The freedom of Shui Lingyu took a few steps away and said unsteadily: “I will not only not stay with you in the future, but I will also be with others.”
Tang Hehan’s face became gloomy.
“That is my freedom. From now on, the freedom I will have has nothing to do with you and will not be controlled by you.”
Tang Hehan reached out and pulled Shui Lingyu, rude.
The powerless Shui Lingyu was pulled over, her face was pinched by the iron-plied hands, with strength: “Try it.”
“I will definitely do it.”
“Then brother will kill you.”
Shui Lingyu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and her water eyes were filled with sadness: “I believe that when you killed my mother, it was actually no different from killing me, so I was not surprised at all that you would kill me. Anyway, I have no relatives in this world, and it would be the same whether I die or not.”
“What about my daughter, she is not your relative.” Tang Hehan’s black eyes were stabbed and he narrowed slightly.
“Then do you care about this world that can still find someone as cruel as you? How did she be born? You and I know that why do you ask again and don’t want to tie me up with children. I will never do it as you wish.” Shui Lingyu said it with all her strength.
My pupils were hot and tears fell one by one.
She didn’t want to see Tang Hehan’s expression, no matter what it looked like, she didn’t want to see it.
So closed my eyes.
Tang Hehan’s black eyes were tightly fixed on her, and his eyes seemed to pierce her through.
The strength in her hand was not reduced, and the water feather was fixed. After she closed her eyes, her thin lips pressed down.
The heaviness and heat made Shui Lingyu’s eyes open in horror.
The feather eyelashes couldn’t help but tremble.
But she didn’t struggle.
Because I know, even struggling is useless.
The thin lips insisted on their behavior and rubbed her lips.