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like her! !

Fu Muzhong roared hoarse in the last three words, and then he seemed to have lost all his strength, and his whole body fell down again. He sat on the tatami and looked at Bo Ye. The faces of the two were equally delicate, but his eyes There was a lot more hatred than Bo Ye, "I think I saw the wrong person from the beginning! Last time I ate with Su Qi and saw her hugging a foreigner and talking and laughing!" At

that moment, Bo Ye's There was a blizzard in his eyes, and countless emotions flashed in the man's eyes. He picked up the picture with his fingers trembling slightly. Fu Mu finally gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Shi is a woman who is rotten to the bones! Bo Ye! , I don’t know why I became what I am now. I just think about the scenes of Tang poetry messing with others, and I’m going crazy!"

Bo Ye still maintains the final calm on the surface, and his heart has long been A violent turmoil.

He said softly, "Tang Shi She"

how could she do such a thing?

"She pretends to look upright in front of us every day, but her back is terribly dirty." Fu Mu finally couldn't bear it. "Sooner or later, I will let her know the price of deceiving me!"

Bo Ye didn't know what that day was. How did he leave Fu Muzhong's house? He only knew that he had also drank a lot of wine with Fu Muzhong. He even envied Fu Muzhong and could shout out all his emotions directly.

And he dare not.

He did not dare to admit that he was plunged into an abyss that hated her crazily and reluctantly, just like Fu Muzhong.

Tang Shi was like a poison in his bone marrow. Bo Ye felt that he hated her so much that he wanted to kill her by himself, but when he saw her face, he would find that he couldn't do it at all.

It's as if I already have a weakness, that weakness is the existence of Tang poetry itself, and it hurts when others touch it. If he wants to give up, he must let his body bleed so much!

Bo Ye went back that day and called Lin Ci with trembling fingers, "Check me out, Tang Shi has a relationship with those men, check it all with me, whether it was five years ago or now!"

He almost roared. Sitting in the car, he felt the blood surge in his chest, and his whole person slowly lost his sense in anger.

He hated Tang Shi for being unloving, hated her for such indulgence, she clearly said that she loves him, but she can mix with other men so easily!

Tang Shi, don't you love me!

When Bo Ye screamed for the last time, he punched his steering wheel hard, he couldn't find a place to vent, he felt that he was going crazy with pain. Tang Shi was like a thorn in his heart, bleeding and stinging constantly, his eyes were red when he grasped the phone.

The dignified seven-foot man felt so weak for the first time, like a child. Bo Ye was sitting in the car choked again.

Tang Shi, how can you be so cruel, how can you treat him like this! He tried all means to trap her by his side, but she patted her butt and said that she gave up and gave up. How could she be so cruel!

Fu Mu can finally find him to vent, then who should he find? Everyone thinks that he has a hard heart, and everyone thinks that a person like him is cold-blooded and ruthless, but in fact, he is cold-blooded and ruthless, and was hurt by Tang Shi's heart cruelty, and he has no power to fight back!

He didn't dare to tell others that he, Bo Ye, the most powerful man in Haicheng, was addicted to an ex-wife of his own, and he even came to his house to ask for forgiveness again and again like a damn fool!

People simply disdain it.

Bo Ye raised his head, holding back the tears, his scarlet eyes were twitching. He laughed a few times, his laughter was hoarse, not knowing who he was mocking.

Then he took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and the car ran wildly at the high speed. The speed was staggering, as if going to death.

He firmly held the steering wheel with both hands, and countless crazy and decisive thoughts flashed through his mind. Before he said to stop the game, he would not allow Tang Shi to quit early!

Tang Shi, in this life, if you die, you can only die in the hands of my Bo Ye. If others dare to interfere with you, I will chop off their fingers one by one!