Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Chapter 200 Heartbreaking

"Tang Shuya, if you are going to get married, you must tell me. I will tell you honestly that if you marry another woman, I will not keep the child."

Ling Zhen's words echoed in Tang Shuya's ears.

Qing Palace...

She actually had the baby aborted!

How dare she?

How dare she?

So she came here today in a hospital gown, wanting to tell him the news, right?

Tang Shuya's dark eyes were covered with layer upon layer of coldness, and there was uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

Han Su looked at Tang Shuya and said, "Mr. Tang, do you want me to check if there is any inside story?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Shuya growled, somewhat uncontrollably, in a rare moment of panic: "What are you investigating? What's her inside story? Did someone point a gun at her and force her to have an abortion?"

Han Su was silent for a moment, his tone unable to tell whether he was happy or angry. "But after all, you were the one who deceived her first."

Tang Shuya's peach blossom eyes behind the glasses flickered slightly, and he slowly turned his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Han Su with some surprise.

"Are you dissatisfied with me? Or are you standing up for her?"

Han Su has always been a man of few words. He only carries out Tang Shuya's orders and never talks nonsense about his private affairs.

This was the first time Han Su expressed his opinion clearly.

Han Su lowered his head, his expression remained calm and composed, "I dare not."

Tang Shuya raised his hand and took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers, then slowly exhaled, looking at Han Su through the smoke, "How is she doing now?"

"When he was taken to the hospital, he was already unconscious and the doctor said he had to stay in the hospital for observation."

Tang Shuya held a cigarette between his lips and tapped his fingers on the table. He then heard Han Su speak again, "Mr. Tang, please forgive me for saying so much. Why don't we take this opportunity to set Miss Ling free..."

"Freedom? Why should I let her go free? Now she's killed my child! I haven't settled the score with her yet!"

Tang Shuya's face was full of gloom, and there was a hint of irritation in his tone.

His engagement with Yu Jiaruo was just a temporary solution, and they were still a long way from getting married.

Is she so anxious?

Are you so anxious that you just abort the child without even listening to his explanation?

Han Su lowered his brows and remained silent.

Tang Shuya raised his hand, and Han Su tactfully retreated.

He looked at Han Su's back, his eyes narrowed by the smoke, and his eyes were dark and unclear.

……

Ling Zhen had a nightmare.

She dreamed of that day as if she were in hell.

I dreamed of Lan Ze’s cold face and the nurse’s ferocious face.

The next second, the two of them turned into bull-headed and horse-faced messengers of hell.

She saw them holding sickles high, approaching step by step, cutting open her belly inch by inch in front of her, and reaching into her body to take out a ball of steaming, bloody meat.

She seemed to hear the child's shrill cry.

He was a soft mass of white flesh, constantly oozing blood. He had no facial features, but he could still question her at the top of his voice.

Mom, why don’t you want me!

Mom, why don’t you protect me?

Mom, I hate you, I hate you, I don’t want a mother like you…

Ling Zhen wanted to move his lips and teeth, wanting to explain, wanting to apologize, but he couldn't say anything. His throat felt like it was choked by a fishbone, as if a small knife was cutting the mucous membrane of his throat, causing constant pain.

Tears rolled down like a dam bursting.

She wanted to see him, to touch him.

Even in her dream, she knew clearly that it was impossible and she had lost him, but she still wanted to see him again.

Even if it's just a glance, just a glance...

She struggled to run over, and just as her fingertips touched the soft flesh, the scene changed and she was in a gorgeous scene.

Not far away, a couple was getting married.

It’s Tang Shuya.

The bride's face was covered by the veil, and her features could not be seen clearly.

She acted like a mad woman, making a scene without caring about anything, so Tang Shuya ordered people to stop her.

She wrapped the small lump of meat in a tissue and tremblingly and carefully held it in front of Tang Shuya.

She cried, "Tang Shuya, our child, our child is gone..."

Tang Shuya glanced at the blood-stained rotten flesh in the tissue and immediately turned his face away in disgust.

Then, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his tone was cold and fierce, "Ling Zhen, do you think I really love you? I don't care about you, so how can I care about the child in your belly? I've played with you from head to toe, and I'm tired of sleeping with you."

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, Ling Yuan's body kept falling down, the surroundings were pitch black, with no end, as if he was in a bottomless abyss.

Ling Zhen suddenly woke up, raised his hand and touched his face, and felt tears.

She smiled self-deprecatingly and rubbed her chest, still feeling a lingering fear.

I told myself to cry as much as I could, because my tears would eventually dry up, because my beating heart would eventually stop.

When that day comes, she will no longer shed a tear for him, and her heart will no longer beat for him.

She cried so hard that there was a big wet mark on her pillow.

I cried until I was out of breath, cried until I was exhausted, cried until my heart was broken, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day of hospitalization.

Yu Jiaruo came to the hospital to see Ling Ruo.

She was wearing Chanel and had delicate makeup on her face. Her face still had some baby fat that hadn't completely faded away. Her face was full of collagen and overflowing with youthfulness.

Ling Zhen recognized Yu Jiaruo at a glance. In comparison, her brows were full of fatigue, her face was pale, her lips were pale, and her eyes were dull.

"I heard you were in the hospital, so I came to see you."

Yu Jiaruo smiled happily, with the attitude of a winner.

Ling Zhen felt that his whole body was a little hot and his limbs were weak. He must have a fever.

But Ling Zhen didn't even look at Yu Jiaruo. He let his fine bangs cover his eyebrows and eyes, lowered his eyelashes, and looked at his fingertips.

Yu Jiaruo crossed her arms, curled her lips, and tutted. "You didn't think Tang Shuya would come looking for you again, did you? You messed up our engagement, made Tang Shuya a laughing stock in the circle, and brought shame to the Tang family. He's already doing you the greatest favor by letting you lie here."

"Do you think I don't know what you're planning? Don't you even look at your own status? I've seen a lot of women like this. Do you think a man will treat you differently just because he sleeps with you a few more times? You think you can be honored by having a son? Bah!"

"Look, this is retribution. You thought someone would want you just because you were pregnant with their child? Ling Zhen, you're so stupid. I told you that I'm Tang Shuya's fiancée now, and I'll be his wife sooner or later."

"And you? Humph, a sleeping companion who exposed her scandal to the world. Now no man dares to want you!"

"Have you said enough?"

Ling Yuanren was very weak and spoke in a feeble voice.

Her face was very pale, as if covered with a layer of frost, but her almond-shaped eyes were as cold as ice, emitting a cold glow.

Her gaze made Yu Jiaruo slightly stunned, and then her face suddenly became ugly.