Chapter 283

But Tang Shi didn't die. She lived tenaciously. She was like Xiaoqiang who couldn't fight. She worked so hard to live. But Bo ye had to step on her back every time. She was eager to break her back.

And now? Everything was as he wanted. Tang Shi's rib was broken, and it was the one closest to the heart.

Her bone is not so hard, hard enough to carry all the grievances and pain, so she is also so fragile, fragile to a touch, bleeding

Thin night did not speak, fell into a dead silence.

Jiang Ling said, "sit by her bed these days and talk. In the thin night, the ears of Tang poetry can still hear."

Thin night suddenly looked up, like an electric shock, "I Can I go back? "

"What you have to do now is make it up to her as much as you can." Jiang Ling tut a, "but it seems that Tang poetry is not rare your compensation."

Yes, she said before she was in a coma that she wanted him to owe her. It's better to owe her for generations and crucify her.

When Tang poetry blocked those two knives for him, was it with such an idea?

Thin night eye socket is red, she how so ruthless! I'd rather let myself bleed and hurt than let him owe her! She's not afraid to die!

Jiang Ling looks at Bo Ye's expression and suddenly feels that the man in front of her is very pitiful.

He was blinded by the so-called truth for so long that when he opened it a little bit later, he was as fragile as a paper man, and he would fly to dust at the touch of it.

It turned out that the justice he had insisted on for so long in the end was false.

It turns out that the person he has deeply hated in recent years is not the one who should bear all this.

Those who have been wronged are pitiful, and those who have made mistakes are even more pitiful.

He made a mistake that could not be reversed at all. In the end, he found that it was himself who was guilty.

Bo Ye's back is stiff like a statue. Later, Jiang Ling said to the figure he left, "Bo Ye, I have advised you many times But you don't listen. "

Thin night did not speak, closed his eyes, even tears.

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Tang Shi has been in a coma for two weeks. Bo ye sent someone there to pick up Tang Wei. Tang Wei came to the hospital when he knew that his mother had an accident. He saw his mother lying on the bed with pale face, eyes closed, all kinds of detection lines on her body, and a machine to sense the beating on his fingers. He was red eyed and saw Bo Ye sitting beside Tang Shi's bed The eyes were bleeding with hatred.

Bo Ye suddenly stands up and wants to speak, but he hears Tang Wei crying, "what else do you want?"

He was questioned by his own son.

Thin night's heart seems to be stabbed by a knife, and forced to wring, pain he felt his chest must be bloody.

Tang Wei came to the bedside crying and pushed away the servants. The nanny was worried and yelled, "young master..."

"Don't call me young master!"

Tang Wei wiped his tears and looked back maliciously, "I don't want to be a young master, and I'm not your young master! Go to your master. I don't need a dog like you

At a young age, it is so skillful to hurt people.

Bo Ye is in great pain. "Weiwei, these people are sent by me to take care of your life..."

"Care?" Tang Wei raised his head and looked into thin night's eyes, one big and the other small. He was clearly a close relative, but he turned his face to be an enemy.

"You don't deserve to take care of me. Your so-called care is to make my mommy look like this!"

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