Just now, he was about to rush to the airport, but his mother suddenly called and said she was ill. He rushed back anxiously, only to find her sitting on the sofa. Even for a pair of mothers, Jiao Yang was very gentle.
He was already angry.
"I have to go back to attend the wedding of my important friend." Jiao Yang stood up and glanced at the several bodyguards standing at the hall door. "Ask them to get out of the way, otherwise, I don't mind using violence."
"A very important friend?" The Duke of Kent's tone was full of contempt, "Is it that Princess Sisi?!"
"Are you investigating?" Jiao Yang frowned, "Yes, it's her, can't you?!"
Jiao Yalin also stood up, "Xiaoyang, you have wasted five years for her. Now, she is getting married, are you still obsessed with her?"
"This is my business." Jiao Yang glanced at his mother, "I don't want to say disrespectful words to you, so please don't judge my feelings, let alone Sissi."
"Xiaoyang!" Jiao Yalin walked up to him and raised her hand to support his shoulders, "What happened before, you were playing around, my mother was very sad. My mother always believed that you would find a true lover, but Sisi is obviously not. You
Such unrequited love..."
"That's enough!" Jiao Yang interrupted her, "I told you, don't judge my feelings!"
They and Ben couldn't understand his feelings for Xiaoqian, so why did they belittle themselves?
The Duke of Kent stood up angrily, "How could you treat your mother like this?"
"Yes, you are a gentleman, you never lose your temper, right?!" Jiao Yang looked sideways at him, "Then, will a gentleman betray his wife? A gentleman will let his wife live as a widow for ten years.
How many years? Don’t think I don’t know your things. I know everything. Do you know why I left home? Because I don’t want to hear my mother crying every night. I hate all of this, so... I
I will never continue to live like this. I will not become you, and I don’t want to drag any woman into being a second mother. Now, let your people go away!”
Pulling the suitcase, Jiao Yang strode towards the door.
Several bodyguards came over immediately and stopped him.
Jiao Yang clenched his fists hanging by his side, let go of the suitcase, grabbed the man in front of him, and punched him hard in the ribs, then the second, and the third...
Ignoring the suitcase on the floor, he strode out the door, jumped out of a car parked outside, and sped towards the airport.
He has already delayed a lot of time. If it is any later, he will really miss their wedding.
Jiao Yang took a look at the time. It was now around two o'clock in the afternoon in London. There should be a direct flight to Beijing in an hour. If he could get to the airport in time, he should still be in time.
Racing all the way, Jiao Yang only drove the car very fast.
At the intersection, a car suddenly rushed over. Jiao Yang slammed on the brakes. The car swerved and stopped dangerously close to the other car.
"I'm sorry!" The girl who was driving jumped out of the car with an apologetic look and quickly ran to the side of his car, "Are you okay?"
Jiao Yang slid down the window and said, "It doesn't matter to me. Get out of the way right away. I'm in a hurry!"
"Okay!" The other party agreed, but an arm suddenly came over and inserted a small injection into his neck.
