Wang Zhangzhu's mood had been aroused when she saw Lin Yurou dressed up. At this moment, when her father said this, she smiled instead. She held Song Liangyu's arm affectionately, raised her eyebrows and smiled at Lin Yurou, saying: "Dad, come here. Everyone is a guest. Since Miss Lin is here to attend my wedding, let her stay here."
Seeing Lin Yurou provoking him again and again, Wang Zhangzhu already understood the relationship between her and Song Liangyu to some extent. But so what.
I don't love Song Liangyu. I can't be a real couple with him for the time being. He is a normal man. It is reasonable and reasonable to have fun outside.
Women always care about the men they love. They are surprisingly generous to the men they don't love.
At her wedding ceremony, Wang Zhangzhu was even thinking about how to find a woman to fill the physical void of her husband.
However, it is one thing that she wants to find a "mistress" for Song Liangyu. It is another thing that Lin Yurou comes to show off her power in front of her. With Chu Huandong's ex-girlfriend, Wang Zhangzhu hates Lin Yurou.
Wang Zhangzhu smiled and asked his father to accompany the other guests. This is a woman's war. No one else's help is needed.
Wang Dacheng glanced at Lin Yurou and Wang Zhangzhu in confusion. He knew that they had resolved their old feud because of Chu Huandong. Although he was not worried about Wang Zhangzhu, but with Song Liangyu here, it was estimated that nothing big would happen.
Wang Zhangzhu looked at Lin Yurou's exquisite and perfect makeup and deliberately dressed up. Unexpectedly, this woman had such an infatuated love for Song Liangyu. Wang Zhangzhu's eyes couldn't help but reveal a strange happiness and mischief. She Leaning on Song Liangyu's shoulder. "Ms. Lin, I didn't expect that you have a big heart. You are so leisurely and carefree. You attended my wedding."
Lin Yurou looked at Wang Zhangzhu's careless eyes. Her heart was filled with anger. Why did she look at herself with sympathy and pity? As if she was a loser. Did she need anyone's sympathy? Wang Zhangzhu was just a supporter. Poor guy who can marry a good man only if he is rich
Lin Yurou glanced at Song Liangyu who was next to Wang Zhangzhu. She opened her red lips and said, "Miss Wang, you rely on your status as the eldest lady to marry good men time and time again. Do you think that you can truly have a man by virtue of marriage? .Change men?”
Song Liangyu held his right hand tightly around the waist of Wang Zhangzhu, who was already his wife. He looked at Lin Yurou with a warning look. Before he could start to lecture, Wang Zhangzhu said with a sweet smile: "Then what do you want to do? What about truly having a man? A man tells you that he loves you and loves you every day. He lingers in your bed every day. But in the end, he refuses to marry you. You think this means you truly have this man."
Lin Yurou's face turned pale and she smiled coldly, but she couldn't say a word.
"Whether a man is willing to be good to a woman depends on whether he is willing to marry the woman. Marriage is the greatest respect and sincerity a man can show to a woman. Do you think it is a good thing?" Wang Zhangzhu was the last one. The nickname brought her and Song Liangyu very close.
Song Liangyu looked at Wang Zhangzhu flattered and nodded vigorously.
Lin Yurou, who had been arrogant just now, was like a deflated rubber ball. Her face was turning blue and white. She had to admit that Wang Zhangzhu's words were like a sharp knife piercing her heart. She was defeated.
Song Liangyu also promised her when they were deeply in love. He could give her everything, but he couldn't give her marriage.
However, the reason why she is crazy jealous of Wang Zhangzhu is because all she wants is marriage.
Wang Zhangzhu magnanimously raised his chin, his two dimples twinkling. "Ms. Lin, for the sake of coming to my wedding, I advise you, Lin Yuan Mu Yu, that it is better to retreat and build a net. Don't Always thinking about getting something for nothing, trying to pick fruits in other people's gardens. Whether you do it in the name of love or not, you will never do that kind of thing without a moral bottom line."
Her last words brought Song Liangyu along with her. She saw that Song Liangyu's expression had changed, so she patted and coaxed her, stood up on tiptoe, and kissed Song Liangyu's lips proactively and affectionately. Then She said coquettishly: "Liangyu, I'm tired. Send me back to the lounge to have a rest."
Wang Zhangzhu's affectionate eyes were as clear as clear water. Song Liangyu fell into the lake light. He was surprised and happy. He secretly glanced at Lin Yurou next to him, looked at Wang Zhangzhu with a smile, held her waist and walked to the lounge. Go.
Lin Yurou's expression was fragile and painful. Only now did she know what it meant to truly humiliate oneself.
The reason why she came here to make a fuss today was just because she was relying on Song Liangyu's love for her. But when the man who kept saying he loved her stepped away and asked her to face the real Mrs. Song, this was when she was ready to be humiliated.
Lin Yurou's face was pale. Looking at the newlyweds leaving together, she wanted to cry but had no tears.
But she didn't know that in this bustling wedding celebration, there was someone who was more heartbroken and more ready to cry than she was.
In the corner of the banquet hall, there were several people standing. One person kept whispering to the man beside him who was dazed and dazed. "We should go. If someone discovers us, we will be entangled. When the time comes, we will be entangled." It will be difficult to escape."
The man has some beard on his face and wrinkles on his forehead. His appearance is very vicissitudes of life. He only has a pair of radiant eyes. The shadow of Chu Huandong can also be seen.
When he learned about the marriage between Wang Zhangzhu and Song Liangyu, Chu Huandong was surprised, painful, and desperate at first. He thought of countless ways to distract himself from this matter, including work, entertainment, and travel. But No way. This thing is pervasive, eroding him every second.
The closer Wang Zhangzhu's wedding was, the more anxious he became. Countless strange worries arose. How could Wang Zhangzhu marry Song Liangyu? Was Wang Dacheng forcing her? Was Song Liangyu threatening him?
These concerns and worries slowly turned into hope. Wang Zhangzhu still loved him. She only had to marry Song Liangyu. He imagined that Wang Zhangzhu was waiting for him to save her. He was happy and excited and began to plan to return here again. .Plan to rescue Wang Zhangzhu.
Father, like son.
Looking at Chu Huandong who was engrossed in looking at the map and arranging the route, Ding Lingyun was infinitely sad. Chu Huandong was so attentive. He was mumbling to himself while reading and recording things from time to time. He was always alert. He didn't even notice the footsteps of someone approaching.
In fact, ever since Chu Huandong learned about the marriage between Wang Zhangzhu and Song Liangyu, Ding Lingyue discovered that Chu Huandong was mentally a little abnormal. On the surface, he looked calm, calm and nonchalant. In fact, he refused to accept this fact at all. He seemed to be trapped. In a paranoid idea, I firmly believe that Wang Zhangzhu was forced. Forced. Now she is in dire straits. She hopes that he will save her day and night.
Ding Lingyue, Zhang Xiaopeng and others watched Chu Huandong go crazy for Wang Zhangzhu again. They all lamented in their hearts. Wang Zhangzhu was the biggest disaster in Chu Huandong's life.
Chu Huandong finally came. He took great risks and arrived at Wang Zhangzhu's wedding. But what he saw was not the weak and sad trapped hostage waiting for him to rescue. Instead, he saw the energetic, sweet and happy Xiaoxiao. bride.
Although Chu Huandong was unwilling to admit it, he still felt extremely frustrated when facing the well-dressed and energetic Song Liangyu. Especially when he saw Wang Zhangzhu nestling in Song Liangyu's arms and the interaction between their eyebrows, it made him even more frustrated. He was extremely chilled.
Wang Zhangzhu was not forced to marry Song Liangyu. She did so voluntarily. She was happy to marry Song Liangyu.
This answer was clearly written on Wang Zhangzhu's smiling face. Perhaps she was afraid that she was not sad enough, so she actually stood up on tiptoes to kiss Song Liangyu in full view of everyone.
Chu Huandong would rather be blind from now on than watch this scene happen.
Song Liangyu hugged Wang Zhangzhu and left. The carpet paved with flowers, the white wedding dress, and the beautiful face. She was truly a woman like a flower. So, tonight is the moment when the flowers bloom in Song Liangyu's arms.
Chu Huandong was almost struck by lightning. He could feel the sharpness in his heart, but he couldn't feel any pain that he should have. He just stood there in a daze. He finally knew what it meant to be a cruel fact that makes people unable to feel any more pain. The harsh truth of hope.
He once loved Wang Zhangzhu like a sister. He once treated Wang Zhangzhu coldly like a stranger. He once doted on Wang Zhangzhu as the love of his life. But at this time, he treated Wang Zhangzhu like an enemy. I hate it.
He hated her indecisiveness. He hated her ungratefulness. He hated her cold-blooded ruthlessness...
Chu Huandong discovered that he had never hated someone so much. He wanted to cut her into pieces with a thousand knives and crush her bones into ashes.
Extreme love breeds hate.
He used to always think that this sentence was wrong. How could he hate her when he loved someone, even if she made a lot of mistakes? Now, he completely hated Wang Zhangzhu.
If possible, he would rather not know her in this life. Even if there is an afterlife, he would never recognize her for eternity.
Wang Zhangzhu returned to the lounge. She got rid of Song Liangyu's big hand around her waist without leaving a trace, and sat on the sofa. "Second brother, there are many guests outside. You go out and do your work. I'll just take a rest here."
Song Liangyu carefully observed Wang Zhangzhu's face. He was afraid that Lin Yurou's appearance would really cause her displeasure. He squatted in front of Wang Zhangzhu and asked considerately: "How are you? Do you feel uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Ah. I'll ask someone to bring you some food."
"No need. You go and do your work." Wang Zhangzhu couldn't pretend any longer. She forced herself to smile and said, "I got up too early in the morning. I'll be fine if I take a nap."
"Okay. I'll be back in a moment." Song Liangyu stood up, kissed Wang Zhangzhu's forehead gently, and walked out of the lounge.
Not long after he left, several tall figures appeared on the other side of the rest corridor.