Chapter 20: Anyway, you don't need to wear a divorce ring, do you?
Meng Beichen glanced at her coldly. Her accusation was completely suppressed by the comments of reporters behind him. He reached for the ring and said reluctantly: "Did you hear me? I really don't want to marry you."
As he spoke, he was about to put a ring on her hand.
Han Yixing shrank his hands but refused to straighten them, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.
"Mr. Meng Beichen, we will definitely get divorced anyway, so we don't need to wear this ring, right?" She would be frightened if she wore this ring. She doesn't want to be a married woman.
It’s scary to think about it, women~~[
Meng Beichen was a little impatient. He already knew that the wedding had to go ahead. It also related to the image of the Meng family. How could he not be willing to play with her again?
He glared at her with a fierce tone, but his voice was a little soft, so quiet that only the two of them could hear it.
"Hurry up, reach out, and when you get out of here, you can throw it wherever you want. Come to me to talk about the divorce after you pay back 200 million."
Did she think he wanted to get married like this? I don’t know who passed the proposal to her parents last time. They had already said on the spot that he would never pay for the 200 million.
That's why he stood here so helplessly.
"Okay, I will definitely pay it back!" Han Yixing seemed to be relieved when he heard what he said.
In fact, the worst plan she had when she came here was to make it clear to him that she would repay the money, so once the money was repaid, they would divorce.
The two people who were unwilling even more reluctantly put rings on each other.
Seeing this, the priest nodded with great satisfaction and smiled: "Now the groom can kiss his bride."
If you dare to make a fuss with him, you won't ask any questions. He has been a priest for many years and has never failed to host a wedding. The newlyweds who come here never come back. I guarantee that they will get married.
Han Yixing had black lines on his forehead and turned his head stiffly to look at Meng Beichen, but he gave her a half-smile, with an evil expression on his lips.
She immediately felt that she had really fallen into the palm of Uncle Sex. When she first met him, the impression that he was a nymphomaniac had already occupied her mind.
Seeing his evil look and dark blue eyes, she felt a chill. She would pay back the money, so she wouldn't let this pervert take advantage of her.
Especially, her first kiss must be reserved for the person she likes.