Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 1 I Don't Love You, I Won't Marry You

Amidst the fluttering snow, a convoy slowly approached. A dozen or so black Maybachs all looked spectacular and attracted the attention of many people. Passing through this intersection, the church was right in front of them. task is about to be completed.

"squeak"--

The sharp and piercing sound of rapid brakes sounded, and a caravan rushed out from the intersection on the road that had been cleared. The two cars in front were the Aston Martin One77 and the extended version of Lincoln, which were once priceless in the auto market, and the rear was all of them The Bugatti Veyron is obviously more interesting than the Maybach team.

Their sudden appearance caused the unprepared Maybach team to almost rear-end one after another. The Bugatti Veyron team stood orderly in the middle of the road from east to west, which was many times more beautiful than the Maybach team that became distorted due to sudden braking.

Before the people from the Maybach motorcade could yell and curse, the car door opened quickly, and the people who got out were indeed all men in black, who looked like rich people's bodyguards from any angle.

The driver of the second Bugatti got out of the car and respectfully opened the back seat door. A pair of delicate leather shoes protruded from the car, a well-tailored high-end suit wrapped his tall body, and a perfect face so delicate that it took one's breath away. The coldest thing is his dark and deep pupils, as if nothing can affect his emotions.

After tidying up his clothes a little, the driver, who was also his bodyguard captain, followed him towards the second car in the Maybach convoy carrying the bride and groom.

In the car, Nan Jin and Duanmu Chengyue looked at each other, what's going on?
The car door was suddenly opened from the outside, and the north wind blowing snowflakes into the car, the warm air suddenly became icy cold, and the two people in the car flinched at the same time, looking at the person standing outside.

"I'm getting married today, I'll borrow it from your bride." An emotionless sentence sounded in front of the two of them. Nan Jin was startled, and subconsciously shrank into Duanmu Chengyue's arms.

I've heard of borrowing money, cars, and books, and of course the most fashionable one is renting a girlfriend to go home for the New Year, but I've never heard of borrowing even the bride for a wedding.

In a blink of an eye, Nan Jin fell into his arms and was carried out of the carriage by him, his strong and powerful arms tightly clamping her hands and feet.

"Who are you? Let her go!" Duanmu Chengyue jumped three feet high, hit his head on the roof of the car with a dull crash, and rushed out of the car. Nan Jin was already being carried towards the car. Noisy stretched version of the Lincoln sedan.

Nan Jin kept struggling in the man's arms, but the man accurately pinched his lifeblood. Seeing that the bride was robbed, the people in the Maybach motorcade quickly got out of the car and chased after the motorcade.

The man holding Nan Jin nodded slightly to the special assistant Xin Teng who was following him, Nan Jin saw him make a gesture, and the black-clothed bodyguard who had been on guard after getting off the car met Duanmu Chengyue and others who were chasing him.

Although the Duanmu family is not an overlord in Qingcheng, it is also a top-ranking upper-class family. As the only son of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Chengyue gets married, who would dare to get his idea!
Therefore, Duanmu Kang, the old man of the Duanmu family, did not set up too many bodyguards for protection. As he was extremely optimistic about this marriage, he went to the church early today to wait.

Who would have thought that there would be someone trying to trick their family, and the bride would be robbed on the day of the wedding!

"Nan Jin!" Duanmu Chengyue yelled while avoiding the control of Xin Teng's bodyguards, "Don't be afraid, I will save you!"

As soon as the words fell, a bodyguard's fist landed on his back, and Duanmu Chengyue staggered as he rushed forward, barely supporting the ground with his hands, "Damn it! Get out!"

How could these bodyguards listen to him? Assistant Xin told them to keep these people, and they would naturally live up to expectations.

"Who are you? Let me go!" Nan Jin yelled, kicking and kicking her legs continuously. Unfortunately, for a man, such an action is no different from scratching the itch, and it has no effect at all.

"Tong Junhao, your destined husband." Glancing at her, the man said coldly.

Nan Jin blinked, "What?"

"my name."

"..." She can guarantee that she is really not asking his name.

"Let go of me, today is my wedding day!"

"Today is our wedding day." Without any explanation, Tong Junhao carried her into the car.

Seeing the car start, Nan Jin was brought into the car by the man, Duanmu Chengyue's eyes were about to burst, and he punched the man in the face fiercely, "Get out!"

Unexpectedly, one of them used too much force, and his body slipped on the snow. Duanmu Chengyue fell to the ground suddenly, and the remaining bodyguards rushed up, and Duanmu Chengyue was firmly pressed down.

Looking at the stretched Lincoln that was getting further and further away, it seemed that only Duanmu Chengyue's roar was left in the world: "Nan Jin!"

Nan Jin in the car only heard Duanmu Chengyue's mournful cry, but did not notice that the moment they left the intersection, an Audi car she was familiar with was coming from north to south. If Nan Jin saw , will definitely recognize that it is Duanmu Chengyue's father's car.

Duanmuchen's face in the car was not generally ugly, it could almost be described as livid, if he hadn't been holding back tightly, the phone in his hand would have been crushed by him, "Trash! I was caught even if I failed! It's a rice bucket!"

The man on the other end of the phone smiled darkly, "The old man has the strength to lose his temper, why don't he go and see his son, hehe, unexpectedly, even his father misses his little wife."

The mobile phone was thrown on the ground by Duanmuchen, after all, it did not escape the fate of being torn apart.

"Bastard!" Nan Jin's anxious tears were about to fall, and she didn't care so much, she clenched her right hand and smashed towards his face.

13 years of karate, Nan Jin believes that it is not for nothing, even if he can't hurt him, at least he will let him let go, so that he can get away.

The little abacus was pounding in his heart, but the man squinted his eyes, raised his callused big hand calmly, and effortlessly grasped the fist she had thrown at him, and even the other hand Still holding her waist.

Nan Jin was placed on his lap, and the man clasped her hands behind her back with a backhand. With this one move, Nan Jin was imprisoned, unable to move her legs and hands.

She was quite annoyed, but she had to suppress her excess emotions under the control of others, and said, "Mr. Tong, what do you mean by this?"

"I didn't make it very clear just now." Marriage...

A small white dress exposed her white shoulders, and Tong Junhao felt annoyed when she saw it, damn it, can such a dress be worn?However, it would be nice to wear in the boudoir later on.

"Mr. Tong, we don't know each other!" Nan Jin growled.

"Now we know each other."

"I don't love you, I won't marry you!"

"Nan Jin, you haven't loved me before, how do you know you don't love me?" Holding her slender waist with one hand, Tong Junhao hugged her even tighter.

(End of this chapter)