Crimson deal, President, are you good or bad?

Standing there, Tang Xiaoran's eyes quietly fell on Gu Ruoshan, and when she looked closely, she felt more and more imaginative.

For Gu Ruoshan, Jing Xuan has an instinctive dislike and dislike.

Lifting her footsteps, Tang Xiaoran also walked into the living room. She hadn't been here for several years, and the furnishings are still exactly the same as before, without any change.

If they continue to stay in the living room, the relationship between the two will only feel awkward, awkward, and uncomfortable.

Gu Ruoshan felt that she was Su Zhengxiao's wife after all, and even if she was no longer welcomed by Su Zhengxiao, there was still such a relationship here, so what was the matter with her standing here?

"Madam, sit down, I'll go back to my room first." She greeted lightly, turned around, and walked towards the second floor.

She even has a room here!

Tang Xiaoran's slender and long nails poked sharply into her palm, and the pain came from the tender flesh of her palm. She felt really stupid, since she lived here, how could she not have a room?

However, she was really curious, which room did she live in here?

Although the main house of the Su residence looks large, there are quite a few rooms, one for Su's mother, one for the old man, one for the old man, one for Majesty, and one for Su Zhengxiao.

Naturally, Su Zhengxiao's room was also their wedding room, although they had never lived in it.

Besides, there were no vacant rooms in the main house, and the guests and servants of Su's house lived in another small villa.

Su Zhengxiao didn't allow anyone to enter these rooms in the main house except for the servants who disturbed and cleaned them every day. So whose room did he live in?

In fact, Gu Ruoshan didn't live here at all, she stayed in the hotel all the time, today was Zuo Qingrou's birthday, so she was brought here.

Of course, her range of activities in the Su residence is also limited, except for the room at the corner on the second floor, she must not take a step in other places.

She has been here for three hours and has been staying in that room.

Or rather a room than a...

Thinking of the room, Gu Ruoshan shook his head, that room always gave people a sense of coldness and fear.

Without thinking about it, she stood in front of the room and was about to stretch out her hand to open the door when she heard loud and clear footsteps. She lowered her head and saw that small figure was already standing beside her, it was Jing Xuan.

"Open the door!" Jing Xuan raised his head and looked at Gu Ruoshan, his immature voice was full of indescribable majesty.

Gu Ruoshan didn't move.

Down the stairs, Tang Xiaoran also walked up slowly.

"I am Dad's son, and Dad's home is my home. Open the door, and I want to go in!" Jing Xuan's expression at this time was exactly the same as Su Zhengxiao's when he was cold.

Normally, Tang Xiaoran would have already opened her mouth to call Jingxuan, but today she did not, because she was somewhat selfish.

Regarding this room, she wanted to know what was inside, and not blocking Jing Xuan was undoubtedly an excuse to get in.

With his hand on the doorknob, Gu Ruoshan hesitated.

Jing Xuan has already jumped up, and put his hand on the doorknob, trying to unscrew it, but he is still small and his strength is limited.

After a moment's pause, Gu Ruoshan opened the door and walked in first, followed by Jing Xuan, and finally Tang Xiaoran.

The moment Tang Xiaoran stepped in, she felt as if her body had fallen into a thousand-year ice cave, surrounded by indescribably cold and bone-piercing.

At this moment, she forcibly never felt the feeling of Haruhi again, and she no longer knew what kind of feeling warmth is.

The entire room is filled with photos, books, clothes, and some knick-knacks, all of which are about one person.

That's right, it's Zuo Qingrou...

The room is not too small, but the things belonging to Zuo Qingrou can fill the whole room, which is enough to show how much she puts her heart into it.

At this time, if Tang Xiaoran was asked what pain felt like, she would no longer be able to answer, because when the pain reached a certain level, she would already be numb.

Jing Xuan stared at the room curiously, and took her hand; "Mom, who is she?"

Feeling the shaking from her hands, Tang Xiaoran came back to her senses and did not answer, such a question cannot answer the child.

And Jing Xuan was also sensible, so he didn't ask again.

Today is Zuo Qingrou's birthday, Su Zhengxiao brought her here, Gu Ruoshan didn't know what he was going to do, but she thought it would be something she liked.

The impact Tang Xiaoran received was too strong, she stood there without moving, and it took a long time before she slowly moved her feet.

Gu Ruoshan took something in his hand and sat on the recliner in front of the window to watch.

When she walked to the window, Tang Xiaoran's eyes swept over, and she paused there, her gaze was attracted by a glass photo frame.

Xu Shijingxuan felt that the room was too boring, so he walked out, and before leaving, he still said to Tang Xiaoran, "Mom, I'll wait for you in the living room."

Although it is a glass photo frame, it doesn't look like it, because the image is painted on the glass, and there is no photo mosaic.

Su Zhengxiao was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants. He squinted his eyes slightly under the shade of a tree. It was clear, clean, and exuded a manly charm. Gentle and pleasant.

Zuo Qingrou wore an emerald green long dress, which was as clear as a blue lake. She leaned slightly, grabbed Su Zhengxiao's arm with both hands, and her lips fell on his face. She looked slightly flustered and surprised.

The bright and bright spring sunshine, the gently swaying green leaves, everything is so beautiful.

When had she ever seen such a look on Su Zhengxiao's face, never before!

He treated her with no tenderness, no pleasure, only cold sarcasm, and undisguised irritability and impatience.

This is the difference between love and not love, how obvious.

With a slight movement in her mind, Tang Xiaoran opened the window and took out the transparent glass inside, only to realize that it was not a photo, but the two people and the scenery on it were actually painted, what an ingenious idea this is.

Gu Ruoshan was also a little bored, picked up the framed mirror and looked at it, the room was silent.

Suddenly, with a creak, the door was pushed open, and then a deep roar sounded suddenly; "Put it down!"

The sound was too sudden, Tang Xiaoran didn't expect it at all, her heart beat wildly, her hands trembled in fright, the transparent glass fell to the ground, only a crisp sound was heard, the glass had already been smashed into pieces.

Gu Ruoshan didn't feel much better, his hand shook, and the frame of the mirror fell to the ground.

"Who allowed you to move around?" Su Zhengxiao's face was gloomy and gloomy, his lines were even colder and sharper, and he was on the verge of rage.

Tang Xiaoran stared at his astonishing expression, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"Me neither." Gu Ruoshan also said hastily.

But at this moment, these words could not calm down Su Zhengxiao's furious emotions. Instead, they seemed to add fuel to the fire, and the more he listened, the angrier he became; "Since it wasn't intentional, then it was intentional!"

He put the thing in his hand on the table, Su Zhengxiao strode forward a few times, grabbed Gu Ruoshan's neck, his eyes were scarlet; "Who told you to move the frame?"

As long as it involves Zuo Qingrou, Su Zhengxiao will soon lose his mind, be controlled by an inexplicable emotion, his eyes are scarlet, completely out of control!

Gu Ruoshan was startled by his expression, she couldn't breathe smoothly, her face flushed red from being suppressed, and she couldn't help coughing lightly.

Tang Xiaoran was also shocked by Su Zhengxiao's appearance, she never thought that he would be so angry!

"At first... I didn't touch it at first... I was curious to touch it when I saw my wife touch it..." Gu Ruoshan panted and said slowly, in the voice that is closest to Zuo Qingrou; "Zheng Xiao...I feel hurt ..."

This kind of voice was what he asked her to learn and imitate, and she could also imitate it vividly.

Su Zhengxiao's furious emotions are like magma erupting from a volcano. It is so hot that it can burn people to death. He has no intention of letting go of Gu Ruoshan.

But at this time, hearing these words, Su Zhengxiao's emotions were slowly dissipating, his breaths were short of breath, one after another, Gu Ruoshan's face in front of him gradually merged with Zuo Qingrou.

She looked at him lightly, confused him with an innocent but mournful voice, and said, "Zheng Xiao...I hurt...Why did you treat me like this?"

In an instant, Su Zhengxiao seemed to have been electrocuted, and immediately moved away the hand that was on Gu Ruoshan's neck a second ago, panting heavily.

The next moment, he hugged Gu Ruoshan into his arms again, with a suppressed pain in his voice: "I'm sorry!"

Standing by the side, witnessing such a scene with her own eyes, Tang Xiaoran was so painful that she couldn't stand, she leaned back against the wall, did she close her eyes, and turn a blind eye to the scene in front of her?

However, things didn't end there.

Su Zhengxiao walked forward step by step, his scarlet eyes fell on the ground, looking at the shattered glass, his hands hanging by his sides rattled.

This is his favorite and his most precious thing, so it was placed in the most important position in the window, but now she threw it down and there is no body left.

Those already boiling flames rushed up again, this time Su Zhengxiao grabbed Tang Xiaoran's neck; "Who told you to break it!"

"I said...it wasn't intentional..." His hand was so strong that Tang Xiaoran couldn't break free at all.

"So what if it wasn't intentional? You give it back to me! Give it back to me!" The strength in Su Zhengxiao's hands increased a bit.

Tang Xiaoran couldn't catch her breath, like a person who couldn't swim but jumped into the water, her neck was pinched tightly, and she was about to suffocate in the next second.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't intend to let go, instead, he held it tighter and tighter, and the scarlet in his eyes became deeper and thicker, as thick as blood that could not be melted.

At this moment, he is bloodthirsty, frightening, and frightening.

Tang Xiaoran's cheeks were flushed, she couldn't even cough, and her eyes turned white a little.

Just now he was able to let that woman go, but now he can't let her go, hehe...

The crimson in his eyes was like a demon, deeply storing some disgust and hatred, the message conveyed by those eyes was that he wanted to kill her!

For an intimate photo with Zuo Qingrou, he actually thought of killing her...

He was able to let go of the woman who was [-]% similar to Zuo Qingrou, but he wanted to kill her, what kind of sadness is this?

People's hearts often die at the moment of being let down, and this is the case for Tang Xiaoran at this time.

When you are let down, at that moment, the heart will die very quickly, and even a trace of sadness will not be able to multiply.

"Are you really going to kill me for a piece of glass?" It was extremely difficult for her to speak, her throat was choked and suffocated.

"A piece of glass, hehe..." Su Zhengxiao's lips were tightened, and there was a bitter chill and irony in his laughter; "What do you know? It was given to me by Zuo Qingrou!"

Tang Xiaoran suddenly smiled at this moment, the smile was erratic and light, empty and unresponsive, but her eyes sparkled; "So what about Zuo Qingrou? Let's not say that she is already a dead person, so what if she is alive, I am your wife, she is nothing! Let alone a glass mirror frame, so what if I destroy the whole room? I am your wife married by Su Zhengxiao, I am the Su family, I have the right to Get rid of all of this! Su Zhengxiao, don't forget, no matter how bad I am, I am still your wife, the daughter-in-law of the Su family, and her Zuo Qingrou is not even a green onion in the Su family. Also, how can a dead person get married to a dead man? Fighting among the living?"

These words really irritated Su Zhengxiao completely. His deep eyes were dark and flames were rolling. He grabbed her neck again and stared at her coldly; "Tang Xiaoran, who do you think you are? You have the right to go Get rid of all this, huh, huh, it's the funniest joke in the world! Apparently you forget who owns this right, who gave you the right to insult her and curse her, you have no capital and no qualifications, you have The right to destroy this room is extremely ridiculous! Let me tell you, soon, your qualifications to stand in front of me and the Su family will disappear!"

Coughing with difficulty, Tang Xiaoran looked directly at him, and gradually understood in her heart: "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple and easy to understand. Soon, you will no longer be my wife, nor will you be the daughter-in-law of the Su family. Do you understand?" Toss it aside.

Her long hair was disheveled, her cheeks were flushed with blood, and she was in an embarrassing and embarrassing situation. Tang Xiaoran breathed heavily, ten knives were inserted into her heart at the same time, and they were all inserted into the tenderest part of her heart. There, blood flowed.

She couldn't stand up, her legs were weak, and finally she stood up with difficulty while supporting the table beside her.

Staring at her with cold eyes, Su Zhengxiao said in a cold and gloomy voice; "Someone will bring you the divorce agreement tomorrow, now, let's go!"

The pupils dilated, and then suddenly followed, well, it was as if someone had sprinkled a handful of salt on the bloody place again, causing severe corrosion.

Enduring the bone-deep pain, Tang Xiaoran's reaction was unexpectedly calm and cold, completely different from the previous moment, and said calmly, "Okay, I'll wait."

She doesn't make noise, doesn't make noise, he gives, she wants.

Lifting her footsteps, she walked towards the outside of the room. Just as she was about to go out, she paused slightly and asked, "Do you want to kill me? If you don't kill me, I will leave first to save you Regret it, and chase it out again."

In return, there was a furious roar; "Get out!"

"it is good……"

******************************************************************** *******************

on the taxi.

Jing Xuan was sitting, Tang Xiaoran was coughing uncontrollably, the redness still subsided.

He was worried, and patted her back lightly with his small hand; "Mom, slow down."

The heart was full of sourness, so far, the pain crawled through her body more unscrupulously like Fujiman, from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

Tang Xiaoran didn't speak, and said shyly after a long time; "Let me hug you for a while..."

Jing Xuan nestled in her arms, her warm palms slowly stroking his little face, if there was one she was most reluctant to part with, it was him.

She gave birth to him in ten months of pregnancy, and no one helped her, and she pulled him up all by herself, but in the end, she couldn't take him away.

He was her heart, the piece of flesh on the apex of her heart, her eyes were sore, tears welled up, she raised her hand to wipe them away in a panic, but did not let the tears fall.

He is eight years old this year, and she has taken care of him for eight years. From the moment he was born, how many days and nights!

Jing Xuan is a sensitive child, nestled there, can feel her emotions; "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Add more tomorrow, update [-] words tomorrow, dear friends, update twice tomorrow, [-] words, okay, stop talking, leave, I love you... ……………………………………………………………………………