novelaction Chapter 198 I wish you all the best
Chapter 198 I wish you all the best
Hearing this, Yu Jiaruo clenched her fingers. She stared at the back of Tang Shuya's head, and like Ling Zhen, waited for Tang Shuya's answer.
The man's eyebrows knitted slightly, and he turned his head away calmly. His dark, deep eyes were flat and emotionless. "Are you sure you want to talk about what happened between us here?"
"Tang Shuya, let me ask you one thing, do all the things you said to me before still count?"
"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to question me?"
He smiled faintly, as if he was saying something insignificant.
Every word stabbed her heart like a knife.
The entire banquet hall was silent. With so many people present, no one made a sound. The silence seemed to swallow up all other sounds.
Only occasionally could a few thunderous sounds be heard, shocking people's hearts.
Tang Shuya's collar was suddenly grabbed by Ling Yuan. She was so petite that her head only reached Tang Shuya's collarbone, but such a small body contained immeasurable strength.
"Answer me! Did you really mean what you said? Did you really mean your promise?"
The fingers she grasped at his collar were blue and white from exerting too much force, and the bones and veins were clearly visible on the back of her hand.
He raised his eyes, and saw her peach blossom eyes as deep as the sea. Seeing her standing under the dazzling crystal chandelier, he realized that her skin was extremely pale, almost without any blood color, but still as delicate as mutton-fat jade.
She was wearing a hospital gown, and the wide collar covered her thin body, seeming to be able to bring out the wind.
A trace of doubt flashed through his mind, but in this situation, he couldn't delve into it too deeply. The most important thing at the moment was to get rid of her as soon as possible.
This is about his subsequent wrestling with Tang Yongnian.
He once disdained the marriage, but now he was doing something he hated.
He finally understood Mr. Tang's good intentions.
Perhaps Mr. Tang had already vaguely anticipated this happening.
Having made up his mind, he would not waver.
Tang Shuya looked down at her, a dull smile crossing his lips.
She was like a woman who came to catch an adulterer in a rage, a hysterical mad woman, completely disregarding her posture and face.
Even though she was so intense and out of control, he remained calm and composed, with no sign of annoyance on his face, maintaining his usual gentleness and friendliness.
This further highlights how self-deprecating her questioning was.
If a man cares about you crying, making a fuss, or being angry, it’s because you really belong to him and he has real feelings for you.
And this has nothing to do with lust.
When a woman's tears, sadness, and anger do not cause any ripples in a man's heart, it shows how insignificant this woman is in his eyes.
At this time, Yu Jiaruo said sympathetically, "Miss, I don't know if you have any connection with Tang Shuya, but today is the most important day in Tang Shuya's life. If you have anything to say, let's talk after the engagement party."
Yu Jiaruo tried to pull Ling Zhen's hand away.
But Ling Yuan clenched his hands tightly and ignored Yu Jiaruo completely, not even giving her a glance.
At this moment, the soft and boneless hand seemed to be filled with steel and cement, becoming extremely hard.
She just wanted one word from Tang Shuya, she wanted an answer.
She knew that if she didn't get an answer today, she would be unable to sleep at night or eat during the days to come, which would make her upset and heartbroken.
Tang Shuya lowered his eyebrows, watching Ling Yuan's eyes gradually turn watery, and finally said, "You believe what a man says at that time?"
His voice was still so gentle, but seemed to have a hint of coldness.
Yu Jiaruo raised her eyebrows, feeling a little angry inside, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she looked at Tang Shuya with concern and worry.
She didn't care how many women Tang Shuya had had before.
Anyway, there is only one winner in the end.
That’s her, Yu Jiaruo.
The anesthesia in Ling Zhen's body seemed to have worn off, and the pain from her lower body spread out. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her thin lips turned faintly white.
She felt dizzy and her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but her eyes were bright and blazing, making the red under her eyes even more intense, as if flames were dancing between them.
She gritted her teeth, suppressing the discomfort in her body, and squeezed out each word, "What about this? How do you explain this ring?"
Tang Shuya's long eyelashes half covered his deep eyes, and the arc of his eyes revealed a bit of coldness. He glanced at Ling Yuan's fingers raised in front of him.
A semicircular ring on top was swaying gently.
After a moment, he chuckled, "You actually treat this worthless thing as a treasure?"
The banquet hall was as bright as day, but she couldn't see his expression clearly. She could only see the corners of his mouth pulled up with contempt.
"In other words, all the words you said to me, all the promises you made, including this ring, everything, you lied to me. Not a single word or thing came from your heart, right?"
Her pale mouth trembled for a few moments, her voice was so soft that it was almost a breath, and her tone was desolate and sad.
"If you say so, then it is. Ling Zhen, don't take it too seriously. If you take it too seriously, you will lose."
He opened his mouth slowly, his eyes behind his glasses indifferent without any extra emotion.
Ling Yuan's hand, which was tightly gripping Tang Shuya's collar, suddenly lost its strength, and his fingers loosened slowly and stiffly one by one.
She moved her legs and took a step back. She immediately felt a piercing pain and gasped.
There was a red of pain in her eyes, and that frightening red was like a stain of sweet and fishy blood soaking into her eyes.
Just when Tang Shuya thought she was losing control of her emotions and crying, she suddenly took off the ring on her finger and threw it hard at his face.
The thing that Tang Shuya said was worthless hit Tang Shuya's forehead and bounced onto the cold and hard marble floor with a "thump" sound.
Following this soft sound, Ling Zhen's tears began to roll down continuously, as if mixed with a slightly reddish blood color.
Yu Jiaruo screamed out of control, and everyone present was extremely surprised. Some opened their eyes wide in astonishment, while others exclaimed in surprise.
A faint red mark was left between Tang Shuya's eyebrows. He just stroked it gently and smiled faintly.
He even gently reached out his hand to wipe the tears from her face, saying nonchalantly, "Ling Zhen, go back and save some dignity for yourself."
With tears in his eyes, Tang Shuya's usually gentle face flashed in front of Ling Yuan, but those seemingly affectionate peach blossom eyes were ice-cold, as cold as countless ice cones hitting her mercilessly and fiercely at the same time, leaving her with broken skin, bleeding, and heartbroken.
The light shone on Ling Yuan's eyelashes, which fluttered like butterfly wings. The eyelashes fluttered up and down, leaving a dim reflection.
She smiled lightly, broken and desperate, "Tang Shuya, I hope you get what you want."
Now, Ling Zhen finally understood that she was nothing.
She had nothing left, she had lost everything, and all the most important things in her life that she had longed for had become a bubble.
She laughed non-stop, tears streaming down her face, and she laughed like a madman.
Under the gaze of everyone, she straightened her back and walked out slowly, step by step, without looking back.