Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 117 I Don’t Want This Marriage 2
"what?!"

"It's not over? Really, what happened?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

The faces of Lu Yihan and the relatives and friends of the Lu family suddenly changed, as if they all ate flies.

"You heard me right, I just don't want to end the relationship. I thought that Mr. Lu was a good man who could be entrusted to me before, but today I found out that he already has his own heart, so I am willing to be an adult, quit this relationship, and let him Flying wing to wing with his little girlfriend."

The sound of the microphone was amplified by the speaker and quickly spread throughout the lobby.

Lu Yihan came to his senses, stepped forward quickly, got on the stage in twos and twos, and reached out to snatch Lan Shuang's microphone, "Why are you so nervous? Lan Shuang, do you think getting married is a joke? What do you think we are?"

His face was livid with anger, his facial features were distorted, and he didn't see the slightest shadow of the boss, but he looked very much like Zhang Fei.

888 weakly raised his hand: "Farewell, Zhang Fei said it was bad luck."

Lan Shuang almost failed, and blocked Lu Yihan's hand with a smile: "Am I wrong? You are still entangled with that woman behind my back, and even yelled at me because of her best friend, and hit me , do you really think I have no temper?"

Being exposed his true colors, Lu Yihan's face turned red, and he hardly dared to look into the eyes of the guests below.

He stood there and barely restrained his anger, and tried to say in a good voice: "Lan Shuang, stop messing around, isn't it because I didn't stand by you because of the one-one incident? I apologize to you, is that enough?" ? Now you take back what you just said, and our wedding can still go on as usual."

Lan Shuang looked at him amusedly: "Lu Yihan, you are so disgusting."

"Lan, Shuang!" Lu Yihan was out of breath, his face flushed red.

He subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to hit him.

Lan Shuang's eyes froze, she raised her hand to grab his wrist, and slapped him back hard.

There was a crisp sound of "啪——", which shocked all the people below to gasp.

Lu Yihan's face was turned to one side, and gold stars appeared in front of his eyes.

Lan Shuang shook off Lu Yihan's wrist, and said coldly, "Your skin is as thick as I saw, and it hurts my hands from beating."

She took off the lace gloves gracefully, and the palms and fingertips were indeed light red.

In the corner of the lobby, the man standing in the shadows saw this scene, and slightly curled the corner of his mouth, which was ruthless enough.

This slap was not only on Lu Yihan's face, but also on the faces of the Lu family.

"You bastard!" The head of the Lu family regained his composure, and stretched out his fingers to touch Lu Yihan. Seeing that posture, he wished he could kill him from the air, so as to save the face of the Lu family by exterminating relatives.

"Husband, don't be angry. Be careful if you get angry. The child is wrong. It's not too late to go back and educate him. The most important thing right now is the marriage with the Lan family."

Madam Lu whispered beside Patriarch Lu to persuade her.

Patriarch Lu took a deep breath and stepped forward quickly. When facing Lan Shuang, his attitude and tone suddenly softened: "Shuangshuang, you and Yi Han have finally reached this point. Is it too hasty?"

"This stinky boy, we will discipline him when we go back. What kind of girlfriend is nonsense. Our Lu family only recognizes you as a daughter-in-law. She can't even step into the Lu family. I will let them break up when I go back." ,You first--"

Lan Shuang raised her hand to interrupt Patriarch Lu, with a firm attitude, neither humble nor overbearing, said: "Uncle Lu, I have made up my mind, and it is useless to be persuaded by anyone. I have been pursuing Lu Yihan wishfully for so long, but today, my eyes are healed. No more blindness."

She turned her head to take one last look at Lu Yihan, and got off the high platform with her wedding dress.

"Shuangshuang...you think about it again, Shuangshuang!" Patriarch Lu tapped the ground with his crutches, but Lan Shuang was unmoved at all, strode out with her head held high, but stopped when she passed by Tang Yiyi. for a moment.

Seeing Lan Shuang stopped in front of her, Tang Yiyi clenched her hands nervously. Seeing that everyone around her was looking at her, she decided to strike first.

"Lan Shuang, I really didn't mean to spill red wine on your skirt. You were walking from behind and I stumbled over it. If you're not happy, you can come at me. There's no need to vent your anger. elder brother."

Tang Yiyi was wearing a pink tube top dress, and when he spoke, his chin was raised high, like a proud little swan.

It vividly interprets what it means to be unreasonable and strong.

Lan Shuang came back to her senses, her face remained calm, she glanced at her wedding dress calmly, there was a large red wine stain down from her calf.

"Heh~" She chuckled lightly, and waved to the bodyguards of Lan's family in the corner.

Immediately someone stepped forward and handed her the phone respectfully: "Miss."

Lan Shuang took it, unlocked it, clicked a few times, and transferred the bill to Tang Yi: "This wedding dress is hand-made by MO's masters. It's the only one in the world. It's not very expensive. It's eight figures. , not washable, not dry-cleanable, can only be worn once, now it is ruined by you, remember to pay for it.”

Tang Yiyi looked at the large string of zeros, and his eyes immediately went dark.

"I said I didn't do it on purpose, why do you have to be unforgiving?"

Her eyes were red with anxiety, she stomped her feet, subconsciously looked at other people, trying to find comfort.

Someone stood up with one foot. Lan Shuang didn't even look at it. She took back her phone and said, "If you break something, you have to pay for it. It's only right and proper. You can't just pretend to be pitiful. You have to pay for it, no matter if you did it on purpose or not."

Tang Yiyi refused to accept it, and opened his mouth to say something more.

Lan Shuang put her hand on her lips, and smiled meaningfully, "My Lan family is not short of this money, but—why should I pay for you?"

She withdrew her hand, and glanced back slowly: "Or, do you think other people are willing to pay for you? Your brother Yi Han is willing, I don't care who pays."

Hearing this, Tang Yiyi immediately looked at Lu Yihan eagerly.

Lu Yihan, who was still walking this way, was immediately nailed to the spot when he heard the words.

eight digits...

The Lu family finally recognized him and gave him some money, but it was far from eight figures, and the money was not enough to treat his mother...

He stood there, stared at by all kinds of eyes, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, and his face was even more painful.

But he couldn't take that step.

The light in Tang Yi's eyes gradually dimmed, and the eyes of people around him also changed when they looked at Lu Yihan.

"I won't give it, I have no money!"

Tang Yiyi cried out in a broken voice.

Lan Shuang spread her hands and said indifferently, "Oh, see you in court then."

After she finished speaking, she didn't look at anyone, and left the lobby surrounded by bodyguards.

The man in the corner turned out from behind the tall green plants, looked at Lan Shuang's back as he went away, and then looked at the chat interface on the phone.

Lan Shuangting: [How is my sister?It must be beautiful today, right? 】

Lan Shuangting: 【How far has the wedding progressed? 】

Lan Shuangting: [Why don't you give us a live broadcast?My mother wanted to see it, but my father was stubborn, but his eyes kept looking out. 】

Lan Shuangting: [Where are you?died? 】

The man chuckled, and typed quickly with his slender fingers: [I'm not dead, the wedding is over, you can come pick me up now. 】

After sending the message, he turned around and left the hotel, got into the car at the door, and whispered: "Let's go back to the villa in the suburbs."

"Yes, President Jiang."

Before the car window went up, Jiang Lusheng took one last look in the direction of the hotel, and a faint smile floated on his lips.

"We will meet later, there is a time."

(End of this chapter)