Three years of love

Chapter 106 Who Designs Who (6)
"Ok."

"In addition, Dean Tian, ​​please help me transfer Miss Cheng to the special protection area."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

After such words, Dean Tian could guess Cheng Mu'an's position in Tang Zhanyang's heart no matter how stupid he was.

How dare you miss half a minute of time?

I hurriedly went to order in person, and arranged the best nursing care for those who were transferred to the ward, and watched them 24 hours a day.I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll make a mistake.Shocked and frightened, he still remembers the viciousness of Tang Zhanyang's punch just now and the awe-inspiring aura exuding from his whole body.

"Yang, have you come to see me?"

Just as he was about to quietly turn to the ward to have a look, he was caught by a surprise gaze as soon as he landed.

With a secret sigh, he suppressed the anger in his eyes, changed his expression of worry and tenderness, "LIND, how are you hurt? Why are you so careless?"

Gently pulling her delicate body, slowly pulling her into her arms, caressing her black hair with her big hands, her words of pity, her expression of doting...

All of these, in the eyes of others, are the most qualified standards for lovers and boyfriends.

"Yang, it hurts like hell. Look, your arms are swollen."

The small mouth pouted, the small face darkened, and the teardrops seemed to be falling on the eyelashes, which made people feel very sorry.

"Hey, tell me what's going on."

"An'an and I accompany me to try on the wedding dress, but..."

"Huh? But what? Tell me, I'll make the decision for you."

Half-coaxed, half-persuaded, with a touch of domineering in her femininity, it was impossible for LIND not to continue, "But, I accidentally found out that An An was pregnant. I thought it was yours, so I, I just..."

"What about you?" Tang Zhanyang rolled his eyes, his hands froze, and a strand of hair held in his palm was torn off by him.

As the scalp tightened, LIND's heart also ached, "Yang."

Hatred welled up in my heart, and hatred flashed in my eyes, "It's really none of my business, Yang, you have to trust me."

"What did you say at the time?"

"I... didn't say anything, really didn't say anything."

Lind's tone tightened, and he withdrew from Tang Zhanyang's arms, took two steps back, and shook his head with a pale face.

"Really, nothing?"

"Hmm. Nothing really."

"what is that?"

Tang Zhanyang's eyes paused, and he looked at a piece of paper that LIND accidentally dropped when he was excited.

Light and fluffy, like a piece of paper.Coincidentally, the piece of paper fell at Tang Zhanyang's feet.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just a photo."

Lind's expression froze, and after saying nothing, he stepped forward two steps and bent down to pick it up and put it in the bag.

However, what kind of person is Tang Zhanyang?

How could the slightest change in her expression escape Tang Zhanyang's gaze?
"LIND, I hate people lying to me the most."

Sinister, cold, without the slightest emotion, with absolute lethality, LIND's hand stopped.

"Mr. Tang, it's really nothing."

"Really nothing?"

"Ah."

"Then, why are you so nervous that President Tang yelled out?" Tang Zhanyang snorted coldly, and stared at him fiercely with sharp eyes, "It's really nothing? Then why are you so scared that you dare not even look at me? "

"I……"

"Take it out and show me."

"..."

The palm of the hand is facing upwards, stretched out flat, and above it, there is a photo lying quietly.

Aren't the two people in the photo exactly Sang and Cheng Mu'an?
At this moment, the two embrace each other.A man with a tender face and eyes full of warmth.And the woman, with a smile on her brows and eyes, her eyes are like a spring breeze.

This scene, so harmonious, so dazzling, the laughter of the two of them, makes people mad with jealousy...

"Where did you get it?" Gritting his teeth, holding back his anger, Tang Zhanyang closed his eyes.

"I... I accidentally saw it in An An's room. Then An An quarreled with me..."

"what did she say?"

"She said that no one she likes will like you."

"anything else?"

"She also said that even a chicken or a dog will not marry you..."

"Okay, very good. Cheng Mu'an, this is your sincere words."

Like a violent storm, the wind flashed suddenly, and the thunder exploded again and again. The dark clouds were densely covered, and the densely covered dark clouds.

Tang Zhanyang gritted his teeth, his eyes were filled with gloom, and his expression had changed into a gnawing gloomyness.

Pushing hard with both hands, LIND in his arms almost fell to the ground, "Yang, what are you doing?"

A coquettish cry did not return someone's sympathy, but instead gave him a stern look, "LIND, I hope you are not lying."

"Yang, how could I lie to you?"

Lind paused in his heart, Tang Zhanyang still had fantasies about that dead girl, I was really pissed off.

"It's better not to."

With a cold sound, he turned around abruptly, without even throwing a glance at LIND.

"Yang, where are you going? Wait for me..."

"I'm going to the ward. There is Uncle Li's car outside, you go back first."

"I don't want to go back first..."

Before LIND could finish his sentence, Tang Zhanyang glared fiercely, and the frosty cold hit his whole body. LIND abruptly swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking, and obediently stopped, "Okay, I'll wait for you back, you should go home early."

"Well, I'll be back in a minute."

Turning around chicly, leaving a tall back for LIND, a bit sad and bitter.

Footsteps are as important as a thousand pieces of gold.

The hand knocking on the door was raised and lowered.Repeat, so many times.

Finally, the light in his eyes sank, and he quietly pushed the door open and walked in.As far as the eye can see, the beauty on the bed is sleeping soundly.

Pale and weak face, tightly closed eyes, slightly closed mouth, tightly knit eyebrows...

This kind of Cheng Mu'an was quiet and weak, unlike the old days when he bared his teeth and claws, full of vigor, such quietness and weakness made Tang Zhanyang stunned for a moment.Heart, falling down a little bit.Looking at that weak face, Tang Zhanyang's eyes were filled with remorse. She must hate herself, right?If it wasn't for me, where would the current situation come from?
He tiptoed, exited the ward, closed the door, and stood aside in a daze.

Thinking of Lind's words, recalling the paleness in the ward, the suffocating pain in the heart.

That's it.

If letting go of her can make her happy, then what's the point of letting go?

Thinking of this, Youyou's eyes were stained a little weak, and the five fingers in his hands were tightly knit, and they hammered hard at the snow-white wall.

Punch after punch, large blood stains meander down.Scarlet and bright, as enchanting as poppies, dazzling.

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(End of this chapter)