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

The water in the kettle has boiled and made a gurgling sound.

The teapot on the side exudes a faint fragrance of tea.

The tea leaves in the teapot lie quietly at the bottom of the pot, waiting to be soaked in hot water to release their fragrance.

Lingtang sat in the small living room of the room, picked up the tea cup in front of him, and took a few sips.

The aroma of tea overflows and the taste is sweet.

Si Guanyu's tea is indeed very good.

It was almost noon, and two hours had passed since Si Guanyu rescued her from Shen Siyi.

In the dark basement, when Lingtang saw Si Guanyu holding a gun and pointing it at Shen Siyi angrily, she felt extremely happy.

Kill her, kill her and you can avenge Ling Xiao.

At that moment, the voice kept echoing in her ears.

But Si Guanyu didn't do anything. After pointing a gun at Shen Siyi for ten seconds, he had someone tie up Shen Siyi.

The bodyguard who died innocently was buried in the back mountain by Si Guanyu.

There were footsteps outside the door, and soon, the door opened.

Lingtang looked up and saw Si Guanyu.

He stood there, looking at Ling Tang intently, with a somewhat bad look on his face, "Shen Siyi said that you tied the bed sheet and climbed out of the window to get out of here."

Ling Tang raised his lips and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"You trapped me here and didn't allow me to get out."

"I just resisted a little."

Ling Tang said it calmly, but Si Guanyu was irritated by her calm tone.

He punched the door frame, looked at her angrily, and roared, "Do you know what will happen if I don't come back in time?"

Si Guanyu's anger was certainly not an act. If something really happened to Ling Tang, he would definitely hate himself to death.

Lingtang knew what he meant, and she was still a little scared when she thought of Shen Siyi's order.

Her reaction at that time was not a disguise, she was scared to death.

Ling Tang looked at Si Guanyu with a calm expression and a helpless tone, "Didn't you come back in a hurry?"

Si Guanyu also looked back at her, looking at her calm face, and suddenly understood that procrastinating this matter would only lead to long nights and nightmares.

He walked to the opposite side of Lingtang and sat down on the chair.

"Xiaotang, can't you wait any longer? I won't keep you trapped for too long."

"My people found traces of Shen Peizhi at the foot of the mountain."

While saying this, Lingtang lifted the kettle on the stove and poured hot water into the teapot.

Suddenly, the fragrance of tea began to spread in the room.

When Si Guanyu looked at her again, her expression returned to calm.

A smile suddenly appeared on Ling Tang's lips, "Guan Yu, there is actually no difference between you and Shen Peizhi."

"He and I are different," Si Guanyu didn't expect her to say that. The lines on his face tightened and he looked straight at her, "Xiaotang, I will never hurt you."

"Then let me ask you, if you succeed, how are you going to settle me? Where is Zhong Xinyue, what are you going to do with her?"

Si Guanyu knew whether Grandpa Zhong was easy to deal with or not.

Sure enough, Si Guanyu looked troubled, hesitating for a long time, and finally said a complete sentence.

"Now is not the time. After a few years, Mr. Zhong is gone and I will break up with Zhong Xinyue."

His intention was obvious, Ling Tang sneered, "So, during this period, do I have to be your lover?"

The expression on Si Guanyu's face couldn't stand it anymore. He clenched his fists and looked unhappy, "Don't say it so harshly, Xiaotang, I love you."

But Lingtang didn't believe it, and she certainly wouldn't be Si Guanyu's lover.

"You know very well whether you will break up."

"The Zhong family and the Si family are tied together because of their interests. Your breakup will definitely have a big impact on the two groups."

Si Guanyu hurriedly denied her judgment and blurted out, "I don't care about these, I just want you."

The tea was brewed. Lingtang picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Si Guanyu.

When the tea is poured into the cup, the sound is clear and pleasant.

After a while, the teacup in front of Si Guanyu was already seventy percent full.

Ling Tang put the teapot back on the table, "Guan Yu, stop fussing."

"It's not too late to reconcile with Shen Peizhi now."

"You are different from Shen Peizhi."

"You are the proud son of God. You don't need to struggle in the underground boxing market, you don't need to scheming with your aunt, and you don't need to get your hands stained with blood."

When he said this, Ling Tang looked at Si Guanyu with sadness and sympathy in his eyes, but he was thinking of Shen Peizhi in his heart.

Speaking of which, it was her father, Ling Zhengshan, who caused Shen Peizhi's unfortunate life.

It was precisely because he failed Cui Nuan that Shen Peizhi was born.

These words were harsh, and Si Guanyu felt very uncomfortable listening to them. She was obviously talking about another person's life, and the sadness in her eyes was because of Shen Peizhi.

Si Guanyu's expression gradually turned cold, and there was a chill in his tone, "Xiaotang, I don't like you mentioning his name."

"He obviously hurt you, why did you..."

Why are you still thinking about him?

Ling Tang sighed leisurely and looked at Si Guanyu with an indifferent expression.

"If I don't mention Shen Peizhi, wouldn't he be my husband?"

"Even if you kill him, my name will be engraved on his tombstone."

"He and I are inseparable and forever connected."

These words undoubtedly angered Si Guanyu. He punched the table and looked at Ling Tang with gritted teeth, "Your marriage is not counted. He forced you to do so."

His words were a bit childish, and Lingtang smiled bitterly, "It's not you who has the final say whether you do it or not."

The two were speechless, Si Guanyu looked at her intently, "Xiaotang, tell me, what should I do so that you can stop thinking about him?"

"Between Shen Peizhi and I, one of us is destined to die."

"If I was the one who died, I would be willing to do so."

When he said this, Si Guanyu's eyes were affectionate.

This deep feeling was like a dagger, piercing Lingtang's heart.

Facing Si Guanyu like this, Lingtang felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Why do you have to live and die? What's the need for a woman like her?

Ling Tang stood up, picked up the teacup in front of Si Guanyu, leaned over slightly, handed it to Si Guanyu's lips, and said with a smile, "The tea is cold."

Si Guanyu looked at her with a complicated expression.

The water in the tea cup was light green. He gently took it and asked, seemingly accidentally, "You didn't poison the tea, did you?"

Ling Tang heard the sound and wanted to grab the cup in his hand. While grabbing it, he said, "Then I'll drink first."

Si Guanyu saw this and said, "I was just kidding."

He felt relieved and drank the tea in one gulp.

Then he handed the empty tea cup to Ling Tang, "The tea is indeed cold, it needs to be hot."

Lingtang sat down, picked up the teapot, and poured him another cup.

Five minutes later, Si Guanyu suddenly felt dizzy.

At the last moment when he passed out, he stared at the woman sitting opposite him with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Xiaotang, you..."

The pot of hot water on the stove was filled with the packet of medicine given by Zhong Xinyue. The medicine was mixed into the teapot and into the teacup in front of Si Guanyu.

As for that pot of tea, Lingtang never drank it from beginning to end.

Lingtang stood up and walked to him, "I'm here to save your life."

Finally, he fell into her arms.

Lingtang dragged him to the sofa and got him a blanket.

After doing all this, she walked to the bedroom, opened the bedside table, took out the mobile phone inside, and called Zhong Xinyue.

"I got it, come on up."

Zhong Xinyue didn't seem to expect that she would succeed so quickly. After all, she was only sent down the mountain by Si Guanyu in the morning.

After hanging up the phone, Lingtang picked up the gun and walked out of the room.

It's time to end this.