Princess Runs Away On Wedding

Zhuo ran laughed and closed her mouth. She pinched her lovely face. "Little girl is very good. Zhuo Ran's brother is very happy."

Xiaoya mouth straight out, sounds like a pet?!

"Don't pinch my face. It hurts."

"A few more pinches."

"Let go. I'm going to bite."

The serious atmosphere just now was swept away.

Tie Zhongtang dark relaxed tone, just how to do later?

Ah.

The son's temper is stubborn, but it can't be controlled.

A servant rushed into the door and screamed, "no, the second young master jumped into the sea."

People's bodies were shocked and their eyes widened in disbelief.

A stone stirred a thousand waves and exploded the pot.

"What?"

"Jump into the sea?"

"No

"Go and have a look."

Tie Zhongtang's face is very ugly, frown, hard to hide the color of tension, subconsciously rushed in the front.

After a few steps, he stopped suddenly. Everyone looked at him and didn't know what he meant.

His expression is indescribable complex, "Zhuo ran, this is up to you."

Zhuo ran pursed her lips, "yes."

Tiezhongtang stood silent for half a sound, turned and left.

Before leaving, I just threw down a sentence, "I have to deal with business affairs, there are no urgent things, don't disturb me."

"Yes." Zhuo ran should a, but a bitter heart.

No matter when and where, my father is not a sentimental person. He always comes first in his family. For the sake of the family's interests, he can even leave everyone, including his loved ones.

Women are nothing, children are nothing. At the critical time, everything can be abandoned.

Iron Wei Yu, who was once famous for a time, was treated like this when he lost his favor. He felt cold when he thought about it.

People look at each other face to face, won't they, just leave like this?

Not going to see his baby son?

Whatever, they went to see it.

It's the most fun.

Iron father and son are lazy to pay attention to, respectively scattered.

Xiaoya is a lively girl. She runs over with coral.

On the white beach, tieweiyu was covered with water, his hair was scattered, his clothes were not neat, his eyes were closed, his face was white and white, and he lay still, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The second lady held her son in her arms, crying out loud. The sound of flesh, the son, was so miserable that her voice was very sad.

And Zheng Qiniang stood on the side, cold, occasionally curling her mouth.

When people saw this scene, they couldn't help but hook the corners of their mouths. It was so happy. The more miserable the better, the more able to relieve their anger.

When Miss tie San saw that her father was not present, she was much more daring.

She said with a smile, "second aunt, what's going on? Did you overdo it? "

The second lady looked as if she had been pricked by a needle. Her face turned white and she growled with hatred, "what are you playing with? He's hopeless and doesn't want to live. "

Who is willing to take this road if it is not forced to do so?

It's all these heartless bastards, one or two, jumping out of the well.

If put before, they dare?

Seeing that her elder and her husband are not in front of her, the eldest lady is the biggest. She is full of confidence. Years of resentment come up, regardless of the image, and sneer repeatedly. "It's really funny. It's not a girl. She always comes to this kind of thing. Ah, the good one doesn't learn, the bad one. He has followed you since he was a child, and he will inevitably learn your shameless one."

In the face of years of old enemies, she will not easily let go.

Because of their mother and son's existence, let her this big lady suffer.

With a beloved son, I can't be arrogant. I don't want to give her a look.