Variety show becomes popular after divorcing the whole network

Chapter 138 138. Her heart was broken into pieces by her tears

"Mr. Shen, do you have any other instructions?"

"My Tangtang is a low-key person and doesn't like to rely on family, so I hope that Young Master Han and I met here today. I hope Young Master Han can keep it a secret for us."

The implication is that his relationship with Wen Tang should not be revealed.

Han Xiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"I understand, please don't worry, Mr. Shen."

As Han Xiao spoke, his eyes were dim and a little astringent.

After Director Han Xiao and Director Wu left, the coldness on Shen Shuyan's face faded a little, and he said to Li Mo beside him: "Call the attending doctor here. I have something to ask him."

"Okay, President."

Li Mo turned around and left, feeling in his heart——

Is the iron tree in bloom?

This was the first time that he had seen his big boss declare his sovereignty like this, saying "my wife" and "my Tangtang" all the time, as if he was afraid that others might not hear clearly.

He didn't seem to be the one who dared to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the divorce certificate in two days.

Tsk tsk tsk!
A man’s heart is like a needle in the sea!
He found that he could no longer read his president's mind.

Wen Tang dreamed again.

In the dream, she was held in someone's arms covered in blood and walked out of the palace step by step.

She didn't know where that person was going to take her, but she only knew that that person's embrace made her feel extremely at ease.

Ahead, there was heavy fog, covering the road ahead in white.

She didn't know how long it took, but the fog dispersed, and she saw the familiar Mahavira Palace again.

It’s still the familiar three thousand stone steps.

The difference is that this time, she is not a bystander, but an authority.

She was held by the man and walked up the stone steps step by step.

……

Later, the loud Buddhist sound sounded——

"In exchange for a life, you will have no chance in the next life. If she remembers you, you will die."

"My disciple only hopes that she will be free from illness and disaster, and be happy and happy in the next life. She does not need to remember it."

"Amitabha."

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to be lifted up by the clouds and suspended in mid-air. She saw the man pick up the sword at his waist and kill himself in front of the temple.

The bright red blood wetted his black robe, and finally he slowly fell down in front of her horrified eyes.

"No! Mr. Hou! Mr. Hou!"

"Amitabha!"

"..."

At that moment, Wen Tang could only feel the heart-torn despair in his heart, which was painful and sad.

"Master Hou..."

Shen Shuyan sat beside Wen Tang's bed, seeing her so fragile for the first time.

She was no longer as calm and calm as when she said "it's all small things" in front of him, and was as fragile as a fragile doll.

He looked at her furrowed brows, and the heart-wrenching despair and desolation that gradually appeared on her face made his heart sour and filled with inexplicable panic.

Immediately afterwards, he saw tears slowly flowing out of the corners of her eyes.

"Wen Tang..."

He was frightened by her behavior, his brows were furrowed, and his heart ached with pain.

Wen Tang slowly opened her eyes, and dimly, she saw the face of the person in the dream.

"Master Hou..."

She raised her hand to touch the face, and the next second, her hand was gently held.

Very real touch. She seemed to have caught him, she had finally caught him.

"Does it hurt?"

she heard the man ask her.

Wen Tang nodded, tears welling up in his eyes again: "It hurts, it hurts too much."

A big hole was torn out of my heart, and the cold wind kept pouring in. How could it not hurt?

It was the first time that Shen Shuyan saw Wen Tang crying like this in front of him. The raging tears burst out of his eyes and hit his heart hard.

His heart, which had never fluctuated, was broken into pieces by her tears, and it was burning hot.

He slowly stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, leaned down and whispered in her ear:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He gently wrapped Wen Tang's gauze-covered hand. He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting her again.

"Master Hou... don't... Master Hou..."

He watched Wen Tang's lips tremble violently, trying his best to speak, but at this moment, her voice seemed to be pinched, making it difficult for him to hear her clearly.

But the increasingly obvious pain and sadness on her face made his heart ache even more.

He didn't understand what could make a person like Wen Tang, who could remain calm even when faced with an internet attack, show such a look of pain and despair.

What on earth is she saying?
He leaned down and got closer to her, and vaguely heard her shouting——

"Master Hou... don't... Master Hou..."

Mr. Hou?

Who is the Marquis?

Shen Shuyan frowned.

This title was so classic. Did he hear it wrong, or was it just a nightmare that Wen Tang had.

Regardless of whether it was the former or the latter, Shen Shuyan didn't think much about it. He just raised his hand and gently covered her cold forehead. Gradually, Wen Tang's mood seemed to calm down, and the pain on his face gradually dissipated, and he finally returned. For peace.

Coming out of the ward, Shen Shuyan's face was already stained with a cold color.

"Mr. Shen, are you looking for me?"

Wen Tang's attending doctor followed Li Mo and walked over with a bit of anxiety and caution on his face.

Shen Shuyan raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, tried his best to sound gentle, and asked:
"Dr. Chen, how is my wife's condition?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen. Mrs. Shen's hand will be fine after the surgery. She just needs to take a good rest in the future."

"How was her injury at that time?"

"When Mrs. Shen was sent to the hospital, she had already received emergency treatment at a lower-level hospital. However, I have seen the wound. Fortunately, Mrs. Shen took initial defense before falling down. In addition, the agricultural threshing machine was manually stepped on. The speed is not very fast, otherwise Mrs. Shen’s hands... may not be able to be saved. "

After Dr. Chen finished speaking, he glanced at Shen Shuyan carefully and saw that his face was extremely ugly, as cold as dripping water.

Doctor Chen and Li Mo stood aside tremblingly, not daring to say a word.

After a long while, Shen Shuyan finally said: "Li Mo."

"exist."

"Is that person now at the police station?"

The person Shen Shuyan was talking about was the anchor who pushed Wen Tang into the threshing machine.

After Wen Tang was sent to the hospital, those fans of Anya'er were frightened and fled the scene. However, the anchor who pushed Wen Tang was directly controlled by the program team and was then twisted and sent to the hospital. He went to the police station and is still being held there.

"This person is left to you to deal with. You know what to do, right?"

"Don't worry, CEO, I'll do it right away."

As Shen Shuyan's senior personal assistant, Li Mo immediately understood Shen Shuyan's intention, turned around and left.

Doctor Chen on the side felt the coercion emanating from Shen Shuyan, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and did not dare to say a word.

He knew that the female internet celebrity who hurt Mrs. Shen was probably going to die.

At this time, Dr. Chen suddenly thought of a sentence in his mind -

When the king was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.