of disgust.

Tang Wanjun's hand scratched in mid-air in vain, as if trying to grasp the love that never existed.

"madman!"

Fu Yunshen looked at the woman who was lying on the sofa, smiling even uglier than crying, and cursed deeply.

Seeing the back of the man in front of him leaving without the slightest nostalgia, Tang Wanjun laughed more and more intensely.

I don't know how long she laughed in the box, Tang Wanjun lost her strength, she just lay quietly on the sofa, like a piece of white paper that was ravaged and torn.

"Hi lady, the time reserved for the box has arrived, do you need to continue?"

The waiter knocked on the door and politely stood at the door to ask.

"no need."

Tang Wanjun opened her mouth to answer, but found that her voice was hoarse from the air conditioner, like a leaky bellows.

She propped herself up to sit up on the sofa and began to look for her handbag.

The cell phone and everything are in the bag.

Finally, at the corner of the table, she found her dirty black handbag, half of which was soaked in the red wine spilled on the floor.

"I'm really sorry that I made you like this." Tang Wanjun took out a few pieces of paper from the table and carefully wiped the wine stains on the bag.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Tang Wanjun repeated these words over and over again.

I don't know whether to say it to the bag in my hand, or to the entire Tang Corporation, or to my humble self.

Finally, she took a deep breath, threw the ball of paper into the trash can, and left the place without looking back.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. When she went out, she saw that the sky had cleared up, so she didn't bring an umbrella. The cold air began to flow out along the joints of her bones. Her lips, which were black and blue due to lack of oxygen, were now a little cracked.

The clothes on her body were already wet, and her cold eyes began to swell, and when she reached out to hug her tightly, she accidentally touched the ring on the belly of her ring finger.

Her eyes followed the feeling of her fingertips and looked over feebly. The wedding between her and Fu Yunshen was very perfunctory, and he even failed to accompany her through the entire wedding process.