Zhao Ke knew that Tang Zhiyuan cared about Tang Xin, but he was more concerned about his face.
even if she didn't die this time, she would still lose a layer of skin!
She couldn't live without the title of Mrs. Tang. She didn't want to live the life she had before.
Thinking back to those days, thinking about those gray walls, those old and broken furniture, and that dirty man, it was even more unbearable than killing Zhao Ke.
she knelt in front of tang zhiyuan and repented. " zhiyuan, i was wrong. i promise i won't see him again. i won't have such a photo again. "
Tang Zhiyuan grabbed her hair and pulled her in front of him. He squinted his eyes and looked at her. Suddenly, he threw her away. you're on your own.
zhao ke lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. she just coughed.
After-long time, she got up and walked to Tang Xin's room, but she saw that it was empty.
where's tang xin? where did she go?
