C3 The Poisonous Wife of the Tang Family(1)

Lin Anan, whose neck was tightly clutched, immediately asked in panic, but her surprise and bewilderment did not get the pity of that man. The fingers on her neck seemed to be maintaining mechanical strength, which made it difficult for her to breathe, but it did not make her completely lose oxygen.

"Are you afraid?"

Tang Chen asked gently. His gentle voice seemed to have merged with the world's softest thing. Compared to his ruthless actions, it was two extremes.

Lin Anan reached out and grabbed his hand. She hoped to break free from his shackles. However, his slender, scholarly palm did not move at all.

"How can you experience the pleasure of death with sleeping pills?"

Tang Chen smiled gently. "Going to another world while sleeping, how can this be compared to slowly realizing that you can't breathe and that your heart and lungs are about to explode?"

His tone was soft and gentle. His words were so light that they seemed to be blown away by the wind as soon as they left his mouth, but it made people feel the coldest chill.

Lin Anan opened her mouth wide. She was like a fish that lacked water. Her heart was beating like a drum, as if it could jump out of her chest at any moment. It seemed that she would completely walk towards the embrace of death in the next second.

"Madam, it's time to eat lunch!" The sudden voice at the door interrupted Lin Anan's uncontrollable memories.

Lin Anan looked up at the housekeeper at the door. He was wearing a dark tuxedo and a snow-white shirt. He was wearing gloves. He stood at the open door with one hand in front of him and the other behind him. He bowed slightly and acted elegantly and seriously.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu!" Lin Anan curled her lips. There was a light smile on her lips. She was elegant and demure.

She followed the butler downstairs. There were two expressionless maids standing in the hall downstairs. All of this indicated one thing to Lin Anan.

She was no longer Lin Anan, she was already Mrs Tang - Gu Qingzhi.

In a purely traditional Chinese mansion, only Gu Qingzhi lived alone. The ones accompanying her were the female servants and a strict middle-aged butler with a British style.

Her husband, Tang Chen, was a movie king. He had not returned for a month.

Gu Qingzhi saw this drastic change. She could not help but think of the time when she was strangled by Tang Chen a month ago.

At that time, Gu Qingzhi felt like her entire body was going to explode. The feeling of impending death made Gu Qingzhi speechless. Even if he let go of his hand, After letting her breathe freely, he gently hugged her in his arms. She smelled an expensive perfume. She leaned against his muscular chest, but she still could not forget the fear of death.

"Next time, don't take sleeping pills anymore!" He told her softly, this seemed to be a persuasion, but more like a warning.

His arms seemed to let her rely on them, but they made Gu Qingzhi shiver coldly.

This person's fingertips were warm, but his palms were cold.

The crisp sound of plates breaking was especially clear in the quiet mansion. Even the sound of the female servants cleaning up in a flurry, the sounds of the female servants being blamed, and the disdainful vicious conversation.

"Can't you be a little more careful? What if you disturb Madam's dining?"

"So what if we disturb her? Isn't she just an abandoned woman? Young Master hasn't returned to the mansion for a month, what are you afraid of? It's not like you don't know what happened that night, she has an adulterous husband. The photos of her adultery had already been sent to Young Master, and she still had the nerve to call herself Mrs Tang! She's shameless!"

"Lower your voice!"

"So what if she heard it? It's not like she's in charge of the Tang family!"

Gu Qingzhi looked at the butler who was standing quietly at the dining table. She slowly put down the chopsticks in her hands and smiled faintly. "Uncle Wu, please invite her over. There are some things that I would like to discuss with her face to face!"

"Madam, your stomach is not good. You should eat first!" Uncle Wu half-bowed and said respectfully, "Let me handle these things!"

"No! Uncle Wu, please give me a pot of Biluochun tea!" Gu Qingzhi lowered her eyes and smiled. There was no warmth in her eyes. "I just want to treat that lady to a cup of tea and talk about life plans. "