Xia Chun's mother's fainting completely stimulated Xia Chun. Her helpless eyes suddenly widened due to panic and fear, and she shouted excitedly:

"Mother!"

But as soon as she took a step, she didn't want a reporter standing next to her to step on the hem of her wedding dress. With a tug, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Now that it has happened, all of you will be witnesses for us today. I, Mr. Liang, want to marry Xia Chun as my wife. If you want to write, you can write about our wedding, but..."

"Mr. Liang..."

"Captain Liang, be careful of your wounds."

He was wearing an expensive suit and walked against the light. His handsome features outlined deep and distinct edges in the shadows. Rutan's eyes were deep and cold. His tall figure blocked the sunlight slanting from outside, and even the golden light was blocked.

He was blocked by his broad and strong shoulders.

"Give you a minute, take out all the films."

The man's raised foot shrank back, and he looked at him with wide eyes in horror.

Time seems to be frozen.

Word by word, he said in front of the host and everyone:

Xia Chun was not willing to wait. As soon as his words came out, she struggled desperately again. Her heart was filled with worries about her mother, and she cried and said:

Everyone in the auditorium felt chilled in their hearts. They didn't dare to look directly into his cold eyes. They only glanced at him and then lowered their heads.

Liang Shangjun lowered his head, looked at her eyes filled with resentment, and said domineeringly:

She lowered her head and bit his arm with all her strength.

The mother was in a state of confusion. Liang Shangjun's deep eyes looked out into the distance, accurately locking on the tear-stained and helpless woman at the other end of the auditorium. When their eyes met, his heart suffocated.

The reporters' faces were pale, and they looked terrified from the initial pressure to the present. The reason why they were so interested in Liang Shangjun's news was because they knew the power of the Liang family in City A.

"Liang Shangjun, you bastard, let me go quickly."

Liang Shangjun's brows furrowed slightly, his firm thin lips pursed into a thin line, his voice was low and domineering:

Xu Tiantian, who turned around because Xia's mother fainted, heard her fall and the sound of pain and turned around with a change of expression. She asked worriedly and anxiously bent over to help her fall to the ground.

She looked embarrassed.

She even forgot to cry, and just bit her lips tightly. The deep-seated hatred made her clenched her fists, and her long nails dug into the flesh of her palms without even realizing it.

"Captain Xiao, please go back and tell the commander that I will go and plead guilty another day."

"Chunchun, are you okay?"

The reporters bought his fault, but Xia Chun never bought his fault. After she heard the word wedding, her consciousness that had been stripped of her soul instantly condensed, and she blurted out hoarsely without thinking.

"If anyone dares to go back and write a word about what happened today, I will not only cause the newspaper company he works for to close down, but also make it impossible for him to survive in City A."

"You have to marry whether you want to marry or not. I have sworn an oath in front of the priest. From now on, you are my wife, Liang Shangjun."

"Who said you don't know anything?"

Liang Shangjun's sharp eyes looked at the master of ceremonies a few steps away. The latter understood, stepped forward, and said respectfully:

Xia Chun struggled to get up from the ground, the flashing lights blinding her. She watched Xu Tiantian push away one of the reporters, and his father picked up her mother with difficulty. She was anxious to get over, but those who stepped on her

The wedding reporter was unwilling to let her go.

Liang Shangjun stepped out of the auditorium and lowered his head to warn Xia Chun, who was struggling in anger. After hearing this, her eyes widened and filled with anger. When she opened her mouth to curse again, Liang Shangjun's big hand on her back suddenly tightened, and his head

His low, cold thin lips touched her soft mouth, and her angry words were swallowed up by him.

"I don't want your company, get out of here. I hate you."

However, they did not dare to stop her, but Liang Shangjun dared to stop her. When she ran to him, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist. Xia Chun stumbled, bumped into his arms and shouted at him sharply:

His heart felt as if it was being grasped by an invisible big hand, and an indescribable pain instantly coursed through his limbs and bones, and his originally cold features and face were instantly covered with thick frost.

Someone who didn't know how to live or die opened his mouth tremblingly, trying to negotiate terms with him. Liang Shangjun's eyes flashed, and he turned to look at the young officer following him. The latter understood, and immediately pulled out the pistol from his waist, raised his hand, and loaded the gun.

The trigger was fired, and a series of actions were completed in one go. A "bang" gunshot was heard in the auditorium, which shocked the faces of everyone in the auditorium.

"Everyone, get out of here!"

No one asked anymore, everyone took action immediately. The young officer behind him stepped forward and took back all the films. Xia Chun was also shocked by the sound of the gunshot. For a long time, her mind was buzzing and she couldn't realize it.

Return.

Liang Shangjun seemed not to let them go like this. When one of the reporters took a step to escape, he shouted in a deep voice:

To put it simply, the Liang family is well-known in the military, political and business circles. City A is not entirely owned by the Liang family, but half of the world is in the hands of the Liang family. It is easy to shut down a newspaper.

The leader, Ouyang Moxuan, quickly walked over and took Xia's mother from Xia's father's arms, hugged her and disappeared at the door of the auditorium in a blink of an eye.

"Don't you journalists have any morals and conscience? Go away. If my mother has any problems, I will take you to court one by one and I will never let you go."

He is not threatening, but he does what he says!

Liang Shangjun ignored her rebuttal. His tall body stood upright, his handsome facial features were sharp and angular, and his deep, pool-like eyes were full of determination.

"Xia Chun, from now on, you are my wife, Liang Shangjun, and no one can change this fact."

They all seemed to hope that the farce would get bigger and more difficult to end. Although Xia Chun was an ordinary little girl, the person who was rumored with her was the newly appointed president of LJ Group. Not only that, Liang Shangjun was also the former CEO of G City.

The more mysterious and low-key the commander of a certain military region is, the more they want to dig him out.

Xia Chun shook his head, shook his head crazily, and protested sharply:

Xia Chung just took two steps and staggered. She looked back angrily at the microphones, looking at their hateful faces, listening to their boring questions, it felt like there were thousands of troops in her mind.

The rush seemed to tear her apart.

Liang Shangjun was stunned by the hatred in her eyes, but his thick eyebrows furrowed. He opened his long legs and strode towards her.

He didn't say that he had to solve this problem first, and that it would be a good idea to accompany her to the hospital. As soon as he mentioned it, she wished she could kill him. Ling Chi, this bastard, actually used such a method to humiliate her. He not only humiliated her

, and also humiliated Wei Xuan and her parents, making them all ashamed because of her.

"Liang, please let me go."

"Mr. Liang!"

But he didn't see emotion or hope in her eyes.

There was an unscrupulous reporter who was still asking questions, and two other reporters had already turned their attention to Xia's mother who had fainted. Seeing them taking pictures, Xia Chun yelled angrily and sharply:

Tears soaked her cheeks, and her eyes were even more hazy.

"Don't worry, Mr. Liang, we don't know anything."

Behind the crowd stood a lady wearing expensive clothes and exquisite makeup. When she saw Liang Shangjun coming out with Xia Chun in his arms, her expression suddenly changed and she stared at them closely.

"Wait a moment."

"Ms. Xia, your father has already carried your mother to the hospital. You don't have to worry. You made her so angry that she fainted..."

Not only did the air in the auditorium become thinner due to his arrival, but the temperature also dropped sharply at an extremely fast speed, reaching freezing point in an instant.

"Xia Chun."

Xia Chun burst into tears, not caring about the pain in her body caused by the fall. She just looked at her mother worriedly, pushed Xu Tiantian in a panic, and urged with a choked voice:

"Go away. Don't take pictures of my parents. Go away. Don't ask these questions again. I don't know anything."

The group of reporters were completely dumbfounded when they saw the soldiers holding guns behind Liang Shangjun. They were like puppets and did not dare to move. They did not even dare to breathe, let alone stop Xia Chun like they did just now.

Her heart was so clogged that she couldn't breathe, and she had to open her mouth wide to breathe. When Liang Shangjun said:

The auditorium was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

He just saw the flash of shock in her eyes, and the helplessness in her eyes was swept away by a storm of resentment. Those tearful eyes wished they could turn into thousands of sharp arrows.

Pierce his heart with thousands of arrows.13acv.

Xia Chun angrily pushed the people in front of her, only to push one away and block another one.

Liang Shangjun gave the officer a look that told him not to interfere. With a stern face, he held her slender body tightly with his long arms and strode out of the auditorium. The soldiers inside and outside the auditorium made way. The sun was dazzling outside, and the onlookers kept coming.

Everyone stretched their necks and opened their eyes wide to watch this eye-catching scene.

He disrupted her wedding and drove away her groom, but now he wants Ping Weixuan's new relatives and friends to testify that he raped someone else's wife...

When she said it later, her voice changed with worry.

Refuse to marry him in public!

She really exerted all her strength, her teeth were chattering. Liang Shangjun's face suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, but instead of letting go of her, he pursed his lips fiercely, bent down suddenly, gritted his teeth, and knocked her sideways.

Hug him.

"Xia Chun, be honest with me. If you scream again, I will forcefully kiss you in front of everyone."

"Captain Liang?"

After he finished speaking, his sharp eyes swept across the group of reporters who were in a daze, and turned to the emcee who was hosting the wedding today, but was already frightened.

Seeing Liang Shangjun tightening his thin lips and frowning, dozens of men in military uniforms were frightened.

When Xia Chun saw the group of reporters giving way and saw her mother being carried away, she picked up the hem of her wedding dress and ran outside without caring about anything. Xu Tiantian supported Xia's father and followed her out of the auditorium and to the hospital.
To be continued...