His Vengeful Ex-Wife

Sophie didn't expect that Tang poetry would ask back. For a moment, she didn't know what to say to refute.

Leng for a long time, she came back to mind, "you What's your attitude? Without our family to help you, you want to escape from the thin night's fingers, impossible? "

"Then I don't have to listen to you."

Tang Shi held his hands in front of his chest and sneered, "I don't need your help. I've always come here alone. I don't rely on anyone!"

Sophie was shocked by the words of Tang poetry, and the next second she saw the woman sneering.

She also looks very beautiful when she sneers. Such a woman has the charm that made all the men in Haicheng boil at that time. Later, she married Bo Ye, just like a superstar falling and fading.

She said, "I think you're ridiculous. If you want to chase Bo Ye, why do you want to go? Or are you afraid of me from the bottom of your heart, afraid of me, and feel inferior to me, so that you can come up with this idea and think that you can control me in this way? "

Sophie was forced to say nothing by Tang poetry. She stepped back a few steps and murmured, "you're bullshit! What can I not compare with you? Don't be unkind, when the studio is blocked by Bo Ye, you don't know where to cry! "

"Cry wherever you go." Tang Shi squinted and laughed, "I will not shed a tear in front of you."

Sophie gritted her teeth, a beautiful little face flushed with anger, "Tang Shi, what are you pretending to be! When Bo Ye doesn't want you, you don't know how miserable you are! "

"Yes." Tang Shi took her words and laughed at herself, "when he doesn't want me, I can't compare with a dog. Sophie, don't go my way

Tang poetry, once desperate to pursue Bo Ye, even took the initiative to marry him in exchange for his family background. After waking up from her dream, she was alone, and only the walls of the prison opened her eyes.

"You Don't be hypocritical here Sophie was so angry that she trembled. "Well, since you're so capable, I'll see how long you'll last!"

Tang poetry did not speak, drooping eyes.

Sophie suddenly laughed again, "ah, by the way, I went back to Boye's house and saw his son."

At the mention of the word "son", Tang Shi suddenly raised her head, her eyes shining like the cold light of a blade. She said in a painful voice, "do you see him?"

Bo Ye, Bo Ye, you ask me to set up the image of a good mother outside, but you bring all those women back home! If Tang Wei saw this, how disappointed his young heart would be!

Sophie finally saw a little out of control of Tang poetry and raised the corner of her mouth with pride, "yes, my son seems to be five or six years old. It's very pitiful of you to love brother ye for so long. As a result, other people's children are so big. Ha ha ha, when you were in prison, maybe they had a good time with their son and the three members of the family! "

It seems that Sophie doesn't know that Tang Wei was born of Tang poetry. She only knows that Bo Ye has an illegitimate son.

But even if it's an illegitimate child, as long as it's Bo Ye's son, no one dares to look down on him.

Tang poetry tightly clenched his fingers, maintained his sense, and tried to make his voice sound less flustered - but all this was in vain. Tang poetry can be hard hearted, can not enter, only in the face of things related to Tang Wei will lose control.

That's her only problem

Tang Shi stares at Sophie. When she sees the arrogant smile on a woman's face, she just feels so dazzling.

How's your son doing in the Bo family?

Tang Shi resisted the shaking of his voice, "have you finished? Please go after that. The studio has no spare time for people like you. "

She said she was idle?

After listening to it, Sophie wanted to break out again. She just saw Tang Shi and pleased her. She hooked her lips and walked out of the studio like a winner. Tang Shi's eyes were cold and long behind her. At that moment, the hatred in her eyes was as fierce as thin night.

******

on a day when there was no progress, all the cooperation plans went down in the ocean, and there was no response to the invitation sent out. Tang Shi leaned back in his chair, and so quietly shrunk himself into a group. Tang Yi went out on a business trip, but this project is not expected to come down.

What to do Is that the end?

No

She raised her right hand, and the mottled scars and broken thumb came into view. These wounds were stinging her anytime and anywhere. Even if it has been healed, there is no bleeding, the old wounds left behind will always be dull pain in her body.

The darkness of the past reminds her all the time how crazy she was.

How bright the original love is, how fierce the hatred is now. Tang Shi's right hand can't lift heavy objects, even if he clenches his fist. But Rao is so, the woman still tightly clenched the fist, even if trembling, still exhausted the strength.

Can't be defeated, can't be defeated again With her other hand empty, she took out the pill and swallowed it in water. Tang Shi sat in front of the computer, breathing deeply, seizing the clothes on her chest, as if it could let the extra air into her lungs.But in vain.

My chest is so stuffy and oppressive that I can hardly breathe.

Tears mixed with pain surged out of the body at this time. Tang poetry gave out a whimper like a trapped animal.

How can I save you and myself?

I once saw a saying, "the most regretful thing in my life is that the person who pushed me to hell also took me to heaven. "

however, Tang Shi thought that Bo ye had never taken her to heaven, so she directly sent her to hell. He gave her everything, the root of her pain. There is not a trace of tenderness at all.

It's because she's too naive to open her eyes. Until now, she still lives in the shadow of the thin night.

Sophie walked away without closing the door. Maybe this kind of young lady has never been used to it. Generally, there will be a waiter behind her to automatically close the door. So when she left, the door of the studio opened so wide that it was about winter, and the cold wind roared in.

The thin draft on the table was rattled by the wind. Tang Shi was trapped in the middle of the sofa with a morbid pallor on her face. She slowly looked out of the door until the night was getting dark. She knew that she had lost the strength to close the door, just as she did not dare to face the thin night.

The night wind is very cold, mixed with the sigh of who I don't know, around every corner of the city. It has witnessed countless human feelings, but always come and go without a trace, in addition to time and temperature, nothing to take away.