Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Chapter 298 The door is broken

Ling Zhen walked Tang Shuya back to his home and said, "Okay, go in by yourself."

Ling Zhen turned around to leave, but before he had taken a few steps, he was stopped by Tang Shuya.

"My door lock is broken."

Ling Zhen paused, turned around and looked at Tang Shuya with a look of disbelief.

"How could it be broken?"

"do not know."

He blinked innocently, but Ling Zhen felt he was pretending.

She sighed softly and asked, "Didn't Jiang Fei hire a few people for you? Ask them to open the door."

"I drove him away."

Tang Shuya spoke in a tone as if it was none of his business.

"You!" Ling Zhen rolled his eyes uncontrollably and said unhappily, "I really don't know what's wrong with you. You know your own situation..."

Ling Zhen was talking halfway when she suddenly stopped. She saw him curl his lips into a sad smile. The moonlight on the corridor shone in through the window, but it could not illuminate his dark eyes, which added a hint of imperceptible sadness.

Ling Zhen knew that what she said was a bit too much, undoubtedly rubbing salt into someone else's wounds. She pinched her fingers and murmured softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I just..."

"It's okay." Tang Shuya smiled indifferently and turned his head to look at the moonlight outside the window. In fact, he couldn't see anything, but he didn't want Ling Zhen to see the expression of hatred that was faintly emerging on his face at the moment.

"You know, today is the most you've spoken to me in a while. I think it's worth it for me to wait for you downstairs of your company."

His tone returned to its usual slightly frivolous tone.

This made Ling Zhen feel that she was really stupid and almost fell into his trap again. No matter how miserable he was, it was her turn to pity him.

Ling Zhen didn't respond to his words. With a cold tone in her voice, she suggested, "You'd better call a locksmith yourself, or contact the company that owns this electronic lock. I'm going back now."

Tang Shuya touched the blind man's stick, but didn't move at all, just stood there.

Until Ling Zhen returned to the house across the street and took out the key, he took a peek out of the corner of his eye and saw Tang Shuya still standing there, waiting for something.

Now he always looks homeless and pitiful.

Ling Zhen held her forehead, feeling that she had dug a hole for herself. She warned herself that this was the last time, really the last time.

She didn't know whether she was angry or what, but the soles of her shoes tapped on the shiny, cold floor very loudly. The "pa pa pa" sound echoed in the empty space and struck the cool night outside.

Tang Shuya's expression no longer had the dejection of the past two days. Instead, he was calm and composed. He seemed to have been waiting, as if he knew that Ling Yuan would definitely come back and would not abandon him.

It has to be said that he still understood her very well. As long as he regained a little rationality, he would know where her weakness was.

He was gambling, or to be exact, not really gambling, because he knew very well that Ling Yuan was a kind person and would not stand by and watch someone die without helping.

Even when facing someone like him who had hurt her so deeply.

"Give me your phone."

Ling Zhen spread his hands in front of him, alas, he forgot again, he couldn't see, so spreading his hands was useless.

Tang Shuya obediently took out his cell phone and waved it in the air, as if looking for Ling Zhen's hand.

Ling Zhen took the phone and asked, "Power-on password."

Tang Shuya's dark eyes widened, "There is no password."

This answer made Ling Ru's long eyelashes tremble.

Sure enough, the screen lit up as soon as I slid the phone open, and there was no password.

Ling Zhen searched his address book but didn't find the phone number of the electronic lock company.