frightfiction Chapter 273 I hate you
Chapter 273 I hate you
After she finished shouting, she began to cry again, asking everyone to save Han Su. Suddenly, she turned around and pulled Tang Shuya's arm face to face. In his arms, she raised her tear-stained face and begged him: "Tang Shuya, I beg you, this is the last time in my life. Do you know any experts? Ask them to come to Uncle Han Su. I will work like a slave for you..."
Seeing how much Ling Zhen loved Han Su, a bit of unsuppressible pain appeared in the corners of his eyes.
He turned his gaze away and looked in Han Su's direction, seeing him lying there with his eyes tightly closed. In the face of life and death, anyone seemed so pale and powerless. He said in a hoarse voice: "Ling Zhen, he's gone. Let him go, and let yourself go too."
"No——" Ling Yuan couldn't hear anything and screamed, "Impossible, he said he wanted to spend his whole life with you... Wuwu... Let me go!"
Tang Shuya let go of her and took a step back.
Ling Zhen was no longer restrained, and he immediately ran to the bedside and looked at the person on the bed. Han Su was still lying there, but... with his eyes closed.
She touched the back of his hand, which was still warm. She gently put her face against it, and her tears fell on Han Su's calm face.
She seemed to have lost her soul, and she kept muttering to herself, "Impossible, he can't be dead, he's not dead, it's impossible..."
The doctor and the nurse expressed their condolences to her and then left one after another.
Tang Shuya saw her half-kneeling on the ground and wanted to go over to help her, but she shook his hand off, refusing to get up or move.
Tang Shuya knew that nothing he said would help, but he couldn't help but say, "Ling Zhen, Han Su doesn't want to see you like this. He wants you to be happy. You know that best."
Ling Yuan's entire back trembled, as if struck by lightning. He slowly stood up, staring at Tang Shuya with red eyes and asked, "It's you, isn't it?"
Tang Shuya frowned and asked, "What is me?"
She was trembling all over, staring at him intently, and asked again: "It was you who deliberately released the information about recruiting Chinese bodyguards. It was you who Han Su wanted to protect. It was you who asked him to hide it from me. It was you who ordered someone to plant the bomb and wanted to kill him!"
He frowned, a wave of sadness welling up in his heart, and said helplessly: "Yes, it was me. I just used this method to re-recruit Han Su as my bodyguard. I chose to conceal it because I was afraid that you would object. Han Su also agreed to this. But I really didn't ask anyone to plant the bomb..."
Before he could finish his words, a crisp slap was delivered to his face.
Ling Zhen cursed loudly at him: "You killed him—you—you killed him—you bastard! Why didn't you die!"
The moment she heard Tang Shuya admit it, she could no longer listen to what he said afterwards. She was already convinced deep down that it was Tang Shuya who ordered someone to plant the bomb to kill Han Su.
She hated Tang Shuya, but she hated herself even more.
Tang Shuya's face was slapped to the side by her. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the painful spot and slowly turned his head: "I hate Han Su. I hate him for kidnapping you, but if I wanted him dead, I would have killed him directly in the warehouse that day. Why wait until now?"
"You always give your reasons. You are a moody person. How can I guess what you are thinking?"
Ling Yuan cried out in despair and pain, the blood vessels on her slender, white neck bulging. She pounded Tang Shuya's chest with all her might, "I hate you! I hate you!"
She was so excited that her vision went dark and she fainted.