C14 (1/2)

Song Qiting removed the glass in her hand and unhesitatingly tore off his tie and carefully tied it around her wrist. ”Yi Fei, are you stupid? ”She almost killed you, even if you drained all the blood from her body, she would still deserve it!”

Tang Zhen's fingers that held onto the blanket turned white, and all the memories from that moment rushed into his brain.

With his grandmother suddenly dead, Yu Yifei plotted against him. Song Qiting ignored her safety and ordered his men to draw blood to save Yu Yifei …

One after another, they cooled Tang Zhen's heart down.

Song Qiting carried Yu Yifei and warned him with a cold gaze: ”It's best if you don't play any tricks on me! Otherwise, I will make your life worse than death! ”

Even if he was treated like this by someone he liked, other than the dull pain in his heart, Tang Zhen did not have a single tear left. She looked at Song Qiting who was about to leave, and suddenly said: ”Wait!”

”What else is there?” Song Qiting turned and said impatiently.

Tang Zhen looked at this stranger who was the most familiar with him, and spoke after a long while: ”Song Qiting, let's get divorced.”

Grandma was gone, and it didn't matter if the rest of the estate belonged to her. She promised her grandmother she would be happy. She had loved this man for three years and did not want to love him anymore.

Song Qiting pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gloomy and his heart throbbing uncontrollably.

These three years, he had actively mentioned about divorce many times, but Tang Zhen had always begged him not to. But now that Tang Zhen had brought it up of his own accord, it made him feel inexplicably irritated.

”If you want to say it, it should be me!” Song Qiting glared at Tang Zhen fiercely.

Tang Zhen laughed miserably and nodded: ”That's fine, Boss Song, I beg you, please divorce me.”

Song Qiting held Yu Yifei tightly, and mocked him: ”You almost caused Yi Fei's death, I haven't tortured you enough, how can I divorce you?”

After he finished speaking, he carried Yu Yifei and left the ward.

Tang Zhen looked at the ceiling, his eyes dry. She wanted to cry, but there was no tears.

She couldn't stay here any longer. She couldn't give them any chance to hurt her.

Tang Zhen stood alone at the entrance of the hospital, as if she was being carried away by the rain, and the sky started to drizzle.