Zuo Qingqing was right. He did have to take full responsibility for making things happen like this. But it was not easy to help her escape.
The wedding banquet must be in chaos now, and going back hastily is obviously not a wise choice.
Then, if you want to help her get her certificate back, the only way is...
He hesitated and stared at the painting in his hand for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind, raised his head, picked up his cell phone, and sent a few text messages to another person before dialing Wu Quren's number.
The other end quickly picked up, "Ziqian, enough jokes, where are you?" [
"Home."
"Which home? I'll come right away."
"No need. Get rid of the old guys around you. I'll go find you in the same place." He glanced at the closed bathroom, grabbed the car keys, and went out.
"Tang Ziqian?" Zuo Qingqing, who was taking a bath, heard the sound of opening the door and poked her head out of the bathroom, just in time to see him about to close the door, "Where are you going?"
"Seeing the humiliation of others."
What? Meet Wu Quren?!
Zuo Qingqing didn't care that she was only wrapped in a bath towel and rushed to grab him, "You promised me you wouldn't hand me over!"
It was clearly agreed just now that as compensation for causing her plan to escape from marriage to be ruined, he would be responsible for taking her in and helping her complete her escape plan. But he just turned around and he actually went back on her word while she was taking a shower, and she was also blamed for it?
"I didn't want to hand you over." Tang Ziqian glanced at her rather impressive breasts, pushed her hand away and took a small step back, shaking his head and sighing, "Miss, please keep your clothes on when you rush out next time.
Is it tidy?"
If she was smart enough, she shouldn't have gone out dressed like this. What those Obasan said was right. Apart from being a physiologically normal man, he was also a man who would not refuse anyone who came.
"Pervert!" She was about to throw him over her shoulder, but as soon as she reached out her hand, the towel on her body was crumbling and she quickly retracted her breast protector.
"It's best that I really am." He was a playboy, and he would accept anyone who came, but he would never do such unsightly things as forcing a woman, okay? Tang Ziqian was speechless and pushed her in, "Please go in, please."
Wear your clothes well, you don’t want to be said by those Obasans to hinder your appearance, right?”
The heat from his palm came through the exposed skin on her shoulders. She trembled slightly and took a small step away with a blushing face, avoiding his sudden movement. The next second, she thought of something and rushed forward to catch him again.
He said, "Wait a minute! Are you sure you won't run away while I'm getting dressed?"