Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Chapter 188 Spouse: Tang Shuya

He pulled her towards him with considerable force.

She looked up, her vision filled with his face as bright as the moon.

His lips were pursed and there was a hint of anger between his brows.

"Ling Zhen, don't be ungrateful!"

Each word was ground out coldly between the man's teeth.

Ling Zhen stared at him for a moment, then chuckled, "Tang Shuya, aren't you tired of pretending to be affectionate for so long?"

"What did you say?"

"Just try to fool others, but don't get too caught up in the drama and fool yourself."

Ling Zhen's lips curled up, as if in self-mockery, but also in mockery. "Back then, you said you would learn and change, and I really believed you. But where are you learning and changing? Where is the most basic trust between two people? I understand you have to socialize, and I understand women throwing themselves at you, but before anything happens, you should at least tell me, right?"

"I felt like a nagging woman, wandering the streets, trying every way to find you. Then I realized that in today's information-rich society, finding someone is surprisingly difficult..."

At the end of his words, Ling Zhen felt a burning pain in his eyes and his throat was choked.

Her face, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, was flushed with excitement, and her long eyelashes were covered with tears.

The beads seem to fall but don't, which makes people's hearts soften.

The anger between Tang Shuya's brows dissipated a little, and his voice softened for a moment. He coaxed: "Ah Zheng, I was wrong. I did something wrong. Don't be angry."

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, ignoring Ling Zhen's struggle. He controlled the strength just right so as not to hurt her, and she couldn't escape from his arms.

Tang Shuya didn't know what was wrong with him. He emphasized to himself many times not to lower himself to coax her, but when he saw her crying in grievance, his hands and feet were completely out of control.

His big palm gently stroked her back and slid down. Where his hot palm touched, she felt numb and tingling.

Ling Yuan shuddered instantly.

The image that came to my mind was Tang Shuya's hand reaching under the woman's skirt.

Did they finally do it?

It's impossible not to do it at that point, right?

She wanted to ask, to know, but she was afraid to face the cruel reality.

The room was silent for a moment, and the morning light from the balcony was cast in through the glass.

She always exudes a faint fragrance that is refreshing to the heart.

Unconsciously, Tang Shuya's eyes fell on her slender white neck.

His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but slowly lean over and gently kiss the side of her neck.

Unexpectedly, Ling Zhen pushed him away without a second thought, glanced at him, and blurted out, "Don't kiss me, it's dirty."

The disgust in his eyes was palpable.

Tang Shuya was stunned for a long while, his thin lips tightly closed, his expression changing several times, like the dark clouds rolling before a rainstorm, with uncertain weather.

It was extremely rare for a man as noble as him to lower himself in front of her.

Besides, he felt that he was not wrong at all.

Now he is being called dirty by a woman. How can he save face and self-esteem?

He suddenly smiled, a smile that was so frightening that the hands around her waist loosened.

"Dirty? How am I dirty? Didn't you say you were bleeding? Wouldn't it be a good thing to have other women to relieve your stress?"

His words were like a sharp sword that hit the bull's eye of her heart with unerring precision.

Blood splattered instantly.

Ling Yuan's expression was stiff, pain spread throughout his body, but he was powerless to resist.

His eyes cast a cold light on her, and the twitching of his mouth revealed suppressed anger. "Since you haven't been feeling well lately, don't go out. I'll arrange for Sister Yu to come and take care of you."

"Just stay here and wait for the birth."

After saying that, Tang Shuya turned and left the bedroom.

Things have come full circle and suddenly returned to the starting point.

Ling Zhen's back collapsed one section at a time. Suddenly, she squatted down with her hands covering her face. Her thin back twitched violently, and crystal tears dripped silently through her fingers onto the fluff of the carpet.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

……

Yu Jiaruo swayed her straight, white legs while drinking pearl milk tea. "Lan Ze, he said that woman was a nanny. Do you believe him?"

It was lunchtime, and there were no patients in the clinic. Lan Ze sorted through the morning's patients' records and said, "It's hard to say."

Yu Jiaruo chewed the pearls and recalled the scene of that night in her mind. She felt infuriated every time she thought about it. She could feel Tang Shuya's stirring under his suit pants, just one step away from success.

It was just when the nanny bumped in that Tang Shuya lost all interest and even sent someone to send her back.

This breath has been stuck in my heart, neither going up nor down, making me feel suffocated.

She said, "A nanny going to her employer's house in the middle of the night is strange in itself. Didn't you see the nanny's expression? She was completely stunned, as if she had seen a ghost."

"Do you think she wants to get into her employer's bed? Or maybe launch a surprise attack or something like that?"

Lan Ze's eyes narrowed, "Who is that mysterious man? Do you like him so much?"

Thinking of Tang Shuya, Yu Jia lowered her eyes slightly, her cheeks flushed a little, "Yeah, I like him very much. I didn't believe in love at first sight before, but I believe it after I met him. I can't tell you his identity now, my father said to keep it secret."

A flash of disappointment flashed across Lan Ze's eyes. He looked up at Yu Jiaruo and asked calmly, "What about me? Do I really have no chance? You and I have known each other since we were young..."

"Lan Ze." Yu Jiaruo interrupted him in a sweet voice, "It's because we've known each other for too long. I really don't have any feelings for you."

Lan Ze couldn't help but hold Yu Jiaruo's hand, and gently rubbed her palm with his fingertips. "If you didn't feel anything, why did you spend your first time with me?"

Yu Jiaruo raised her eyes slightly, and Lan Ze's gaze was infatuated and burning, like a tongue of fire that could wrap around a person and burn them to ashes.

Her eyelids twitched, and she suddenly came to her senses. She said with embarrassment, "Weren't we drunk at the time? It was just an impulse."

To hide her inner panic, she continued, "It's a different era now. Having sex with someone you're attracted to isn't new. You're a grown man, and you didn't suffer any loss. You won't hold a grudge, right?"

After hearing this, Lan Ze's eyes were obscure and forbearing, and the corners of his lips were pressed into a straight line.

Yu Jiaruo understood Lan Ze's feelings for her, but she really wasn't attracted to him.

That night was an accident, and the experience he gave her was pretty good, and she enjoyed it.

I gave it to Lan Ze the first time, but she didn’t take it so seriously.

Yu Jiaruo patted Lan Ze's shoulder and said comfortingly, "Come on, I'll treat you to dinner."

"I'm not going." Lan Ze seemed to be in a bad mood and sat on the chair and refused to leave.

Yu Jiaruo is used to acting like a spoiled child in front of Lan Ze, and she is not willing to give in if Lan Ze doesn't give her any face.

She reached out and grabbed Lan Ze's arm, throwing a tantrum, "I don't care, you just have to eat with me! Come on, come on."

Lan Ze lost his appetite when he learned that the girl he had liked for a long time had fallen in love with someone else.

This time, he was stubborn in front of Yu Jiaruo and tried to shake off Yu Jiaruo's hand. While the two of them were pulling each other, they pushed over a stack of medical records on Lan Ze's desk.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Seeing this, Yu Jiaruo let go and quickly squatted down to help clean up.

"You are so clumsy, how can I be at ease..."

Before Lan Ze could finish his words, he found that Yu Jiaruo seemed to be in a trance, motionless, staring at one of the documents with wide eyes.

Yu Jiaruo confirmed it several times. She knew the characters and was not mistaken.

It says on the information.

The mother’s name: Ling Zhen.

Spouse: Tang Shuya