See You Tonight, Master Su

Tong Hua seemed to have been pricked and his eyes flashed coldly.

"Su Minglang, do you have green hat syndrome?"

Su Minglang curled his lips coldly. He took out a fire from his pocket, lowered his head, lit the cigarette that had been in his mouth, squinted lazily, and looked at her. A strange scene from three years ago surfaced in his mind - the woman he loved the most was a lover with his nephew...

Sealed memories, alive...

For a moment, his mind seemed to be roaring, galloping, and crushing his heart. Soon, it was crushed into a blur of blood, broken into pieces...

After a while, he smiled coldly and lifted her chin, his eyes heavy with gloom.

"Tong Hua, there are some things. One try is enough. If you betray me... I can destroy you."

Tong Hua didn't know what he was talking about at all. His heart seemed to be blocked by lead, and his tone was a little angry.

"Su Minglang, are you crazy?! Even if my actions with Cheung street were a little out of place, they weren't close to what you said about the affair, were they?! Besides, didn't you hear from the doctor? My feet are not good for exercise. What can I do to apologize to you? Your petty heart..."

"The heart of a villain?"

Su Minglang narrowed his eyes and sneered, "I'm a villain, and Cheung street is a gentleman?"

"In my opinion, he is." Knowing that this sentence would cut into this master's heart, but when people are angry, they have such a little hobby - where others are uncomfortable, they poke where they are, which sentence is the most vicious, they use which sentence.

Sure enough, for a moment, Su Minglang's face changed.

He cursed in a low voice, and his pincer-like hand immediately grabbed her fiercely, quickly pulling her shoulder to put it in his arms.

"Tong Hua, how dare you say that?"

In the dim light from the streetlights, Tong Hua could clearly see his angry and proud face. At the same time, under his strong influence, her body felt uncomfortable, her mind was twisted into pieces, her vision suddenly blurred, and when she thought of something, her heart was stabbed with sharp pain.

"What am I afraid to say? Only the state officials set fire, not the common people, right? Su Minglang, you can keep a woman. What's wrong with a few words with a man?"

Raising a woman?

Su Minglang was stunned. "What do you mean?"

Tong Hua was immersed in the feeling of not being respected by him. At this moment, she fully displayed the nature of her vicious tongue and dug her heart out to hurt him, so naturally, she would not care whether those words were true or not. However, when she said those words, she finally admitted... The self-cultivation and quality of those who rely on themselves, can only work in front of outsiders, in front of her man, in fact, most of the time, she is just an ordinary little woman, will act rashly, will be out of thin air, will be mean, will be unreasonable, will be spoiled and spoiled.

Her man...

Yes! He was her man. How could he have misunderstood her? At this thought, her feelings of grievance hit her heart, and her tears immediately misted over, looking at Su Minglang firmly.

"Oh, have I wronged you? Didn't you take that woman who looked like me? Where does she live? Don't tell me you don't know. Su Minglang, I never asked you. Do you know why? Because I always believed in you, but what did you do to me? Shangqing didn't care whether he was red or not, so he charged me with cheating..."

Su Minglang frowned and his eyes turned cold. He never expected that Tong Hua would drag Bai Jia out of the picture and fight him.

But could that be the same thing as Cheung street's? That Bai Jia, he didn't even touch a finger.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was silent, Tong Hua murmured, his eyes darkening. "Are you speechless?"

"Tong Hua, is that what you think of me?" Su Minglang stared at her, his body motionless, as cold as a frozen ice sculpture.

Smiling coldly, Tong Hua turned away from his gaze and looked at the stream of people outside the car window. Liu, his voice trembled with grievance.

"So... What do you want me to think? I said I wanted to see her, but you wouldn't let me. What did you have in mind?"

"Don't talk about this!"

Su Minglang jerked her head over and stared straight at her. His voice was cold and deep. "You've been a child for a few days. You pulled Bai Jia out. Aren't you just trying to change the subject between you and Cheung street?"

Bai Jia? So her name is Bai Jia?

A woman's name, the name of a woman who looked exactly like her, came out of Su Minglang's mouth, and that feeling suddenly blinded Tong Hua.

Biting her lower lip, she looked at Su Minglang, a little drum beating in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Cheung street's words came to mind again.

He said that Su Minglang might love her, but not as well as he knew himself.

In fact, Cheung street was wrong. Su Minglang didn't love her anymore. And he was right about one thing - Su Minglang, he really didn't know her.

With her eyes slightly lowered, the grievance on her face immediately subsided and she did not want to explain a single word.

What's there to explain? If a man wants to believe her, he will. If a man wanted to convict her, it would be useless to say a thousand or ten thousand words.

With that thought in mind, she snorted, silently hugged her arms, and shrank into the chair without saying a word.

Staring at her scornful little face, Su Minglang's eyes were red, and his heart ached from jealousy. The fingers that held her shoulder trembled slightly, and his heart felt as if he had eaten a lotus.

What the hell, what's the big deal?

What would happen to her if she took some softness? Could it be that she had a reason to cuddle with a man?

"Speak, Tong Hua. Why aren't you speaking?!"

When Tong Hua heard this, he raised his eyes in silence. His eyes were indifferent, as if he were looking at a stranger for the first time. His voice was cold and detached.

"Su Minglang, what do you want me to say? Tell him how to break his shoes with him, or how to steal time to shoot?"

"Test!" Su Minglang was already angry, but after being stabbed by her again, her calm heart was in a mess, "Tong Hua, it looks like I showed up and scratched your good thing. It's making you unhappy, isn't it?"

Tong Hua curled his lips and stared at him with a cold smile. His small face looked like ice, "Yes, that's right!"

Su Minglang got angry and grabbed her wrist, "Tong Hua, you owe me that. Fuck?!"

Tong Hua frowned, feeling his strength so strong that it almost broke her wrist. Struggling with all her might, she could not shake off his hand. She smiled helplessly and squeezed a few words out of her teeth word by word.

"What do you think?"

Su Minglang's eyes turned red, and he suddenly bristled, "Tong Hua!"

Tong Hua's heart trembled, and his cold gaze pricked her into goosebumps.

Don't look away. She didn't look at him. Her voice was cold and stubborn. "Su Minglang, please have someone stop the car and let me down."

"Where do you want to go? Looking for zhang street? It's so inconvenient to have your foot hurt. Do you want me to call him? Let him open a room and wait?" Su Minglang's brain was flushed with blood and exploded like a bomb. He held her face in both hands and stared at her with red eyes, eyes to eyes, nose to nose, as if he was going to tear the wound out.

Tong Hua bit his lower lip, tears rolling in his eyes, but they didn't fall? "Su Minglang, you're shameless!"

"I'll be shameless to show you -"

Su Minglang's eyes seemed to have caught fire. She picked up her collar and pushed it back heavily. With a bang, her head hit the armrest of the chair.

"Su, what are you doing?"

The man immediately pressed down, his tone extremely heavy, "What are you doing, you don't know? Don't you owe it?"

"Su Minglang..."

Looking at the aggressive man in front of him, Tong Hua's ears were buzzing, and his whole head was in a state of confusion, confusion and nervousness.

"This is not what you want?" The man's face was cold, and his hand slowly moved up to her collar. As he stared at her, he frowned again. "Tong Hua, is there someone else you want, not me?"

Tong Hua looked up and bit his lower lip. His mind was so confused that it was almost a ring of incense.

The moment he pushed her against the railing, it hurt so much that tears almost rolled down. But she didn't want to cry in front of him, so she bit her lips and held back. However, her current embarrassment did not seem to ease the man's resentment, let alone let him vent his hatred, pressing her to death, his sword stretched against her leg socket, the attack was so strong that her heart was throbbing.

In a trance...

Her head kept popping out...

Pain! Pain! It hurts like my head.

She pinched the palm of her hand, shaking her head that was about to break open in pain, forcing herself to calm down and growling at him in a low voice.

"Su Minglang, are you crazy?"

Su Minglang's eyes were cold, and the palm on her shoulder tightened. He suddenly buried his head. His thin lips were held onto her ears, and his voice was cold.

"Don't blame me. You asked for it."

Thinking of Gu Ji and the driver ahead, Tong Hua's mind was in a mess. Under his increasingly presumptuous actions, her heart was filled with anxiety and shyness, and her face immediately turned red.

But... Struggle, is it useful?

A man's head could support both of them, regardless of height or weight, it was not on the same level, he was determined to do her here, she had no room to resist. She gasped, her body heavy, her heart beating violently, her face pale.

"Su Minglang, have you forgotten what you said to me?"

The man's face turned cold, and a deep, cold gleam crossed his torchless eyes. He moved his lips to her mouth and gave her a sharp peck. He twisted his fingers against her face, his voice low and hoarse.

"I've said a lot. Which sentence are you referring to?"

"You said..." Tong Hua swallowed. "You said you wouldn't force me to... Do that again."

Su Minglang pursed his lips and looked at her with a half-smile. The gloominess in his eyes could not be suppressed.

"Did I say that?"

Tong Hua pursed his lower lip and nodded. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard him say, "I told you to stay away from zhang street. Why didn't you remember, huh?"

Tong Hua's breathing became tighter and tighter under the grip of a plier.

At this moment, the two people's faces were so close that tong liang could see his miserable appearance through his eyes with the help of the faint light outside the car window - sadness, loss, entanglement, depression, pity, helplessness... All kinds of emotions.

But what about him?

He was condescending and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

He was indeed smiling, but she could not find any pity or tenderness in his eyes related to laughter. Apart from being cold, it was still cold. At the same time, his words reminded her of a fact that she had almost forgotten.

He had always been the superior Su Minglang, and his character had never changed. It was always his own emotions, only his own emotions, only his own happiness or unhappiness. I don't care what she's feeling right now, I don't care if her feet are still swollen like a big steamed bun...

This is Su Minglang.

When he was nice to her, he could make her look like a little pet.

But once he got angry, his heart would be as hard as a rock.

Her heart sank. She smiled coldly, raised her eyebrows, and closed her eyes. "Okay, you're the master. You can do whatever you want."

The man looked at her scornfully, his throat choked and his eyes darkened.

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, he smiled coldly, raised his hand, and slowly lifted a bunch of her hair hanging from the chair, using the tail of her hair to gently move on her delicate white cheek, gently sweeping at her flaky skin, and the creamy white jade under his fingers was smooth and soft, but his eyes were even more sinister.

"Why, are you treating death as your own?"

Pursing her lips, Tong Hua closed her eyes and did not speak.

Su Minglang brushed her long hair off her forehead, patted her face and looked at her coldly. "Why aren't you saying anything? Is that how you feel about doing it with me?"

Tong Hua's eyelashes trembled and her lips were tightly pursed. Don't open your head.

"Fuck! What the hell are you talking about?"

Su Minglang roared, completely manic.

What he couldn't stand the most was her manner. No words, no resistance, just like a lifeless doll playing dead with him. She thought this was a compromise with him, but in his eyes it was her utter contempt for him.

He bit his teeth, and the fire that the man had managed to suppress rose again. One sentence at a time, he asked sternly.

"Tong Hua, do you think I've wronged you? Let me ask you, what's the matter with you? Won't you call me? Hmm? What's Cheung street trying to do with you, I don't believe you can't see... He wants you, and he's going crazy, don't you know? He told you a few bad things about him, and you softened up? There's no place for your kindness, is there? I doubt that you have ever seen me before."

Tong Hua opened his eyes in shock. "How do you know what he told me?"

When Cheung street spoke to her, only the two of them were there, but su Minglang knew exactly what it meant.

Su Minglang's eyes were cold, and in a hurry, he didn't think much of it, "I said, as long as I wanted, your position would be accurate to meters. Your business is accurate enough to breathe a few times a minute!"

If I knew... Why would I do this to her? How did she tell zhang jie that he knew? He knew what had happened to her family, and he knew what had happened to her, and he knew better. But he ignored all of these things, only caught her problems and made a big fuss. Is this her man?

"Su, you bastard!"

Tong Hua was so angry that ten thousand ideas were jumbled together in his mind. In spite of her extreme anger, her eyes were wide open, and she barely thought about it. She raised her hand and greeted him in the face.

"Fuck! You want to hit me again? Tong Hua, you really deserve a beating!"

Her raised wrist was held in mid-air by the man, and in the space that seemed to have been torn apart by anger, there was a man's angry low curse. Clutching her wrist, his eyes were red as blood, and the jealousy and resentment in his heart kept swinging back and forth in his chest.? He was angry, he was angry!

Like a wild wolf, his anger was so intense that every cell of his body was burning, he could hardly control his emotions. His clenched fists suddenly rose and smashed at her.

Tong Hua's heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened. In his cold palms, she frowned, straightened her back, and stared at him without any sign of weakness, ready to suffer...

However, his fist brushed against her cheek and landed hard on the leather chair beside her head, making a loud' bang'sound, which was horrifying in the breakthrough car.

Almost at the same time, the closed door was pushed open from outside.

"President -!" It was Gu Ji who came in.

Su Minglang's rv was very big, but it wasn't very soundproof. The people in front of them had already heard their quarrels and noises.

But it was between them, and even though Gu Ji was anxious, it was not convenient to come over. But now it sounded like something was wrong. It was as if Su Minglang had hit him, and Gu Ji couldn't hold it in any longer. Blood rushed into his head, and he rushed in and grabbed Su Minglang, who was out of control.

"President, if you have anything to say, talk to madam!"

He wanted to help tong tian out, and also to help the two of them fight, afraid that he would really hurt someone. But the young man had never been in love, so how could he know the subtleties of love?!

Often, when the couple was together, it was easy to say anything. Once outsiders get involved, no matter who it is, it will only get worse and worse.

Especially... It was him.

Sure enough, the way he rushed in to stop him was the same as burning a handful of oil on Su Minglang's anger.

Su Minglang flung his hand away, turned his head, stood up and sat down. His sharp eyes narrowed and he looked at him with a cold voice.

"What? Your heart aches, too?"

Gu Ji lowered his eyelids, his face expressionless, and he was not good at words, how could he break up? So, he repeated that sentence again.

"President, if you have something to say... Say it well, don't do it."

Do something? If he really did fight with her, would she still be able to stay there? Su Minglang stared at Gu Ji, his heart'swishing' with the wind.