The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 124 Shi Lang (4)
It seemed that he had no intention of giving way to Ye Qingran.

"What do you want to talk to me, sir?" She suppressed her nervousness, wrapped her shawl tightly, and avoided his scorching gaze.

The man laughed, looking lazy and meaningless.

"Mrs. Tang, instead of going to the great banquet, come to the balcony to enjoy the snow?"

"That's right, it's rare to see such beautiful snow!" Ye Qingran retorted, "Isn't Mister here to enjoy the snow?"

The man laughed again, but Ye Qingran felt a chill.

"Tang Chengxun treats you very carefully!" The man's faint voice came, "I'm afraid it's 'King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no heart'!"

"I'm not very talented, and I don't understand what Mr. means."

"There are people who are smart but like to pretend to be confused." The man stared at her pretty face that was pale with cold, and his smile faded. "There are beauties in the southern country, and their beauty is like peaches and plums."

"If you don't give way, sir, I'll call for someone. How about we take a gamble and see if the guards of the Tang family are idle?" She didn't like being praised so blatantly by a strange man!

A deep smile rose from the corner of the man's mouth, he turned sideways, and said meaningfully, "I feel sorry for you. I can't bear to let you freeze here."

Ye Qingran quickly got off the balcony while he was sideways.

"Mrs. Tang—"

The man stood in the snow and shouted in a deep voice.

Ye Qingran stopped when his right foot had just reached the stairs.

"Remember my name. Shi Lang. The stone of the stone, the man of the groom." His slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Ye Qingran didn't look back, and went down the stairs.

The smile on the corner of Shi Lang's mouth grew stronger, and he murmured, "What a wonderful person!"

Snowflakes fell on him without realizing it.

His eyes were filled with excitement.

As soon as Ye Qingran walked down the stairs, he was grabbed by Tang Chengxun's strong hands.

"Where have you been?"

She calmed down her nervousness, and said lightly, "I'll go to the balcony to get some air."

"I'll accompany you to watch the fireworks." He smiled deeply.

"I'm already very tired, can you let me go home first?" She looked tired.

"In an hour, we will take the train to Nanjing. Your luggage has been packed." His tone was gentle but could not be refuted.

Ye Qingran looked at him fiercely, this self-righteous man, now he decided to go to Nanjing for her without even asking for advice.

Tang Chengxun ignored her angry eyes, his eyes were full of doting, "From now on, we will be husband and wife. You must stay by my side."

Ye Qingran bit her lower lip hard, and turned around silently.

Because she knew that her resistance would not have any results, and she didn't want to quarrel with him now, so she could only protest with silence.

"Sir, madam's ginger soup is ready." A maid came over with a tray and lowered her eyebrows.

Tang Chengxun took it and handed it to her.

Ye Qingran looked back at him with cold eyes.

He said softly, "Drink some to warm your stomach."

A sly light flashed in her eyes, and she reached out to catch it.

He saw that her hand had lifted the porcelain bowl, so he stopped.

"Snapped!"

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

Almost all the guests in the lobby went to the main building to watch the fireworks, and the rest of the sporadic people were chatting, and the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking suddenly caught their attention.

She was full of the pleasure of revenge, gloating and looking at him with hatred.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He clearly felt that his relationship with her had improved, but the fragments of the porcelain bowl on the ground reminded him that her hostility was still there.

She thought that the next moment he would lose his temper.

She was waiting for his wrath.

He had already bent down and landed on his right knee, and even took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe the stains on her shoes. His movements were gentle and slow, as if he was wiping a work of art.

Ye Qingran's head exploded with a "boom", what is he doing!
(End of this chapter)