Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 675 The Grand Finale (13)
Song Zhibo's expression was shocked, his face was pale and pale, thinking that he would be terrified when he thought about losing his limbs.

"Actually, I didn't ask you to do anything. I just heard that Han Minzheng planned to invest 20 billion US dollars from the Song Corporation. This is also the first project that he personally supervised and planned after he took the position of chairman. You said , if something goes wrong, will those shareholders of the Song Corporation want to skin him?" The woman's voice was clear and deep, but Song Zhibo's hairs stood on end.

"This..." Song Zhibo hesitated: "If Han Minzheng knows that I did it, he will kill me."

"At that time, he will have no power or power, so what ability will he have to kill you? If the matter is done, I can give you 500 million. With this money, it is up to you whether you want to marry another wife or go abroad. .”

Song Zhibo secretly glanced at Jin Ziqi, and suddenly felt that the whole thing was weird.He was instigated by Guo Yunyun to gamble in an underground casino, and owed huge debts in a daze. Just when his legs were about to be cut off, someone jumped out of his heart and offered to repay the debts for him, but the condition was that he betrayed his boss... All of this is like a game that has been set up long ago, luring him into it step by step!

"It's you, right? You set all this up for me?!" Song Zhibo asked sharply.

"So what if it's me?" Jin Ziqi was quite calm, without denying it: "Could it be that I asked you to keep a mistress? I told you to abandon the mess, and I put a knife on your neck to force you to gamble?"

There was a sneer in Jin Ziqi's voice, "If you weren't greedy, how could you jump into this trap?"

Song Zhibo felt guilty and lowered his head.

"There are two paths in front of you now. Either, you leave your hands and feet here today; or...Accept my request, I will help you pay off all your debts, and after the matter is completed, I will give you another sum of money, but , I don’t have much patience, I will give you two days, and I must control the investment of the 20 billion US dollars. If you exceed the time, you will bear the consequences.”

Song Zhibo was silent for a while before looking at her: "I want to know why you did this. You are the major shareholder of the Song Corporation. In the final analysis, what you do is harming your own interests."

Jin Ziqi laughed coldly twice: "Han Minzheng killed my husband, left us orphans and widowed mothers, and even snatched the Song family from us. Do you think I can swallow this breath? Even if I I have nothing, and I want Han Minzheng to pay the due price to comfort my husband's spirit in heaven!"

Song Zhibo looked at Jin Ziqi's resolute expression, and suddenly he could understand how twisted a widow's mind was.

"Then what should I do if I do something for you and you don't keep your word?"

Jin Ziqi raised his eyebrows, "Do you think you can bargain with me? Since I promised you, I will naturally do it. As long as you do your job well, the reward will not be less than you."

Song Zhibo's face turned pale, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

Jin Ziqi drove out of the warehouse, saw a car parked in front of him, and stepped on the brakes himself.

Song Qiyan got out of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

His expression was a little tired, but his dark eyes were staring at her very intently.

During this period of time, they fought openly and secretly with Han Minzheng and the others, and the staged Infernal Affairs made each other's nerves tense to the extreme.

Jin Ziqi looked at Song Qiyan's thin cheeks, wanted to ask a lot of questions, but only sighed.

"Are you sure about the wedding day?" Song Qiyan looked at her frowning, but he didn't answer, but raised his hand to support her face, and kissed her hard.

He didn't let go until Jin Ziqi beat his chest, looked at her and smiled, "[-]% sure."

"As long as the Rochelle family doesn't intervene, everything will be safe."

Jin Ziqi looked out the window silently. As Han Minzheng's husband, how could Jane not help?
"Then you are still so adventurous?"

"If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I can get back everything that belongs to me."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little condensed.

Song Qiyan gently hugged her into his arms: "Trust me."

"Yeah." Jin Ziqi nodded, leaning into her arms, and asked after a while, "Is there no news about Qing Qiao?"

Song Qiyan looked quite serious: "According to Yichen's news, Qingqiao should not be in any danger at present, but we don't know what will happen after the wedding. Recently, Yichen has been sending people to monitor Johnny. The helper is only him."

The two stayed close to each other for a long time, until Liang Yichen came to remind him: "It's almost time, it's time to go back."

Song Qiyan had no choice but to let go of Jin Ziqi, touched her cheek: "Wait for me to go home."

After finishing speaking, he opened the car door and got in, lowered the brim of his hat and hurried into Liang Yichen's car.

Jin Ziqi lay on the steering wheel, watched them leave, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to go home!"

Seven days later, the wedding of Han Minzheng and Jane Rochelle was successfully held on the open grass.

In a gorgeous and grand wedding, Jane was wearing a snow-white wedding dress, holding Han Minzheng's arm, with an elegant and dignified smile on her face, standing in the crowd, accepting the blessings and envy of all the guests.

Countless guests, with fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, cups and toasts interlaced, blessings and congratulations, one after another.

It's just that Han Minzheng, as the groom, kept his face calm, and he was calm and self-possessed when facing the congratulations. He was just polite and thoughtful, and he didn't have the joy and excitement of being a newlywed wife at all.

Jin Ziqi held a glass of drink and watched all this with a smile on his face.

"Isn't this the wife of Chairman Han's half-brother, Miss Jin's family? Why is she here?"

"If it were me, I wish I could hide at home behind closed doors."

Someone whispered beside them, Jin Ziqi glanced at them, and walked to the pastry area.

"Sister-in-law." Suddenly, a soft and humble voice came from behind.

Jin Ziqi turned his head, and behind him, Jian smiled like a flower, walking towards her step by step with Han Minzheng on his arm.

"Congratulations." Jin Ziqi raised his glass and smiled faintly.

Jane was a little surprised by Jin Ziqi's attitude, but she still nodded with a smile: "I'm very happy to be here today, huh? Why didn't you wear the jewelry I gave you? Actually, sister-in-law, you don't have to worry about overwhelming the host..."

"No," Jin Ziqi smiled, "I just think they're too vulgar to be on stage."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Jane's stiff smile, Jin Ziqi passed Han Minzheng and walked away.

"I told you not to provoke her, but you don't believe me, and now you're making fun of yourself."

Han Minzheng's cold eyes fell on Jian Qingbai's face.

Jane sneered: "I'm happy. Does she think she can cover up the emptiness and loneliness in her heart? It's said that widows can't stand loneliness the most. I'm curious if she will keep a bad face until she dies?"

(End of this chapter)