Shui Lingyu did not speak and was silent, which even more in line with Tang Hehan’s guess.
So, Tang Hehan’s face was extremely gloomy: “What brother wants is Yu’s life. Don’t think about leaving.”
Then he stood up and left the room, but he did not take the ointment on the ground.
Tang Hehan got into the car and left. When he arrived at the manor, An Ling said, “President, if you have an animal on your neck, you need an injection.”
Tang Hehan’s face froze and looked at An Ling. He wanted to say something, but he still endured it. His face became ugly and said, “Call the doctor.”
Cheng Mo wanted to exchange the truth of his identity for Shui Lingyu’s freedom to speak in front of him.
If he hadn’t been worthy of him, Tang Hehan would not have seen him.
Seeing him was just to make him give up completely.
It’s useless to express your position, Shui Lingyu, no one can plead for mercy.
Nothing else Tang Hehan cares, but why should Shui Moying say such affirmative words to him?
“Tang Hehan, you like Xiaoyu,” Cheng Mo said suddenly.
Tang Hehan’s heart was hit, as if he had been touched and had never wanted to face it, but it was hit by Cheng Mo.
And some things are exposed, and they are only embarrassed.
Besides, why did he say this? Where did he tell that he liked Shui Lingyu, an enemy’s daughter, which was ridiculous?
However, he had no mood on the surface and could not see anything, but his black eyes were deeper.
“Shui Moying, it’s easy for me to kill you here. Do you want to try it?”
“You let Xiaoyu go, you can do whatever you want me to do.”
“Even if you want to tell the truth about that year, it’s too late.”
Tang Hehan drank a little wine in the manor at night, but his mind was very clear.
Clear enough to remember every word Shui Moying said.