Mr. Tang, he always wants to monopolize me

Chapter 225 Catharsis
Back in Haicheng again, Ning Xiangnuan felt complicated.

After getting off the plane, Tang Anzhi asked the pick-up driver to drive her to the direction of Tang Yuan.

She looked anxiously at Tang Anzhi who was sitting beside her: "Take me back to the neighborhood."

She didn't want to go to Tang Garden.

Tang Anzhi looked at her deeply: "Aren't you afraid that going back will make Zi Yang worry?"

Ning Xiangshi's face was slightly stiff.

She was afraid that Ziyang would see her like this, but she was even more afraid of going to Tang Yuan to stay alone with him.

"It's okay, it will take so many days anyway, I'll be fine after I tell him."

But Tang Anzhi acted as if he didn't hear her words, and said: "Since you are afraid that he will be worried when you go back, then don't go back, and go back when your feet are better."

Ning Xiangnuan: "..."

Tang Anzhi is so domineering and unreasonable, what else can she do? !

He was obviously not like this before, okay? !
Ning Xiangnuan was really depressed to death.

See it.

If she went to Tang Garden, Tang Xian and Tang Mu would go to make a fuss.

I really don't know what he was thinking? ! -
What Ning Xiangnuan thought was right, Tang Xian had been paying attention to Tang Anzhi's whereabouts.

When she found out that Tang Anzhi was going to Yuncheng, she was going crazy!
If she didn't live with Mother Tang and Mr. Tang, she really wanted to smash everything in the house!

She really didn't understand what's so good about that bitch Ning Xiangnuan?

He has everything to do with a man, and betrayed him so much, causing him to lose his leg, yet he still thinks about her all the time? !

She almost destroyed her body for him, but he didn't even want to look at her more? !

what is this? !

"Bitch! Why don't you die?!"

She picked up a silver needle again, and stabbed fiercely into a small white puppet in her hand. On the back of the puppet, the three characters Ning Xiangnuan were written in black ink!
At this time, the puppet's body was almost covered with silver needles!

Only she knows how much Tang Xian hates Ning Xiangnuan!

But in the old house of the Tang family, she couldn't vent her anger at any time. She could only vent her anger secretly with such a little puppet when her anger reached its limit.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be pissed off!
She has endured for so many years, isn't it enough?
How long will she be allowed to endure before Brother An will fall in love with her and completely belong to her? !
After thinking about it, he picked up a silver needle and pierced the puppet's eyebrows fiercely!

Just as she picked up the silver needle again and wanted to pierce the puppet's left eye, the mobile phone in her hand suddenly rang.

She was so startled that her hand trembled, and the sharp and thin silver needle pierced into her finger fiercely.

"what!"

She screamed in pain, and red blood beads immediately appeared on her fingertips.

In an instant, her face darkened, and she threw the puppet against the wall.

The puppet fell to the wall and fell into the corner again. Then she picked up the phone and said angrily, "What's the matter?!"

The other party was also obviously startled by Tang Xian's angry voice, paused, and said cautiously: "Miss, the young master has returned to Haicheng."

Hearing this, Tang Xian was instantly delighted!
"Really? Where is he now?"

The other party hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Back to Tang Garden."

"Great! Then I'll go find him now."

"That, and..."

Hearing that the other party hesitated to speak, Tang Xian frowned and said, "What else? Say it quickly! Don't hesitate."

The other party hesitated for a moment, and said, "I still bring Miss Ning."

"What?!" Tang Xian was stunned immediately.

The other party knew that Tang Xian was angry, so she kept silent and didn't dare to say anything more.

"I see···"

Tang Xian held the phone tightly, said in a low and cold voice, then raised her hand and hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, 'Crack! ' With a sound, she threw the phone to the floor hard.

Fortunately, the weather is about to enter winter, and the bedroom is covered with thick and expensive blankets, so that the mobile phone cannot be torn apart.

(End of this chapter)