He, Tang Junhao, took great risks every time by going to the "Smiley Flower" magazine and sneaking into the Platinum Palace in order to relieve himself of his lovesickness.

For this, he almost racked his brains and thought hard, and every time he arranged it carefully and carefully, without leaking anything, so as to prevent the slightest flaw from making the two women suspicious of her and the child and murdering her.

And she actually thoughtlessly made an appointment with a man after dusk!

Sister-in-law Feng, who was mopping the floor with her head lowered, felt a cold chill on her back. She hurriedly stopped what she was doing and followed his line of sight to look at the pair of figures outside the window:

"Mr. Tang, really, this is the first time we see them together!"

Anger rose from his eyes: "Sister-in-law Feng, help me call her back quickly!"

Sister-in-law Feng wiped her hands and without a moment's hesitation, she hurried downstairs and went straight to the artificial lake.

The veins on his forehead sprouted out, and he clenched his fists, like an angry lion, ready to go.

Xia Pan'er walked into the villa calmly and calmly, but was surprised to find Tang Junhao on the sofa in the living room. This was the first time she saw him in the Platinum Palace after she moved into it (she didn't know that on a dark and windy night, he had already

Visited many times).

And she found that he had a pale face, ferocious eyes, teeth and claws like a lion, looking at her calm face, and roared:

"Are you dating a man again? You are really capable and never give up every opportunity to hook up with a man!"

After saying that, he frowned, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed her white and tender catkins without hesitation.

Xia Pan'er whispered: "Tang Junhao, put down your rude hand 1"

The giant palm raised in the air was hanging, slowly and slowly lowered.

He once again saw the coldness, indifference, and contempt in her watery eyes - these were the things he least wanted to see and hurt his heart the most.

Why do they always have to be like two fighting beasts, biting and scratching each other with their sharp claws?

He believes that when he hurts the other person, his heart is hurt the deepest and most cruelly.

Finally, a low and weak voice begged: "Pan'er, can we face each other calmly and stop hurting each other?"
Chapter completed!