At this time, Tang Sheng had already returned to the villa, and his entire arm was wrapped in thick bandages.
Tang Sheng sat on the sofa, his eyes full of malice and ferociousness.
Su Mei threw the bloody clothes he changed out to the nanny, walked over and stared at him and asked, "Are you going a little too far now? I'm still in Nandu, and you dare to go out and molest women? And you were beaten to death.
Look like this, do you think you don’t take me too seriously?”
"Don't forget, who did you rely on to be able to get along in the Tang family, including where you are today!"
Ever since Tang Sheng followed the big guys like Lu Jianping, Ma Wenyao, and Tian Guo and worked as their lackeys, his life style has become more and more unrestrained.
From the beginning, he only met women outside, and later he brought all kinds of women of unknown origin directly to his home.
Even knowing that Su Mei was watching TV upstairs, she started messing around in the living room.
Although Su Mei is not that kind of old-fashioned woman, she knows that Tang Sheng is now a chicken flying up the treetops as a phoenix. She wants to try anything new, especially when it comes to women. This is the nature of men in the world.
But this time, Tang Sheng actually failed to seduce a woman outside and was beaten like this in public. The anger he had suppressed for a long time finally couldn't hold it in anymore and exploded directly.
"Okay, okay!"
"I know I can live with you making plans from behind, but is now the time to talk about this?"
"Your husband was beaten outside. He didn't say a kind word when he came back, so he was always verbose."
Tang Sheng held his injured hand and yelled a few words impatiently. Then he looked at the middle-aged man who had been sitting opposite him, quietly drinking tea with his head down.
"You don't have to blame Mr. Tang. He went there this morning with a mission. He didn't have to molest those women."
