The rich man on the run: The gangster is so hard to get rid of

Lingtang felt that the man in front of him was really unreasonable.

She took two steps back, her eyes filled with coldness, "Shen Peizhi, please let him go!"

The man was frightened by the coolness in her eyes. He tightened his lips and said with an unhappy expression, "He threatens you."

Ling Tang was still wondering why Shen Peizhi didn't take her back home immediately after finding her. It turned out to be for this matter.

Li Mu, who was struggling, apparently saw Ling Tang standing outside the door, and the bodyguard was about to stuff him into a sack.

He looked at Ling Tang with deep pleading and fear in his eyes.

Ling Tang took a deep breath, suppressed the terrible feeling in his heart, and said with a serious face, "That is my business and has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?" These four words suddenly stepped on Shen Peizhi's pain point. He looked at the thin and small woman standing in front of him.

She raised her face, her eyes full of stubbornness, and the anger in Shen Peizhi's heart was suddenly aroused.

Her thin body always had the power to resist him.

Her soft heart is always reserved for other men.

Even though he was burned by the flames from the explosion all over his back because of her, and even though he was devastated because of her and got drunk and got alcohol poisoning, she never showed him any pity.

His heart aches! At this moment, he should be a dried fish, abandoned by her on the shore, exposed to the harsh sunlight.

He craved water as much as he craved her love.

Shen Peizhi had a sullen face and never looked at her again.

He strode forward, and the moment he passed her, he opened his thin lips and uttered three words coldly, "Let him go."

The bodyguards in the room heard the order, looked at each other for a moment, and then untied the rope from Li Mu.

Li Mu cried bitterly after escaping death. He got up with difficulty, staggered to Ling Tang and said to her, "I'm sorry."

His hands were still exposed, and Lingtang didn't respond to him. She just walked into the room, picked up the gloves that the bodyguard had just thrown on the ground, and dusted them off.

Then, handed it to him.

When handing it to him, Lingtang sighed, "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"It's me. It's my wishful thinking and greed. It has nothing to do with you."

Li Mu took the gloves, without even daring to raise his head, and quickly left the room under the push of the bodyguard.

Three minutes later, the sound of breaking glass began to be heard in the living room, followed by the sound of a man roaring, and then the sound of something falling...

The floor was cold, Lingtang's feet were cold, but her body was even colder.

Even though the heating in the room was turned on fully, Lingtang still felt like he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

She leaned against the wall and slowly slid down. She curled up together and buried her head in her legs. Tears instantly flooded her face.

The sound of smashing gradually stopped, and with a bang, the door was slammed shut. Lingtang guessed that Shen Peizhi must have entered the bedroom.

There was only deathly silence in the room. Ling Tang stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and slowly walked to the living room.

In the living room, it was a mess.

The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. There were broken glass ornaments on the ground. The chairs on the bar were lying on the ground. The wine in the wine cabinet was smashed to pieces. There were residues on the white carpet next to the sofa. Stained with blood.

There was a golf club on the ground, and he used it to smash everything he could.

The violent factor in Shen Peizhi seemed to have been awakened by her.

Lingtang was unfamiliar with Shen Peizhi like this. Even if he got her with force, even if he threatened her in every possible way, he had never been so irritable.

Maybe they all need some quiet time.

Lingtang opened the door to another room, walked in, and closed the door.

She was very tired, so she took a shower, climbed into bed, stopped thinking about those messy things, and fell asleep peacefully.

Maybe she was too tired, but in her dream she actually dreamed of her mother, whom she had not dreamed of for a long time.

Her mother, wearing that familiar jacket, stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains and greeted her.

Her mother's lips opened and closed as if she was saying something. The whistling wind blew past her ears, making Lingtang unable to hear her mother's voice at all.

She was wearing a nightgown, but she didn't feel cold. She stood barefoot in the snow nest and staggered towards her mother, just like she did when she was learning to walk.

As it got closer, she heard her mother's words clearly, "Tangtang, mother hopes you are happy."

Lingtang stood there and murmured, "What is happiness?"

In the wind and snow, my mother's face was a bit unreal, and her voice drifted over from far to near, "Only when you are with the one you love can you be happy."

Lingtang stretched out his hand, his face full of sorrow, "Mom, I'm so tired, take me away, I miss you so much..."

"Tangtang, I'm sorry. It's all my mother's fault. If I hadn't snatched your father away from Cui Nuan..."

Lingtang couldn't hear the next words clearly, but his mother's face gradually relaxed.

Lingtang reached out, frantically trying to catch her, but the snowy mountain beneath her feet suddenly cracked open. She looked down and saw a bottomless black hole beneath her feet.

"Ah!" she screamed, and her body instantly fell into the abyss.

Shen Peizhi's foot was injured. He accidentally stepped on a glass ornament that was smashed by him.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his legs propped up on a chair. The American doctor was carefully treating his wounds. He looked at the messy living room and felt extremely regretful.

She must be scared by herself!

If I could just control the fire in my heart, things wouldn't be like this.

At least he could hold her and survive another difficult night.

In the days without her, in the deep and lonely nights, he lived a particularly painful life.

There was a sudden scream in the room. Shen Peizhi frowned and wanted to get up, but was held down by the American doctor.

The American doctor spoke in broken Chinese, "Mr. Shen, the wound will be treated immediately. I will wrap gauze on you. Please wait a moment."

Shen Peizhi said impatiently, "Please hurry up!"

After the American doctor finished the treatment, he packed up the medical kit and said some precautions, "In the past few days, please..."

Before he finished speaking, when he looked up, the person sitting on the sofa had disappeared.

Shen Peizhi naturally had no intention of listening to the nonsense the American doctors said. When he heard that scream, his heart had already flown to this room.

He opened the door and carefully turned on the light.

There was a woman sobbing softly in the room, and he thought he had woken her up. When he got closer, he found that she was still sleeping, but her sleep was extremely uneasy.

Her eyelashes were moist, there was a tear at the end of her eye, and her slightly furrowed brow showed her uneasiness.

She is dreaming, who is in her dream?

"Shen Peizhi..."

She was calling his name, and Shen Peizhi thought she was awake, but her eyes were still closed tightly.

Shen Peizhi frowned, and a sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

It turns out that it was him in her dream. Even in her dream, did he make her so uneasy?

He reached out to smooth her frown, but the next second, he heard her voice.

"If I weren't Lingtang, would you love me?"