Sir's Brand

Chapter 22

Yan Yue originally wanted to reveal this news to the outside world, but Rong En was unwilling. She insisted on keeping a low profile, and if necessary, she could notify her when she got married.

The date of engagement is approaching, and everything that needs to be prepared has finally been prepared, but Rong En still feels that something is missing. Everything seems to be going too smoothly, but it seems to come too fast.

As colleagues in the company, she only invited Li Hui, and kept her mouth shut about the others.

On the day of the engagement, Yan Yue booked the most luxurious open-air hotel in Baisha City. Anyone who saw such a scene would be envious.

In the dressing room, Li Hui came early, looking at the sets of simple white dresses around her, her eyes almost fell out, "Enen, you are so happy, look at the necklace on your neck, it is so beautiful. "

Rong En's long hair was coiled up and fixed behind her head with a small crown. The slim tube top dress made her slender and hot, and she didn't realize it herself. She changed her clothes, as if she wasn't herself.

"You will also have such a day." The smile on Rong En's face overflowed, "This is the happiness that every woman will have."

"I..." Li Hui rested her chin in one hand, "I can only wait slowly."

Mother Rong sat on the side, looking at her smiling daughter, her eyes were slightly moist, she put Rong En's hand in her own, "En En, Mom finally waited for this day, I never thought that you and Yan Yue would be together Children, I can still look forward to today."

"Mom." Rong En raised his other hand and wiped away the crystal from the corner of her eyes, "Today is a good day, why are you crying?"

"Mom is so happy." Rong's mother brushed the ring on Rong En's hand with her fingertips, and she showed relief, "When he puts this ring on you, Mom really doesn't have to worry about anything, Enen After suffering so much, in the future, I will be able to have my own happiness."

She pursed her smile, but her eyes were so sore that she couldn't open them. At this time, the makeup artist joked, "This makeup is finally done, can't you cry?"

"Who's crying?" With a burst of male voices coming in, the smell of perfume on Yan Yue's body was the first to bear the brunt. He bent down and approached the mirror, with his hands casually resting on Rong En's shoulders, "En En, you are so beautiful."

She smiled, her bright eyes were kind, this peaceful and tranquil sunshine overwhelmed all the atmosphere of today.

"There are still 10 minutes..." Yan Yue leaned closer to her ear, his bewitching and gentle voice made Rong En unconsciously relax, "You are mine now."

Fingers clasped together intimately and tacitly, Rong En once thought that she had grasped the best thing in her life, time flew by, she could still find what she had missed, and tied it tightly to her side.

Yan Yue gently kissed her on the forehead and walked out. When he reached the door, the man's handsome face turned around, and the two looked into each other's eyes, their eyes filled with joy, This feeling can only be understood by each other.

The makeup artist simply touched up her makeup, and the dinner party outside had already started. Mother Rong checked the time, "Enen, let's go out."

She held up the hem of the dress, the dinner was held in the open air, and the guests had already arrived, waiting for Rong En to show up.

Li Hui and Rong's mother chose a seat and sat down. Rong En came outside, but Yan Yue was not there.

After drinking a few glasses with the guests who came to toast, she searched around, but still couldn't find him.

On the stage, when the master of ceremonies saw that the time was up, he began to stir up the atmosphere. Rong En became a little anxious, and called him on his mobile phone, but it was still displayed in the call.

She just kept her head buried, and didn't notice the sudden silence around her. It wasn't until the master of ceremonies' voice changed to a female voice that Rong En was startled.

"Are you looking for Yue?"

On the stage, Siman was wearing a pink dress, with long wavy hair that was sexy and charming. She held a microphone in her hand, and that thing transmitted her provocation infinitely, sharply and triumphantly.

Standing under the stage, Rong En heard the discussions from the surrounding guests.

Seeing her daughter standing there alone without seeing Yan Yue, Rong's mother became a little anxious, "Who is that person on the stage?"

Li Hui realized something was wrong, and her heart was heavy, so she could only comfort her repeatedly, "Auntie, it's okay, maybe he was invited to add to the fun."

Siman stood there arrogantly, looking at him from a disdainful angle, as if Rong En was inferior.She smiled slightly, the sarcasm in her eyes was so obvious, her tone was unhurried, her gestures were all charming, "Today is your good day, I should have given you a big gift, but..." The woman Noticing the expression on Rong En's face, he paused for a while, and then continued, "Yue, he stayed with me last night, and he said that there is no need to send anything, because you are not worthy."

The explosive news was like throwing a boulder into a calm lake, and the guests whispered to each other. When Mother Rong heard it, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly got up, "You are talking nonsense!"

The woman smiled resolutely, without even arguing.

At this time, the only one who can deal with this mess is Yan Yue.

Rong En anxiously dialed his cell phone, repeating it over and over again, until the familiar ringtone sounded not far away.

Yan Yue didn't know where he came from. He walked onto the stage, but Rong En didn't have the courage to follow after a few steps away. The man stood side by side with Si Man, they were so well matched, they were both talented and beautiful.

She looked up, he looked down, Rong En was surprised, why is the pampering in his eyes no longer?
The feeling of uneasiness was so strong that it was about to become a reality. Only then did my shoulders feel cold and chilly.

Yan Yue stood in front of the microphone, his cold eyes met the puzzlement in Shang Rong En's eyes, such an innocent expression made his soft heart harden again, she listened to him and said word by word, "Today's order The wedding banquet is cancelled."

"Why?" The first to ask was the shaky mother Rong.

Rong En actually wanted to ask, but the words got stuck when they reached her lips. She lacked the courage to face them.

"Enen." As always, what he said was the most pampering, Rong En looked through his tearful eyes, it turned out that the whole world was crying, "I love you, once, I thought you would love me as much But you didn't. One year has already made our relationship vulnerable, the moment you step into the temptation, you are no longer my favor. "

It is probably like this to hold it to heaven and then fall to hell.

Rong En opened her eyes wide, afraid that tears would burst out when she closed them. She wanted to see clearly the man she had loved for so many years and keep it in her heart.

But why, his figure became more and more blurred?

Mother Rong's eyes were red, and the surrounding guests had changed into the mood of watching the excitement. She held her daughter's hand with one hand, and passed on her strength to her, "Yue, Enen wanted to move forward because she couldn't find a job outside. She didn't go there for long, and later found a proper job."

"Really?" Yan Yue's smile was really cold, even Rong's mother couldn't help feeling cold when she saw it, "Do you know why she found a job?"

Rong En raised his head with a whimper, a tear finally couldn't bear it, and slid down his cheek to his mouth, "Yue..."

The depression in his eyes was almost pleading.

The smile is broken, and her entire sky is broken from today.

Siman was laughing, and many people around him were also laughing...

Only Rong En was crying alone.

"The reason she was able to find a job was because she slept with others in exchange." Yan Yue deliberately slowed down his tone, his deep voice revealed the cruelest truth, "Enen, I thought I could accept it, but , I have deep affection for you, how can you live up to our past?"

"Impossible!" Mother Rong said sharply, almost screaming, "My daughter can't be like this, she won't." The decent behavior became hysterical.

"Uncle." Yan Yue turned his gaze to one side, and landed on Chen Baihui not far away, "You said that you met her in Yulu."

The man holding the wine glass didn't like Rong En at all. While he was slandering, he still didn't forget to keep his good reputation, "Yes, she was just a wine companion at that time. I met her once when I was talking about business. , Nan Yejue, the president of the Jue style, also said that she belongs to him, and he even asked her to accompany me, but I rejected her outright, I have no luck..."

All kinds of comments, ridiculed, contemptuous, disdainful...

When the blow hit her head and face, Rong En just maintained her previous posture and stood there, motionless, the wind pulled up the skirt of her dragging dress, but she was like a sculpture, staring blankly at Yan Yue with her eyes wide open.

A piece of shadowy, grotesque, not far away, dizziness appeared, from far to near, her world collapsed, and the world was spinning.

"No, no..." Mother Rong cried bitterly in her ear, and Li Hui hurriedly put her arms around her shoulders, whispering to comfort her.

"Yue." After a long time, she heard her moderate voice filling the audience, "You can't accept it, you can refuse when I confess to you, why give me this engagement banquet, and accompany me Playing this scene until now?"

It turned out that the happiness of these two weeks was just her one-man show.

How could he just let go of the hand he once held?
"Because, this is what I promised to give you a year ago." The man's words seemed to be taken for granted. She stared at this completely unfamiliar face and burst into tears, "Are you my Yue?"

Is there a shadow of himself in these familiar eyes?
Yan Yue took Si Man's hand, the woman looked arrogant, one arm was wrapped around the man's elbow, showing her belonging, they stepped off the stage intimately and approached, Yan Yue stamped his feet slightly when passing by Rong En, "You are no longer my Enen, so how can you ask me to still be that me?"

The familiar taste is slowly fading away, winter is coming, and what comes with it is not only the cold.

Are you still my Yue?

The man's back was straight, he pursed his lips and asked, or is it?

Rong En's eyes were blurred with tears, and she always felt angry in her heart. She lifted the hem of her skirt and wanted to rush over to ask for clarification.

(End of this chapter)