Chapter 289: We Are Husband and Wife, If She Bullies You, She Bullies Me!
Chapter 289 of "The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me" commences with: "No." Ye Gushen gently rubbed her hair.With Ye Gushenâs reassurance, she felt at ease!ââ Ęá´á´á´ ... Donât miss the next part!
"No." Ye Gushen gently rubbed her hair.With Ye Gushenâs reassurance, she felt at ease!
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When she saw Nan Yangyang, she was pitifully sitting on a wooden stool, inhaling oxygen.
"Madam!" Lin Shang greeted with a smile, "I do have some sympathy in me! Otherwise, she would have croaked!"
Nan Yangyang saw Tang Suiyu smiling radiantly, and she had even changed her clothes, with not a trace of fear on her face.
Moreover, Ye Gushen stood by her side in a protective stance. Nan Yangyangâs already pale face turned patches of blue and white, her chest heaving intensely, making it even more difficult to breathe.
"Uncle Ye, you must be tired. Have a seat outside while I go check on her! Otherwise, she might think weâre ganging up to bully her!" Tang Suiyu said with a cheerful smile.
"Weâre a couple. If she bullies you, sheâs bullying me!" Ye Gushen was still concerned.
"Relax! Look at her, what can she do to me!" Tang Suiyu patted his chest, then turned and left.
Nan Yangyang felt as if her lungs were about to explode.
"Miss Nan..." Tang Suiyu looked down at her, "Is this fun for you?"
As Tang Suiyu reached out, Nan Yangyang was taken aback. What was she going to do?
Tang Suiyu turned her right hand and pulled away the oxygen tank, "People like you, do you even deserve to breathe? Youâre quite pretty, but unfortunately, you have a black heart!"
Nan Yangyang gasped for air, having almost suffocated when she was locked up and only released at the brink of her last breath.
She still hadnât recovered.
"Youâre no different!" Nan Yangyang stood up abruptly, her steps unsteady, almost falling.
"What gives you the right to judge me! Youâre just lucky he likes you!" Nan Yangyang trembled with anger, raising her hand to strike Tang Suiyu.
Tang Suiyu agilely stepped back. Nan Yangyang, having exerted herself, missed and almost fell over.
At Nan Yangyangâs sudden move, Ye Gushenâs eyes turned icy, and he quickly stepped forward, pulling Tang Suiyu into his arms.
"Exactly! Uncle Ye is my husband, he obviously likes me!" Tang Suiyu didnât even have the desire to hit back, leaning into Ye Gushenâs embrace with a smile, "Uncle Ye loves me, not you! It doesnât matter if youâre the presidentâs daughter, even if you were Godâs daughter, it wouldnât matter!"
"You two..." Nan Yangyangâs eyes filled with tears, "Why! Clearly Iâve known you longer!"
"Liking someone is liking someone. Itâs not about how long weâve known each other. By that logic, shouldnât you like the doctor who delivered you? Nan Yangyang, please use your brain! Donât disgrace your father anymore!" Tang Suiyu looked up at the stern-faced Ye Gushen, "Uncle Ye, am I right?"
"Yes, whatever my wife says is right." Ye Gushen was immensely protective of her.
Hearing this, Nan Yangyang felt even more stifled.
"Donât forget, my father is still the president! Arenât you afraid Iâll take revenge on you?" Nan Yangyangâs eyes were filled with intense hatred; this was too much!
"What you did before wasnât revenge?" Tang Suiyu retorted calmly, "So what? Or maybe the one with the harder fist wins. If you died here now, and it was staged to look like an accident, it wouldnât be that difficult. Nan Yangyang, you better behave!"
Tang Suiyu felt that she had been turned cruel by her mentor, who always talked about solving problems with a bullet.