Chapter 341 The Movie King's Cutie 74

As she was dying, she suddenly thought again, if she got along well with Su Nuo all this time, she wouldn't look down on her.

To be friends with her, to be a real sister, everything will be different again.

Tang Yuling died.

He Shurou originally thought that Tang Haoran would go crazy, after all, he usually saw their father and daughter get along very well.

Tang Haotian even told her that Tang Yuling was his destiny.

However, Tang Yuling is dead now.

What about Tang Haotian?

For the next few days, He Shurou was always trembling, not knowing what Tang Haotian would do.

However, unexpectedly... Tang Haotian didn't go crazy at all.

He seemed to be calmer. He arranged Tang Yuling's funeral and let her sleep by a beautiful small river.

Back at the apartment, Tang Haotian sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and didn't know what to think about.

He Shurou went into the kitchen, made a cup of American ginseng, and gently placed it on Tang Haotian's table.

"Husband, have some tea."

He Shurou called softly.

Suddenly, Tang Haotian opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and gloomy, and He Shurou was startled when he saw it, and even screamed.

"Sorry to scare you."

Tang Haotian squeezed the center of his eyebrows, and returned to his previous elegance.

"You must be too tired, drink tea."

He Shurou gave Tang Haotian a reproachful look, and brought the tea on the table to Tang Haotian.

Tang Haotian took it, didn't drink it, and splashed it on He Shurou's face with his backhand.

The hot water made He Shurou scream.

Covering her face, she was just about to run towards the bathroom when she felt her hair being grabbed from behind.

He Shurou couldn't move, she stood and felt that Tang Haotian was pulling her scalp, she was going numb from the pain.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

He Shurou's face was burning hot, and her scalp was so painful that it was about to be torn off. Her tone was full of crying, fear, and even pleading.

Tang Haotian moved closer to her again, his thin lips parted slightly.

The tone was gentle and said: "Lingling is very cold and lonely down there alone, let's go with her, shall we?"

It was obviously the usual gentle tone, but at this moment, He Shurou felt a chill down his spine, a little creepy.

"Honey, don't do this, I'm afraid."

He Shurou's cheeks were stiff, and his voice was also trembling.

"Hush!"

Tang Haotian hissed and frowned tightly.

"Stop arguing, it will disturb Lingling."

He Shurou's voice trembled even more when he heard what he said, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He wasn't like this before, why did he suddenly become so scary.

"Husband, don't be like this. I'll take you to see a doctor, okay? Although Lingling is gone, you still have me, and I will accompany you well."

He Shurou doesn't want to die yet, but everything now suffocates her.

Hearing He Shurou's words, Tang Haotian sneered mockingly, let go of his hand, and threw He Shurou to the ground violently.

He Shurou was hit on the ground heavily, dizzy for a while, before he could make a sound, Tang Haotian stepped on his head in the next second, unable to move.

"Are you worthy?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Tang Haotian's mouth, and he looked at He Shurou's eyes, full of disdain.

He Shurou whimpered and cried, his face was scalded by boiling water, and under his violence, the skin had already begun to break.

His feet were firmly on her head, as if they were about to be cracked.

But these external pains are not the most fatal.

The deadliest thing is what he said, like Ling Chi.

"Why don't you deserve it? You said that you love me."

He Shurou was heartbroken, a man he was so happy with, in his eyes, he was not worth mentioning.

"I like you just casually. I married you because Lingling likes you. I helped you open a studio because Lingling likes to dance."

Tang Yuling was dead, and Tang Haotian felt that there was darkness in front of his eyes.

It seems that everything doesn't matter.

He Shurou's eyes were extremely helpless when his head was stepped on like this.

Tears could not be restrained and flowed down.

I always thought that I met true love, but it turned out that I was treated as an idiot.

"If you take good care of Lingling, she will be safe and sound all her life, and I will naturally treat you well."

Tang Haotian's tone gradually became agitated, and the strength under his feet became stronger and stronger.

"But you injured Lingling, and she died."

"You said, Lingling is dead, why are you and I still alive?"

After Tang Haotian finished speaking, he smiled again.

"Ah, you are perverted, you are sick."

He Shurou was terrified, she couldn't believe that the person next to her pillow that she had slept with for more than ten years turned out to be such a devil.

All this is really terrible.

She can't imagine.

"Yes, I'm sick."

Tang Haotian didn't deny it again, and nodded with a smile!

He is indeed sick, otherwise he would not marry this stupid woman as his wife.

If it wasn't for illness, how could he have entrusted Lingling to her to take care of her.

Oh, he is sick.

Suddenly, He Shurou thought of an extremely terrifying and disgusting thing.

"You, you and Tang Yuling, you two..."

After finishing speaking, He Shurou felt like retching.

"You fart."

Tang Haotian was furious, he took away the foot that was stepping on her head, raised his foot again, and kicked her hard on the face.

"what."

He Shurou's nose was kicked, blood was dripping instantly, and his face was full of tears.

Pain, pain, she felt that the bridge of her nose was broken by Tang Haotian.

The piercing pain swept through her whole body, making her tremble uncontrollably.

"I told you not to talk nonsense, understand?"

Tang Haotian's face was ferocious, as if he had been insulted, he kicked her body one foot after another.

"Lingling is my child with the woman I love the most. She is the crystallization of our love. When the woman I love the most dies, I would die too, but she said that I want to live a good life for Lingling."

"Do you understand?"

After Tang Haotian finished speaking, he grabbed He Shurou by the collar with one hand and lifted her up.

"I can survive because of Lingling."

"But Lingling is dead now?"

"Ah..." He Shurou was gripped by his neck, he couldn't breathe, his eyes kept rolling up, and his hands began to dance.

Gradually, He Shurou closed her eyes, her hands dropped down and she stopped moving.

"Do you understand?"

Tang Haotian asked again, but He Shurou hadn't heard the answer yet.

"Slap." A heavy slap was slapped on He Shurou's face.

"understand?"