I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

In fact, Tang Bochuan could almost predict Shen Hanyu's attitude and reply.

He had heard about the affair between Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian, so he could probably guess that apart from Sang Qianqian, there was probably no other woman who could make Shen Hanyu feel soft.

Even if this woman is his cousin.

But after much deliberation, Tang Bochuan still made the call.

Because Zhen Zhu's performance in the past few days is indeed quite different from the past.

Rao, Tang Bochuan had been with Zhen Zhu for a long time, so he knew her character somewhat.

Maybe this villa is the place where Zhen Zhu's mother used to live, or maybe she has too many memories here that outsiders can't know.

Zhen Zhu was too quiet, strangely quiet, which made Tang Bochuan somewhat uneasy.

However, Shen Hanyu heard these strange things, and his reaction was predictably indifferent: "Zhen Zhu has a changeable temperament and many thoughts, Bo Chuan, you should learn a lesson and don't abuse compassion."

Tang Bochuan was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, don't worry, I won't be fooled by her again."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Bochuan's original worry about Zhen Zhu was wrapped in layers of solid ice.

He should indeed learn a lesson, showing mercy to her twice, and being severely slapped in the face both times.

Especially the second time, she pretended to be sick and said that she was allergic, and he was frightened by the large rash all over her body, and rushed all the way to take her to the hospital.

Afterwards, Tang Bochuan found out that her rashes were all made up.

Tang Bochuan didn't know anything about girls' stuff, and he never paid attention to it, so he couldn't tell that it was the effect of makeup.

He was very anxious, worried that something would happen to Zhen Zhu, but on the way, she escaped from under Tang Bochuan's eyes under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Thinking of this matter, Tang Bochuan was quite depressed.

Zhen Zhu was indeed very good at disguising, maybe the strangeness of the past few days was deliberately done by her to show him.

One can be two but three.

Having been deceived by her twice, Tang Bochuan swore that he would never let her deceive him a third time.

The night is getting darker, and the moon and stars are thinning outside the window.

Tang Bochuan suddenly heard a hasty cry, which seemed to be Zhen Zhu's voice.

He threw off the quilt, turned over, rushed out of the door almost as fast as he could, came to Zhen Zhu's bedroom, and slammed into the door.

The faint moonlight came in, and Zhen Zhu was lying on the bed perfectly, as if she was sleeping soundly.

So that cry just now, was it a dream?

Since she was fine, Tang Bochuan had no intention of staying for long and was about to leave.

Zhen Zhu suddenly yelled sharply, "You are talking nonsense!"

Tang Bochuan paused, his gaze fell on Zhen Zhu.

She seemed to be trapped in some terrible nightmare, her eyes were closed, her hands were flailing in the air, and she screamed, "Shut up, shut up! You're the slut, you're the bitch!"

Tang Bochuan frowned slightly, did he get scolded? Arguing with someone in a dream, did you even start a fight?

I saw Zhen Zhu kicking her hands and feet in her sleep, and crying heart-piercingly after a while, she said something vaguely intelligible, but there were two sobbing "Mom, don't go" indistinctly.

Tang Bochuan was silent for two seconds, raised his hand and turned on the light: "Miss Zhen Zhu."

The suddenly turned on light woke Zhen Zhu up, and Zhen Zhu opened her eyes with a pale face.

Her face was full of tears, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her hands tightly grasped the quilt, and her eyes drifted across Tang Bochuan in a daze.

It took a while before he seemed to wake up.

"Why are you here?" Her tone was very bad and her voice was hoarse.

Tang Bochuan glanced at her: "You are having a nightmare."

"I had a nightmare and asked you to run to my room? Did I ask you to?"

Seeing Tang Bochuan standing silently, Zhen Zhu said angrily, "Get out yet?"

Tang Bochuan's handsome face was expressionless, he turned and left without saying a word.

After walking two steps, he turned back and turned off the light.

The room suddenly fell into darkness, and Zhen Zhu subconsciously tightened her grip on the quilt.

Tang Bochuan had already walked to the door and was leading the door.

The dim light coming in from the wall lamp in the corridor was also cut off with his movement.

When the room was completely plunged into darkness, Zhen Zhu yelled uncontrollably: "Tang Bochuan!"

The door was pushed open again, and light leaked in. Tang Bochuan's figure stood in the light and shadow, "Why?"

Although his voice was very cold, it made Zhen Zhu's extreme uneasiness dissipate for no reason.

She swallowed, and said with difficulty: "You just stay here."

Tang Bochuan thought he heard it wrong, "What?"

Zhen Zhu glared at him: "I told you to stay here, didn't you hear me?"

"Miss Zhen Zhu told me to get lost just now."

Tang Bochuan raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of sarcasm, "Now they tell me to stay here again, which one should I listen to?"

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Zhen Zhu lost her patience, "Come in quickly!"

Tang Bochuan didn't move, "If Miss Zhen Zhu is afraid, she can sleep with the light on."

"Who said I was afraid?"

Zhen Zhu remained stubborn, "What's the matter, Tang Bochuan, I can't help you?"

Without saying a word, Tang Bochuan turned on the light, closed the door and left.

Zhen Zhu was so angry that she grabbed the iPad on the bedside table and slammed it heavily on the door.

There was a muffled sound behind him, Tang Bochuan paused slightly, but he went back to his room without looking back.

The lights above the head were indeed very bright, and the fear, anxiety, and pain in the dream seemed to have all disappeared.

However, Zhen Zhu tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Her childhood memories, which had been deliberately forgotten by her, were activated again after she returned to this villa.

I have nightmares every night, and tonight seems to be the most serious one, even Tang Bochuan was alarmed.

Zhen Zhu simply got up and went to her mother's room.

Holding the photo frame, Zhen Zhu caressed the photo for a long time.

In the photo, her mother was only in her early thirties, with picturesque features but melancholy eyes.

Zhen Zhu hadn't cried for many years, but staring at her mother now, her eyes couldn't help turning red.

She murmured, "It's not true what they say, is it?"

Her mother is a lady from a famous family, how could she be such an unbearable existence in the eyes of others?

Zhen Zhu caressed the photos over and over again for a long time, her thoughts drifted back to many years ago.

When I was young, my father seemed to be very busy at work, and my mother was always depressed.

Later, because of poor health, he moved to this country villa to recuperate.

Zhen Zhu would come to visit her mother in the villa on weekends, and her father almost always spared time to accompany her.

Mother would take her to fly a kite, teach her to play the piano, take her to tend flowers and plants, and go to the back garden to pick fruit from the orchard.

Every time at this time, my father would always look at them with a smile. When she was tired from playing with her mother, my father would considerately wipe my mother's sweat and tell her not to overwork.

But the mother's reaction is always faint, and she rarely responds to her father's concern.

Zhen Zhu always knew that her parents were not particularly close.

But I never thought that one day, they would break up completely, to the point of divorce.

A good home is broken up.