Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 4 No money, run away

Song Dezhi choked for a moment, then grabbed the bag on the ground, took out the wallet from it, opened it, and there was only 100 yuan in it. Song Dezhi raised his eyes, glanced at the man, and put the only 100 yuan in it on the bedside table on the table,

"It's not a waste of sleep like this!" She said in a low voice, lacking confidence.

Xue Zhongyang's eyes fell on the 100 yuan, and then quickly moved to Song Dezhi's face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face darkened instantly.

"Song Dezhi!" There was a voice of gnashing teeth.

Song Dezhi didn't care about the embarrassment anymore, he quickly put clothes on himself indiscriminately, put his bag on his chest, and was about to escape.As he passed by and escaped, Song Dezhi's arm was grabbed.

"What the hell do you want?"

Xue Zhongyang took a deep breath, forced to suppress the anger in his heart, and said, "If you sleep with me, you will be responsible to this young master. I will be at a disadvantage and marry you!"

Song Dezhi's expression collapsed, "What do you like about me, can I change it?"

Xue Zhongyang pinched her chin, forced her to look up at her, and saw her extremely reluctant face, Zhongyang's heart was so frustrated, he thought he was a handsome son-in-law, and women who wanted to marry him could be ranked first Going to Chang'an Street, she would be fine, avoiding him like a jackal, six years ago, and six years later, damn it, she actually forgot about herself completely.

"Who said I like you! Let me tell you the truth. My grandma was seriously ill, and her only wish was to see me get married and have children. Therefore, I must marry a woman as soon as possible."

"Then why me?"

"Because..." Xue Zhongyang looked at Song Dezhi's big black and white eyes, thought for a while, and showed a disdainful expression, "Because you don't like me."

"Huh?" She was puzzled.

"You don't like me, so, after the play is over and the show is over, you won't hang around me to death!"

Understood!Song Dezhi now finally understands what this bastard is thinking. Dare is to force her into a fake marriage and perform a play in front of his grandma. If the show ends, she will have to leave.

"It's the 6th today, and it's very difficult for you to find a man to marry on the 18th. You might as well consider me. Although you don't like me, but, you admit, I'm a suave young master. Take it out, absolutely It can be used as a facade."

In the eyes of Song Dezhi, the clear reflection of the beauty ditch, this is a good-looking man. Comparing Li Qiang, that scumbag with him, it is a world apart.If... Song Dezhi's thoughts changed quickly.

"Have you brought your account book?"

Xue Zhongyang froze for a moment, "Which one do you want?"

"Of course get married! Don't you want to 'drive without a license'!"

Xue Zhongyang suddenly showed a charming smile of [-] volts to Song Dezhi, which completely stunned Song Dezhi, your grandma, why are you doing random discharges when you have nothing to do?

"go!"

……

Song Dezhi waited for Xue Zhongyang to pick up the car, but she didn't feel happy at all. Instead, she felt like a big stone was pressing on her chest, making her unable to breathe.

After a long time, I didn't see his shadow. Just when Song Dezhi thought that the man regretted running away, a black Maybach car stopped in front of him, the window was rolled down, and Xue Zhongyang was sitting in the driver's seat. that man.

Maybach, ultra-luxury speed!
This is a real luxury car, impeccable, but one word: expensive!Two words: super expensive!Three words (can't afford it)!

Song Dezhi, a working-class commoner, saw the Maybach parked in front of her, and the man sitting on the Maybach was about to become her "husband". She thought she was dreaming, and her head was light.

"Get in the car!" Xue Zhongyang waited impatiently.

"Ah?" Song Dezhi just woke up.She looked at the shiny black Maybach body, then at Xue Zhongyang, pinched her palm, and realized that she was not dreaming.

"It's 10 o'clock now, and the Civil Affairs Bureau closes at 11:[-] o'clock. I don't want to miss the time to go there again." He urged.

"sorry."

Song Dezhi quickly went around the front of the car, wanting to sit in the passenger seat, but was stopped by Xue Zhongyang, "Sit in the back."

"what?"

Song Dezhi wanted to ask him why he couldn't sit in the passenger seat?But being a little embarrassed by his sudden gaze, she looked away and sat in the back seat obediently.

The car starts!

Sure enough, it is a luxury car, not only does it drive smoothly, but also there is no noise, and the airtight car isolates the hustle and bustle outside.

Song Dezhi looked at the man from behind, full of curiosity about him.

She looks good, and the clothes on her body don't look cheap. What makes her even more speechless is that such a Maybach car worth between 500 million and 900 million will last a lifetime for ordinary people like her, no!Even in the next life, the next life, you can't afford to eat or drink.

And this man...

"Well, how much money do you have?"

Xue Zhongyang glanced at the woman sitting in the back seat from the rearview mirror, "You seem to be very repulsive to rich people?" He didn't answer directly.

Song Dezhi stared at Xue Zhongyang's good-looking face, touched the leather seat under him, and compared his own conditions.

A child from a single-parent family is good-looking, and the only thing she can tell is that she graduated from University A. Even if this man marries him with ulterior motives, she has nothing to lose.

After thinking about it this way, Song Dezhi didn't worry about it anymore.

When Xue Zhongyang saw the woman's open eyebrows, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes fell on her face with lowered eyes, the bottom of which was impenetrable and bottomless.

……

Civil Affairs Bureau,

The two sat in the lobby waiting to go through the formalities.

Song Dezhi saw that there were more people queuing up at the divorce window than the marriage window, and couldn't help but feel relieved.In these years, marriage was considered a trifling matter. She was so used to it, so it would be nice to catch up with the trend now.

"It's our turn."

Xue Zhongyang touched Song Dezhi's shoulder and pulled back the distracted woman's thoughts.Song Dezhi picked up the bag on his lap and followed the man towards the wedding window.

When they came to the window, Xue Zhongyang handed over the two people's IDs.

It was an aunt who was in charge of applying for the certificates for them. The aunt looked at the two of them with strange eyes.

"Are you sure you want to get married?"

Song Dezhi didn't know why she asked, "Auntie, of course we are getting married!"

"You don't look like you are married, but you look like you are going to divorce."

Hearing this, Song Dezhi turned his head and glanced at the man beside him. His face was indeed too "serious". Song Dezhi chuckled and squeezed out a big smile.

"Aunt, does it look like you're married now?"

The aunt has a talent for cold humor, "This is called a forced smile!"

The smile on Song Dezhi's face couldn't hold back anymore, and the man beside him burst out laughing.Song Dezhi began to grind his teeth.

"Are you Chinese American?"

"Yes. Is there a problem with the procedure?"

Xue Zhongyang's blind date was to get married, and he had already prepared all the materials.

"No problem. Your names need to be filled in here."

Xue Zhongyang filled out the form himself, and he filled it out very slowly. Song Dezhi couldn't help but take a look, and saw Xue Zhongyang's handwriting that was like a dog crawling. She was wondering why his handwriting was so ugly, and he said, "Flying How do you write the word 'Yang'?"

Song Dezhi, who was dragging his chin, slid his hand when he heard the words, "Hey, you are not illiterate, are you?"

"I can write the traditional characters of the word 'Yang', but I can't write the simplified characters." Seeing that she still didn't quite understand what he meant, Xue Zhongyang suddenly said a sentence in Cantonese, with a sly smile in his eyes, "I'm tied in Born and raised in Hong Kong!"

Song Dezhi's eyes widened in shock!
Driving a Maybach luxury car, American nationality, grew up in Hong Kong... What is this man's background?
……

Standing at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Song Dezhi held a bright red marriage certificate in his hand, his head was still dizzy.From the first time I saw this man to the time when the two got married, within 24 hours of their acquaintance, the two had a quick marriage.

"Mrs. Xue, I have something to do in the afternoon, can you go back by yourself?"

"Mrs. Xue Xue?"

Song Dezhi's beautiful eyes widened, and he looked at Xue Zhongyang in surprise.Song Dezhi couldn't get used to this unfamiliar title.

Xue Zhongyang shook the marriage certificate in his hand, smiled proudly, and reminded, "Mrs. Xue, you signed and married me 5 minutes ago."

Song Dezhi glared at him, and said in a rather cold tone, "Mr. Xue, you can just do your own thing. I'm used to being independent, and I'm not used to being managed by men."

"I, Xue Zhongyang, am used to being independent, and I'm not used to being controlled by women!"

The subtext of the two people is: After marriage, they will live their own lives without interfering with each other!

(End of this chapter)