MTL - I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot-Chapter 343 Are you dreaming?

  Chapter 343 Are you dreaming?

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

  He had heard anecdotes about Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian, so he could probably guess that apart from Sang Qianqian, there might be no other woman who could make Shen Hanyu feel soft.

  Even if this woman is his cousin.

  But after thinking about it, Tang Bochuan still made the call.

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

  Rao is that Tang Bochuan has been with Zhen Zhu for a long time, and he has a little understanding of her character.

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

   Zhen Zhu was too quiet, so quiet that Tang Bochuan felt a little 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."

  Hung 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.

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

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

  He was very anxious, worried that something would happen to Zhen Zhu, but on the way, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom and escaped from under Tang Bochuan's eyes.

  Thinking of this matter, Tang Bochuan was quite depressed.

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

   Can be one or two but not 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 the door almost as fast as he could, came to Zhen Zhu's bedroom, and slammed into the door.

  With the faint moonlight shining in, Zhen Zhu lay flat on the bed, as if she was sleeping soundly.

  So the cry just now was 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 eyes 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 slut!"

   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 heartbreakingly after a while, what she said was vaguely intelligible, but there were two sobbing "Mom, don't go" indistinctly mixed in.

  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 were tightly grasping 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 you get my permission?"

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

   Tang Bochuan had no expression on his face, turned around and left without saying a word.

   After taking two steps, he turned around 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 faint light coming in from the wall lamp in the corridor was also blocked 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 a little 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 out just now."

  Tang Bochuan raised his brows 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, you can sleep with the light on."

   "Who Said I Was Scared?"

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

  Tang Bochuan didn't say a word, he 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 light above the head was 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.

  The childhood memories that 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 is only in her early thirties, with picturesque eyebrows 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 and forth, and she returned 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 from illness.

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

  Mother will take her to fly a kite, teach her to play the piano, take her to tend the flowers and plants, and go to the orchard in the back garden to pick fruits.

  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 the 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.

  (end of this chapter)