mtl008 Chapter 252 Of course I am stopping you from getting married
Chapter 252 Of course I am stopping you from getting married
Tang Shuya felt that Ling Zhen's question was a deliberate attempt to answer the question. He lowered his head and chuckled, his shoulders trembling slightly with laughter. "Of course I'm trying to stop you from getting married."
Hu Nanzhen stood in the crowd, glanced at the group of men in black, and watched Tang Shuya holding a gun to Han Su's temple, his fingers trembling constantly.
She understood, although she didn't know how she was exposed. It must be her who exposed her whereabouts.
In a hurry, she didn't care about so much and rushed out of the crowd, raising her voice and shouting: "Tang Shuya, this is not your territory, you can't do whatever you want."
Tang Shuya just glanced at Hu Nanzhen out of the corner of his eye and raised the corner of his lips in contempt, as if he didn't take Hu Nanzhen's words seriously at all, nor did he take her seriously.
Then, Ling Zhen heard the sound of the pistol's safety bolt being pulled, and her breathing paused for a few seconds. She really believed that Tang Shuya wanted to kill Han Su.
She suddenly called out, "Tang Shuya, let's talk, okay?"
Seeing her attitude soften, Tang Shuya was slightly surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, just the two of us?"
"Yes, just the two of us." Ling Zhen somehow calmed down. Perhaps he had prepared for the worst, so he didn't care anymore. "The others are innocent. Can you let them go first?"
Tang Shuya narrowed his eyes and glanced at Han Su with ill intent, then looked at Ling Zhen again and asked her frivolously, "Where's Han Su?"
Ling Zhen remained calm, his voice somewhat cold, "He's leaving too."
Han Su wanted to move but was secretly held down by Ling Zhen.
Tang Shuya's eyes flickered between the two of them several times, the expression in his eyes unpredictable, but he raised his thin lips slightly and said, "Okay."
It's not that he couldn't guess that Ling Zhen had other plans, but he missed her too much. He wanted to hug her and kiss her, and he couldn't bear the thought of her marrying another man.
He raised his hand, and the group of men in black retreated as they had come.
Ling Zhen glanced back at Han Su, gave him a reassuring smile, and said softly, "Evacuate the others first. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Even though Han Su was extremely reluctant, he knew that once Ling Zhen made up her mind, no one could persuade her, so he could only trust her.
Ling Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to show any sign of relaxation on his face. Seeing that most of the people had left, he said with a flickering look, "Let's go over there and talk."
Tang Shuya put away his gun and followed her obediently.
The two of them came to the beach, and as soon as they stood up, Tang Shuya couldn't help but hug Ling Yuan.
He buried his head in Ling Yuan's neck, greedily inhaling the familiar fragrance from her body, while spraying his hot breath on her neck.
"Azhen, I miss you so much, I really miss you."
For the first time, Tang Shuya expressed his feelings sincerely and without reservation.
The woman in his arms remained motionless, letting him hold her like a doll.
He raised his head and gazed at the woman he had been thinking about with tenderness and affection.
She stood quietly, her expression somewhat indifferent. Amid the sound of rolling waves, she hummed softly, her voice very ethereal.
Tang Shuya's fingertips began to tremble violently, and a hint of red unexpectedly appeared in his eyes. He stroked the back of her head and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
She did not dodge, and even loosened her teeth, allowing him to penetrate and entangle herself.
He couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that she missed him just like him and couldn't let him go.
She still tasted sweet, so sweet that it was addictive. He didn't want to stop at just a taste, and couldn't help but kiss her harder.
My heart was suddenly stabbed by something, and it hurt so much.
His eyes instantly widened like a cat's eyes, his expression frozen on his face, and he looked at Ling Zhen in disbelief.
She didn't know when a hairpin appeared in her hand.
There was a teardrop-shaped pearl on the top of the hairpin. Oh, it turned out to be the hairpin that she used to hold her veil, and it was now poking his heart.
Tang Shuya's eyes were scarlet, and his thin lips trembled as he uttered a few words with a somewhat unsteady breath, "Why?"
"Tang Shuya, does it hurt?" she asked softly, with an unfathomable depth in her eyes. "It's okay if it hurts."
It rarely rains here, but at this moment, dark clouds rolled in the sky, a strong wind blew, and the sky suddenly darkened. The air was filled with a damp smell, accompanied by low thunder, and large raindrops fell at first, then became more and more dense.
Tang Shuya felt raindrops falling into his eyes, otherwise why was it so bitter and his vision so blurry?
Ling Zhen's face was so blurry that it was difficult to make out, including the expression on her face.
I just felt that her expression was very cold, like the cold wind in winter, biting and harsh.
The moment the hairpin was pulled out, a small stream of blood gushed out from the tiny hole, like ink falling on rice paper, gradually spreading on Tang Shuya's black shirt.
Ling Zhen looked calm and composed, but her slightly twitching fingers had already betrayed her inner feelings.
She knew she hadn't stabbed deeply enough, but it was her first time hurting someone with a sharp weapon, and it still made her heart race.
Tang Shuya pressed his hand against the bleeding spot, the scarlet in his eyes growing darker. He looked at her like that and asked in a hoarse voice, "Ah's, you hate me now, don't you?"
A strong wind blew, causing Ling Yuan's veil to flutter, her skirt to flutter, and her hair to fly. Her eyes, as clear as water, remained calm, and her red lips were slightly pursed.
She said, "I've suffered pain a thousand times greater than you. I hated you, but now I really don't hate you anymore."
I don't hate him because I don't love him anymore, so does that mean I don't even hate him anymore?
He said in a hoarse voice, "Come with me. Ah Zhen, come back with me."
"I won't go with you."
Hearing her refusal, he shuddered noticeably, as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out. His features were somewhat ferocious, and he asked in a cold voice, "Is it because of Han Su? Believe it or not, I will shoot him to death!"
Her eyes moved, but she looked at him calmly, and she even smiled at him. She held the hairpin in her hand, quickly and firmly aimed it at the carotid artery, and whispered, "Okay, kill him. If you take him back, it will only be my corpse."
She threatened him with death!
She actually wanted to live and die with that man!
Tang Shuya's chest was about to explode with hatred. He lowered his head to look at her and said bitterly, "If he dies, you won't live either. Is that what you mean?"
"Yes."
She answered without thinking, fearing that Tang Shuya would not believe her, so she exerted force suddenly, and the sharp end of the hairpin pierced the skin on her neck, and blood instantly came out.
"do not want!"
Tang Shuya immediately grabbed Ling Zhen's wrist to prevent her from stabbing deeper.
The dark eyes beneath the wet hair held an emotion akin to mad despair and pain.
She was not joking, she really wanted to die, and she would rather die than go back to him.