Evil President 【End】

In City D, the church bell rang, and a couple of newlyweds stepped out of the church amidst the blessings of the crowd.

The groom is in his 50s, with a round belly, holding the bride by the arm.The bride is extremely beautiful, although she is not young, she is still so beautiful.

There was congratulations all around, and all the political and business leaders from D City attended the wedding.

"President Tao, congratulations!"

Tao Weicheng couldn't stop thanking him with a flushed face, he smiled so much that his eyes had twitches, "Thank you, thank you." He turned his head and waved, "It's the same, come here."

A handsome, handsome young man walked over.

"Uh, he's..."

"Hehe, even if he is my stepson, he is helping me in Xingyu now."

Seeing her husband taking such good care of her son, the bride smiled gratifiedly.

Leng Yiran bowed his head politely at the crowd, and behaved calmly, as if he was born to be a luminous body suitable for focusing under the spotlight.

At this moment, an eye-catching red sports car rushed towards the bride and groom from a distance, and the crowd erupted in exclamation.

Leng Yiran narrowed his eyes and stared into the distance.

"squeak--"

The sports car stopped suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a young and beautiful woman came out, about 20 years old, tall and tall, wearing a pair of three-inch high black boots, black stockings, a sexy short skirt, and a tight motorcycle jacket.

Everyone was stunned, staring at her for no reason.

The woman took off her sunglasses and shook her long, slightly curly hair. A pair of cat eyes exuded a unique charm.

She walked straight in front of Tao Weicheng, pursed her sexy red lips, and said coquettishly, "Honey, didn't you say that you only love me in this life? Why do you have a new love so soon?"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of breathing came and went.

The bride's eyes widened in disbelief, "Weicheng, you..."

Leng Yiran stared at his stepfather's flushed face, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Ignoring her surroundings, the woman hooked Tao Weicheng's neck, her eyes fluttered, fascinated, "Why, am I not as good as this young lady?"

There was an uproar all around.

Tao Weicheng pulled her away angrily, "Stinky girl! Stop messing around!"

The bride forced a smile, "Weicheng, she is..."

Tao Weicheng replied weakly, "My daughter."

"Oh, it turned out to be Zhixing! Weicheng, you are so serious, why didn't you say it earlier!" The bride affectionately held Zhixing's hand, "Zhixing, I often hear your father mentioning you, but I never had the chance see you."

Zhixing lowered his eyes, pulled out his hand, ran his long fingers lazily through his hair, and raised his eyebrows, "Dad, even if you want to find a woman to marry, you must find a decent one, why do you find one with a bottle of oil? Why, are you afraid that no one will fight for my property after entering the coffin?"

The bride stood there in embarrassment, and there were gradually discussions around her.

I heard that the Tao family had a rebellious daughter who smoked, fought and joined bad associations. She was exiled abroad by Tao Weicheng at the age of 15.

Leng Yiran gently held her mother's hand, and stared at Zhixing like a sharp knife.

Tao Weicheng became angry with embarrassment, "Zhixing! What nonsense are you talking about?! Hurry up and apologize to mom!"

Zhi Xing had mocking eyes, and smiled enchantingly, "Sorry," he turned and walked towards the sports car, took out something from inside, turned around and threw it at Tao Weicheng's feet, "Hey, my mother gave you this."

"You!!" Tao Weicheng looked at the wreath on the ground, jumped his feet in anger, his round face swelled into a liver color, "Damn girl, how dare you curse your father?!"

The bride's face was pale, she bit her lip and lowered her head.She had carefully prepared and looked forward to the wedding for so long, but it was messed up by this stepdaughter who appeared out of nowhere!

Leng Yiran silently walked over to pick up the wreath, raised his eyes, and stared at Zhixing coldly.

Zhixing got into the car, glanced at him disdainfully, put on the sunglasses, and waved his hand, "BYE!"

The sports car roared and a puff of blue smoke rose.

On the narrow and winding passage, a black Bentley approached her and passed her convertible Ferrari.

Through the dark car windows, the people sitting inside can have a full view of the outside scenery.Inside the sunglasses, a deep and sharp gaze inadvertently swept Zhixing...