C85 (1/2)

Song Qiting really wanted to reach out and grab Tang Zhen, but in the end, he still cowardly pulled back.

Tang Zhen, will you be happier if you leave my life?

Song Qiting silently asked in his heart, Miao Miao asked for him to let Tang Zhen go, and Gu Yun also asked him to let her go. Now that he thought about what he had done to Tang Zhen back then, he felt that he no longer had the qualifications to trap her by his side.

Therefore, he had to let go.

”I'll be waiting for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at eight o'clock the day after tomorrow.”

Forgive his selfishness, maybe this was the only chance he had to see Tang Zhen again.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left …

Hearing the sound of Song Qiting's footsteps as he walked far away, Tang Zhen tightly gripped her chest. She only felt that part of her chest was so painful that she could not even breathe. Tears rolled down her face as she covered her mouth and tried her best to hold in her sobs.

Tang Zhen powerlessly hid in a corner. After a long while, her tears had finally dried up, and she finally shook her body lightly.

After loving Song Qiting for so many years, she had thought that she was already like an iron wall that could bear any kind of harm.

But in the end, her heart was not made of iron or copper, so she would also feel pain.

Tang Zhen sat on the sofa like a zombie, he once again used a cloth to wipe the tea table and cabinets. The black paint on the cabinet had already been cleaned to the point where her shadow could be seen. She didn't have any intention of stopping yet.

She was like an indefatigable tool, mechanically doing the work she was doing.

”Buzz …”

Her phone started to vibrate causing Tang Zhen to be shocked. She finally regained her senses and quickly wiped her hands with a dry towel. Then, she took out her phone from her bag.

”Little Zhe, let's go home. Mom and Dad are looking for you.”

Wei Jie was all smiles. Since he had returned to the Tang Clan a week ago, although he had not changed the Tang Clan much, but there was one more person that he was not used to.

Especially Tang Zhen, she could clearly feel that Wei Jie wanted to compensate the mother and daughter pair. She didn't know if it was because she had never seen this father before, but she still couldn't get closer to him.

So even now, she still couldn't say a word about her father.

”I know.”

Tang Zhen hung up the phone, packed up the things in the old house, and went back to the Tang Family with the door locked.

Inside the Tang Family villa, Wei Jie was fanning Tang Zijun's face as he gave a greasy smile.

”Little Jun, look at how many days I've been back. When are you going to let me move back to the master bedroom?”

Wei Jie said excitedly. He had already thought of Tang Zijun for more than a day or two, because as a normal and good man, looking at Tang Zijun every single day was filled with enticement. Seductive appearance was undoubtedly not the greatest form of torture.

Seeing Tang Zijun clear his throat, he hurriedly poured for her a cup of black tea and passed it over.

”Xiao Jun, we are husband and wife after all, how could there be a need for husband and wife to live in the same room? I know that you haven't had a single man in all these years, and I, Wei Jie, will never forget your friendship with me.”

Wei Jie took the chance to caress Tang Zijun's hands. Her skin was still delicate and captivating, causing others to be able to feel their emotions. He then knelt down beside Tang Zijun's feet, and used his perverted hands to caress her ankles.

Tang Zijun looked at Wei Jie who was like a dog with contempt. Ever since she had been abandoned by that man, she, Tang Zijun, no longer needed men.

For her, a man was just an outlet for a certain desire. The tools of hope, the more lowly they behaved in front of her, the happier she would be.