One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Two Rage (I)

However, the next moment, her words made the smile on his face freeze.

"My aunt asked me to give this to you."

The movement of Tang Yu's hand paused, his narrow eyes narrowed, staring at her, breathing heavily, "Song Zhixing, let me ask you again - did you buy this shirt?"

Song Zhixing felt that the look in his eyes at this moment was very scary.

Her legs were a little weak, her little fists were clenched tightly at her sides, and she almost wanted to run away when he stared at her. However, as of now, there is no turning back.

She moved her lips and said with a trembling voice: "I didn't buy it! It was... my aunt asked me to pick it up today. I..."

Before Song Zhixing finished speaking, he felt his eyes blurred. The torn shirt was thrown forcefully into her face.

"Get out!" Tang Yu's eyes were frighteningly cold. His eyes were scarlet, surging with anger and deep hatred.

She actually played this trick with him!

He felt that his previous hopes had become particularly ridiculous.

How dare you expect this heartless little girl to care a little about herself!

Yes, he never expected her to accept him immediately. Even if he only had the intention, he felt that it was enough. Over the years, he has cared for her growth, worried about her illness, and taken care of her life in every detail. Even knowing that she was afraid of him, he endured it and left for half a year, just hoping that she could live more comfortably.

However, what could he give in return for the little girl he treated sincerely?

Just shouting to her that she is tired of living like this! And, again and again, I want to stay away from him! Get away from him!

"Second uncle..." Song Zhixing didn't know why he suddenly got angry. She took the shirt off her head and held it in her hands. She looked at him timidly, her lips stiffened, "You... didn't you say you like this dress very much?"

"Song Zhixing, I'll give you three seconds!" Every word Tang Yu said was as gloomy and cold as Satan, making Song Zhixing take two steps back in shock. "If you still stand in front of me in three seconds, you will bear the consequences!"

Song Zhixing was trembling in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Yu was more frightening than ever. He was like a beast that had exposed its fangs and could tear her apart at any time. She breathed heavily in fear,

Grabbing his shirt, he turned around and ran out.

Until she ran into her own door and closed it hard. She leaned against the door, still breathing heavily.

There is lingering fear in my heart.

Why does this happen? Obviously just before, he was very happy to see this shirt. Why the sudden change in temperament? Did she say something wrong somewhere?

Tang Yu's mood was always unstable, and Song Zhixing couldn't figure it out at all.

But when I thought about his scarlet and angry eyes just now, I still shuddered in fear.

I was squatting on the ground and thinking wildly when I heard a muffled sound from the next door. It was the sound of the door of the room being slammed shut. Then, the sound of heavy footsteps belonging to a man could be heard from far to near, and even the footsteps were filled with anger.

Song Zhixing tensed up, fearing that Tang Yu was coming to settle a score with him. However, the footsteps crossed her room and went downstairs.

A few minutes later……

Outside the villa, a strong beam of light shone into the window of her room. She stood at the window and looked down, and saw Tang Yu's car rushing into the heavy rain at a fast speed, causing a splash of water.

Song Zhixing stared blankly, biting his lower lip, feeling inexplicably sad.

Did you piss him off?

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"Miss, it's time for dinner." The housekeeper's voice sounded downstairs.

Song Zhixing responded, put down his shirt, opened the door to the room and walked out.

The dining table is filled with delicious food.

She obviously liked them, and it was so late, so she was really hungry, but for some reason, she just had no appetite at all.

Sister Li stood aside and saw her lack of energy. She asked worriedly: "Did you quarrel with the second master again?"

"I didn't quarrel with him." Song Zhixing picked the rice with chopsticks and complained: "It was him who got angry at me for no reason. I obviously liked the shirt I gave him, but his expression changed the next second. . Sister Li, why is my second uncle so difficult to take care of? "

"Did you say something wrong again? I saw that when the second master came down, he was very angry and his face was livid. It's raining so heavily and the car is driving so fast. I don't know whether it is safe or not." Sister Li As he said that, he glanced outside.

The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.

Song Zhixing also followed her gaze and looked over. The dark light in his eyes flickered. The next second, he bit his chopsticks and muttered softly: "Second uncle has always been measured. He would not even drive the car just to get angry with me." Oh no?"

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Du Hui was dug out of bed in the middle of the night and ran to the club to pick someone up. When they arrived, Tang Yu was already a little drunk and was leaning on the off-road vehicle to smoke. He whipped hard, as if he was numbing something.

Under the dim street lights above his head, this man who was as high as the sky seemed to be extremely lonely at this moment.

Du Hui was slightly shocked. No matter how strong and cold a man is, he can never escape the word 'love'.

However, he originally thought that the second master would be in a very good mood today. Didn't the little lady buy him a gift?

"Second Master." Du Hui stepped forward.

Tang Yu raised his eyelids and only said "hmm" from his nasal cavity. His voice was still mute. He smelled of alcohol on his body. It seems that he drank a lot.

"Would you like one?" Tang Yu handed him the cigarette.

Du Hui took it, but didn't smoke. He just glanced at him, "You don't usually smoke."

Tang Yu sneered, "I started smoking when I was 18. Smoking addiction is the hardest thing to quit. But I've quit for seven or eight years."

He extinguished the cigarette butt heavily on the extinguishing area above the trash can beside the car, and laughed at himself, as if sighing: "Some people, no matter how much you do for them, they won't appreciate your kindness."

Du Hui knew that the "she" he was talking about was naturally the young lady.

She had asthma, so the second master quit smoking a long time ago.

"The young lady is still young, and she will understand one day." Du Hui comforted.

"Young?" Tang Yu snorted, with a bit of pain and bitterness in his eyes, "At 18, she's grown wings."

Did she really think that her little tricks could fool him? The shirt that he ridiculously regarded as a gift was just a tool she used to match him and Li Hanyan.

That's all.

Du Hui didn't know what happened, but he didn't dare to ask more. Tang Yu threw away the cigarette butt, opened the car door and got in. Du Hui did not dare to neglect and immediately got into the driver's seat.

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Tang Yu felt a headache.

It is said that when you are drunk, your heart will be numb, at least it will not be so uncomfortable. However, he felt that he was more sober when he was drunk.

In his mind, Song Zhixing's hateful and unforgettable face kept coming back. It pressed heavily on his chest, making him feel depressed.