Queen, Forced Marriage

No one spoke in the huge room, and the two women secretly looked at each other with their own thoughts. The atmosphere is a little too depressed, just a small move can infinitely amplify the screaming sound that is produced. The disturbing factor in the air is like gunpowder powder, and it can be triggered by just a little spark, showing the potential of a prairie fire. .

For Fang Yiai’s words about Qin Rulan’s abandoning Lin Zikui, it was like a dagger inserted into Qin Rulan’s heart relentlessly, forcing her to face the fact that she was unwilling to face it. Back then, she and Lin Zi There was indeed a problem with Kwai's relationship, but even so, she was confident that Lin Zikui would wait for her without any regrets, but she never counted that there would be an accident in the middle-Fang Yiai appeared.

Panting badly and violently, Qin Rulan stood up furiously and looked directly at Fang Yiai, feeling a little out of control: "What identity are you using here to accuse me? The identity of the winner is also The identity of the third party."

"You have to figure out, now you, Qin Rulan, is the third person who disturbs my family life!" Without losing momentum, Fang Yiai also stood up at the same time, answering Qin Rulan's question in a calm voice, "Yes. , I admit that I was chasing Lin Zikui, I also thought that if I did not appear, she might have been waiting for you, and then you will live happily together now. But the reality, the reality is that I Fang Yiai became her righteous lover, with a family and children!"

Reiterating the ownership of Lin Zikui again, Fang Yiai ignored Qin Rulan's gradually red eyes. There was too much content in Qin Rulan's eyes, anger, sorrow, regret, and so on. But now we are fighting for the defense of the marriage, and we must not let it go. Although it is cruel to the beautiful woman in front of me, and I am a little soft-hearted, there is no way to break Qin Rulan’s line of defense. , I have no choice but to let her, a good helper, come and go!

"What the **** do you mean by coming today?" With a cold voice, trembling all over, hands hanging on his side clenched into fists, still trembling with voice, looking stubbornly at Fang Yi'ai, who was holding the winning ticket at this time.

"What I want to say to you is very simple. You can be friends with my seed sunflower. I hope you don't have any other relationships or ideas, can you?"

"..."

"It seems to be a little embarrassing for Miss Qin. This is my presumption. I don't want you to reply to me right away. I still have something to do. Let's see you if you have a chance!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai apologized to the desperate beauty opposite with the smile that belonged to the victor. She picked up the handbag that was placed aside, and slung it on her wrist as elegantly as she did, stepping on the slender. The high heels walked out the door.

"What if I don't agree?"

Don't agree? Stopped, did not turn back, just replied with that steady voice: "Miss Qin is not short of money, and second is not short of fame. She is so successful at a young age. I think the only thing that can threaten you is your future. Right?"

threaten! future! The words are sharp, and the heart is poked. Fang Yiai does not shy away from her words and does not conceal the meaning of her words. She is a businessman and not a saint. The interests in the market are not all exchanged for the way of being a gentleman. Yes, she Fang Yiai uses conspiracy and tricks naturally.

"You are obviously threatening me." Compared to the furious and frustrated earlier, Qin Rulan was acting quite abnormal at this time, smiling instead of anger, curling her mouth seductively, revealing an unpredictable smile: "If I said I Will you give it if you want money?"

"Money? Let's make a price!"

"You and Lin Zikui have been together for five years, how about ten million a year, fifty million in total."

After listening to Qin Rulan's words, Fang Yiai raised her foot again to the door, and at the same time continued without hesitation: "The money will be transferred to your bank account tomorrow morning."

After speaking, the door was opened and closed, the movements were smooth, in one go, except for the remaining fragrance in the air, nothing else.

Give 50 million if you say it. Qin Rulan doesn't cut her eyes. The rich second generation is not the same. Such a price does not blink her eyes, but can such a woman really live with Lin Zikui for a lifetime? The origins of each are very different, let alone the environment in which they grew up. Can such a combination have a common topic and talk about it?

She doesn't believe it! She Qin Rulan and Lin Zikui should be a natural pair.

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In a restaurant in the city center, Lin Zikui was holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, fighting intently against the steak on the plate. On the opposite side sat Liao Yunshu, a handsome guy, who was eloquent from the beginning until now. The expression, it's not that he didn't say it, but Lin Zikui didn't give him a chance at all.

"Why don't you eat it?" Lin Zikui realized that the steak on the plate of the handsome guy on the opposite side hadn't moved, and after drinking half a glass of juice, he asked strangely.

Finally got the attention of writer Lin, Liao Yunshu was a little excited, and hurriedly seized the opportunity to speak, but was helplessly interrupted.

"The taste of this thousand steaks is different. I want another one."

"etc!"

Liao Yunshu's words stopped Lin Zikui from frowning dissatisfied, "Why, are you so stingy when you invite me to dinner?"

"No, I just wanted to talk to you about... about the... model news that you had with... the other day."

Here again, there is nothing else that surrounds her ears these few days. With a big glance, Lin Zikui had long expected that Liao Yunshu's kindly inviting her to dinner is not pure, but clearly wants to tell her. This thing.

"Why, I wish I broke up with Xiao Ai, and then you took advantage of it to come in?"

"What are you talking about!"

Lin Zikui made me a little angry by these words. Liao Yunshu is a famous gentleman with a righteous body. Lin Zikui guessed that he must be angry in his heart, so he immediately uttered a sigh. Such behavior is like an older brother teaching a lesson. Like a disobedient sister. In fact, Lin Zikui felt that if Liao Yunshu hadn't been her love rival, the two must have a very good relationship, just like now.

"I know that you are very upset about my return to China this time, but I have to explain. I am coming back this time because the work abroad is almost handled. I will work in a domestic company in the future, but I definitely did not want to destroy you. Meaning, a few days ago...Xiao Ai told me about you. She is a pregnant woman. You should accommodate her, and... I also want to... be engaged?"

"Cough cough cough...what? Engagement" was obviously frightened by the unprepared news, Lin Zikui choked a few times before swallowing the steak in his mouth strenuously. The previous words sounded like an exhortation from the elders to the younger ones, so how come you will get married when you change the topic?

Lin Zikui's overreaction caused Young Master Liao to blush like a big girl next door. He lowered his head and said faintly: "I know a girl abroad, my secretary, that's fine. Come back with me."

My god, secretary? How does it sound like Xiaomi, but what the master of Liao’s name Cao Youzhu should be most happy about is Lin Zikui. He toasted and sipped himself and said generously: “I’ll invite you for this meal. , Just as a loyal blessing to Brother Yunshu, ha ha ha."

Lin Zikui has been polite to call him by his name for so many years, and suddenly changed his mouth to call him "Bro Yunshu" like Fang Yiai. His goose bumps really fell all over the place, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The atmosphere and relationship that finally eased down can't be ruined like this, no, I have to accept it, with a smiley face.

"So, when I'm a brother, I'm going to talk to you. I grew up with Xiao Ai and always treat her like a younger sister, so you must not know my sister well?"

"You know! Brother, don't worry, you know what the paparazzi reported by the media is purely fabricated."

"Okay, my brother believes you, I need my brother just to speak..."

"..."

Both felt that this was inexplicable and fixed the relationship that had remained unchanged for the past five years. They decided to have a toast of friendship and ordered a bottle of red wine to drink together. Fortunately, Liao Yunshu asked the driver to drive and was not afraid of drunk driving. When the stamina of the red wine comes up, you can go home.

By the time Lin Zikui reacted, she had stopped firmly at the door of Fang's mansion. When she was about to greet Liao Yunshu this guy back, only a vague **** could be seen in her car.

The servant at home quickly rushed out to open the door for her, shouting at Miss Lin with a look of joy, and then ran back, hurriedly telling the old lady the news, and now Lin Zikui has no chance to escape. It was very embarrassing. She raised her head with a guilty conscience and glanced at Fang Yi's room balcony. She was not ready to meet, the key was that she was still angry.

"Dad, mom!"

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Zikui was greeted by Fang's mother enthusiastically and exchanged warm greetings for a long time. It was Father Fang, who hummed two times angrily, took the small teapot he had placed on the coffee table, and went upstairs into the study with a stinky face and ignored the Lin writer. The meaning of not seeing is very obvious.

Seeing Fang's stingy look, Fang's mother shook her head helplessly, patted the back of Lin Zikui's hand to make her don't worry, and asked with concern: "Have you had lunch? If you didn't eat your mother, let me give it to you. Do."

"After eating, Mom... Where's Xiao Ai?"

"I didn't see anyone early in the morning, saying that I went out with my good sisters. If you are pregnant, you should relax and relax. Don't worry, there is a driver with you."

"En." Lin Zikui was a little sad to hear Fang Ma's answer. He hadn't seen Her Majesty the Queen for several days. How could she say that she didn't want to, and she didn't know if the Queen's anger had disappeared. The sullen mouth was unhappy, and the feeling of loss was beyond words.

"Seeing that you are tired too, go upstairs and rest. I'll call you when Xiao Ai comes back!"

"Well, thank you mom."

When I went upstairs and entered Lin Zikui, I felt something was wrong. There was a blue folder in the center of the long white bed in the room, frowning suspiciously. Has Fang Yiai not asked about work recently? It turned out to be Qin Rulan's information. Although she was a little surprised, her mood was not very ups and downs. She knew Fang Yiai and liked to control the overall situation. Knowing herself and the enemy was her consistent style. Investigating Qin Rulan was just a smooth behavior.

After lunch, people get sleepy. Lin Zikui has always had the habit of taking a nap. He raised his hand and looked at the time on his wrist. She felt that it was too early and Fang Yiai would not come back for a while, so she should have a good night’s sleep. Thinking about it, the phone in her pocket was out of date. The short ringtone was just a short message. When I opened it, it was strange that it was actually a recording made by Qin Rulan...

"If I say I want money, will you give it?"

"Money? Let's make a price!"

"You and Lin Zikui have been together for five years, how about ten million a year, fifty million in total."

"The money will be transferred to your bank account tomorrow morning."

...

"If I say I want money, will you give it?"

"Money? Let's make a price!"

"You and Lin Zikui have been together for five years, how about ten million a year, fifty million in total."

"The money will be transferred to your bank account tomorrow morning."

...

Playing this recording repeatedly, I could hear the voices of Qin Rulan and Fang Yiai.

The content of the conversation really made Lin Zikui gritted his teeth with anger, and Fang Yiai dared to use such an indiscriminate trick. What is this, is it the drama of the main room pk Xiaosan?

As if thinking of something, she threw off her mobile phone and strode into the cloakroom. As expected, she missed a pair of high heels. This woman really wanted to give her a heart attack. She held back her breath and took a deep breath, but She tightly exposed her heart that was already galloping at that moment, "Pity my baby girl! My Jin Mo!"