"Let me go!" Pei Xinlan smelled the smell that did not belong to him, it was a sweet perfume smell, and there was a tender lipstick mark on her neck, and a red mark with folds in her clothes. It was not difficult to imagine

How intense there were in between them.

Pei Xinlan struggled, and the look of looking at him was unabashedly disgusted.

“…Jealed?”

Pei Xinlan's nails passed through his face, and the evil face was scratched and a layer of brokenness was broken. Xu Zekai let go of his hand in pain, and a trace of haze flashed through his expression. Pei Xinlan got up from his legs angrily and tidied up his clothes.

, raised his hand and slapped him, "Stop touching me with your dirty hands!"

Xu Zekai was beaten to the side and laughed without being angry, "It's too light, I like my sister-in-law to do it more heavily."

The hungry and aggressive gaze was filled with excitement.

Pei Xinlan frowned, looking at him as if she was looking at a madman, "We just pretended that nothing had happened in the first two accidents. Even if you threaten me with those photos, I will not compromise with you."

She took a deep breath, "Now I think that you and Sinian are brothers, and I will only talk to you calmly now."

"You want to find a woman to meet your physiological needs, and no one at home will take care of you."

"I am your sister-in-law now, and I will be in the future!"

No matter what happens, she will not divorce Si Nian.

Xu Zekai looked at the person leaving, stroked his thumbs up from his face, and looked at the blood on his fingertips, and he seemed to laugh wildly.

The laughter sounded behind her, and Pei Xinlan felt extremely disgusted, so she speeded up and pressed the elevator downstairs.

Looking at the man waiting in a wheelchair at the door, Pei Xinlan quickly adjusted her mood and walked over.

Xu Sinian was wearing a mask, and Pei Xinlan stepped forward to tidy up his scarf, "I have told my uncle about my father's affairs, and he will be responsible."

Xu Sinian: "If you don't want to leave, don't force it."

Pei Xinlan: "I am wherever you are. We are husband and wife, aren't we?"

"If it cannot recover for half a year, I agree to be married to you. The Xu family's property is also yours, and it will not affect your remarriage."

Pei Xinlan's heart felt a sore pain, "No matter what you become, I will never divorce. Even if you can't recover, we don't have children, I will always be your wife, and we can adopt children. We don't have children.

Is it okay to say this?"

The driver came over and reminded: "Sir, Madam...you can set off, the plane will be sent out in one hour."

Pei Xinlan: "Yes."

Pei Xinlan helped him get into the car and sat in the rear passenger seat. In fact, there was one thing she didn't tell Xu Sinian that the Xu family had invested in a company overseas before, but now that company is developing well, so she did it.

Zhang Luka, regardless of whether he is treated or not, Pei Xinlan has no plans to return to China.

I decided to leave and they would start over again if I changed places.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs, Xu Zekai watched the familiar car leave, his eyes deep and deep, and there seemed to be a ball of ink in his eyes.

If you want to end, you are not the final say...

Sister-in-law!

After the car downstairs disappeared from sight, Xu Zekai looked away casually.

…

In more than a month, the Jiang family has already begun to prepare for engagement.

These are all organized by Jiang Yushu and the old lady. The copybooks for the guests were written in gold stamping. These golds are real gold. Just one invitation is worth a lot. If it really comes to their wedding day, Zhuang Mingyue will not

Dare to imagine how luxurious the Jiang family has not yet been.

Jiang Yushu used a brush to post the red invitation and wrote the names of various wealthy families. He invited famous figures in the imperial city, from political officials to business wealthy businessmen, and popular actors and stars in the entertainment industry...

After returning from the hospital, Jiang Yushu has been busy until now, and even the company's affairs have been handed over to Chen Feng for handling.

Zhuang Mingyue was reviewing her homework in the study. After finishing her homework, she put down her pen. She walked over curiously, and then picked up an invitation. The brush on it was very beautiful, with the handwriting being well-touched, and every stroke was made people

Pleasant to the eye.

"Do you want to invite so many people? It's just an engagement."

The ink traces above were not dry, and Zhuang Mingyue took a look and let go.

"You want it. You are the future mistress of the Jiang family. You always have to contact these people. Look at the list. If you don't want to see someone, we will just cross the names on it."

A piece of red paper was densely written with many people's names.

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, "I didn't expect that engagement would be so troublesome. If I were to come, I would definitely die of death."

When this sentence was said, a vague memory suddenly surged into Zhuang Mingyue's mind.

In the scene, a person wearing a long white dress with long black hair, soft and drooping. On the eve of her graduation from college, she did not take graduation photos, but returned to her and the banquet home and began to prepare for their soon-to-be marriage.

.

She checked online about the matters that needed to be prepared for marriage.

When she made a list and walked to him happily, she acted coquettishly and complained: "...I need to prepare a lot of things for the wedding! My head is getting bigger. I saw the guests I want to invite, you

See if this can work..."

"…The exhibition banquet, this is the wedding candy packaging I chose. Do you like it?"

"…Show the banquet, will I wear this outfit when we go to get the marriage certificate later?"

"…Festival banquet, look at the camera, I will record all the beautiful day we have obtained, and you will accompany me to watch it every year's wedding anniversary."

Zhuang Mingyue suddenly felt a torn pain in her chest, from her chest to her limbs.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered these memories.

After inexplicably suffocating, Zhuang Mingyue always felt that what happened in her previous life had just been experienced.

Jiang Yushu raised his head, "What's wrong? Is it wrong?"

Zhuang Mingyue quickly reacted and pretended to be fine and smiled: "Nothing, is there anything I need my help?"

Jiang Yushu: "Are you bored?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "I just want to help you."

"Mrs. Jiang doesn't need to do anything in the future. If she is bored with me, she can go downstairs to watch TV, and I will be fine soon."

The better he is to him, the more Zhuang Mingyue always feels that he owe him something.

In the last relationship experience, she gave everything, and now there is someone who is willing to give for her.

Maybe she can't tell anyone as good as him.

Feelings are mutual, and Zhuang Mingyue is also thinking about doing something for him.

"Are the wedding candy packaging ready? Otherwise, I'll design it."

"Grandma is responsible for this matter, but Mrs. Jiang is willing, so it is naturally good."

"Then I'll go and prepare."

Zhuang Mingyue put away the book, ran back to the room and took a picture album, and began to paint the packaging patterns on the white paper.

As soon as the pencil in my hand fell, the tip of the pen was on the paper and suddenly broke, and a hole was broken in the flat paper.

Bad premonitions also began to surge, which was not a good sign.
Chapter completed!