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Chapter 278 Why did I dream about this bastard again?

She lay drowsy on the bed, as if she had a dream, and dreamed of Tang Shuya again.

She wondered in her dream why she dreamed of this bastard again.

She was about to break out and curse, but Tang Shuya hugged her and buried his head in her neck, ignoring her struggles and pushing, just rubbing against him.

Gradually, she felt a warm and wet sensation on her shoulders and neck.

It's tears.

Tang Shuya cried.

Ling Zhen stopped moving. She could feel his arms tightening as he held her, his shoulders twitching, and his crying was suppressed and sorrowful.

An inexplicable feeling rose in her heart, and she asked indifferently: "Why are you crying? I should be the one crying."

He cried hoarsely, like a child who had made a mistake, and seemed to repeat the same two words over and over again: "Forgive me, forgive me..."

Ling Zhen didn't know how to respond to him. She felt that she should kick him away immediately, but because she was drunk, she had no strength and finally let him do what he wanted.

I don’t know how long he cried, but Ling Zhen finally fell asleep.

This house was rented by Tang Shuya for Ling Zhen, so it was easy for him to get the key.

He lived across the street and saw the light in her room was on, so he knew she was back.

Seeing that her steps were unsteady and she was stumbling, he was afraid that she might have had an accident, so he couldn't help but come to see her.

I saw her lying on the bed with her eyes tightly closed, but her eyelids kept twitching, tears slowly seeping from the corners of her eyes, and her slightly parted lips uttering intermittent and discordant syllables.

In the past, he would have definitely slept with her.

But at this moment, he was in no mood to do so.

His physical desires were satisfied, but in return Ling Zhen felt even more disgusted with him.

If Tang Shuya doesn't want to, can they still be friends?

As he thought about it, a sudden feeling of grief surged in his heart, his nose felt sore, and his eyes turned red.

He hugged the drunk Ling Zhen and cried. Since she didn't know anyway, he cried freely. This was the only moment when he could be close to her.

By the time he finished crying, Ling Zhen had already fallen asleep.

He looked at her deeply with his dark eyes, covered her with the quilt, and left the room silently.

As soon as he walked out the door, the housekeeper Xu Yuan called, "Mr. Tang, your father is here."

Tang Shuya raised his eyes calmly, looking out at the dark and gloomy night sky: "I understand."

Tang Yongnian probably came here to show his cards.

For that bastard, he really didn't even have that little bit of patience.

Back at Jin Mansion, Tang Shuya walked into the hall. Tang Yongnian saw him and slowly raised his eyes.

His feelings towards Tang Shuya are actually a bit complicated.

Of course I love my son because he is my own, but it is a completely different feeling to have a child born to the woman I love.

The so-called love of the house and love of the dog.

He loved the child with a genuine love for his child, and wanted to give him the best in the world to make up for what he owed to him and his mother over the years.

Tang Yongnian even sighed privately to his confidant that if Tang Shuya was more mediocre, he would not have to make such a difficult choice.

But unfortunately, he has the ability, the means, and the ambition.

And he and that child are mortal enemies who cannot coexist.

It's difficult. Both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh. Although I love one more, this one is also my biological son, who I have raised for more than 20 years.

I once had high hopes for it.

Tang Yongnian sighed. If Tang Shuya was willing to give in, he really didn't want to go through this.