Refusing to marry the rich family

Tang Yunchen shook off Lin Luofu's hand and strode away from the cemetery.

"Tang Yunchen! Are you crazy? You kicked me out. How can you tell Aunt Tang?!" Linlov yelled at his back.

Unfortunately, the other party ignored her and disappeared nearby a few minutes later.

Lin Luofu looked at the huge cemetery. A cold wind came from behind and cooled her head to her feet. She cursed low and ran forward quickly on high heels. Unexpectedly, the heels of high heels were inserted into the crack of the ceramic tile. She fell to the ground and there was a whistling wind behind her.

"Don't... don't come here!" Lin Luofu's scream rang out in the cemetery.

Tang Yunchen drove straight to Jiao Rou's house. When he knocked, it was Jiao's mother who opened the door.

"Aunt, is xiaorou at home? I have something to tell her."

"Yunchen, it's so late that xiaorou has gone to bed. You can talk to her tomorrow." Jiao's mother was about to close the door. Tang Yunchen stretched out his hand against the door and said excitedly, "aunt, it's urgent. I offend you!"

Then he opened the door and rushed into Jiao Rou's room. He saw that the room was empty. He carefully found that Jiao Rou's suitcase was missing.

"You child, I thought you were a good man. How can you break into folk houses! You're not afraid that I'll call the police and take you away!" Jiao's mother came in with broken thoughts. She saw him standing at the door of Jiao Rou's room and shut her mouth silently.

"Aunt, where is Jiao Rou?"

"Well, she's out." Jiao's mother hesitated. Jiao's father heard the voice coming out of the bedroom. When he saw Tang Yunchen, his face was a little ugly. "Why are you coming? Don't you hurry?"

"Uncle, I'm looking for xiaorou. I have something important to tell her!"

"What are you looking for? Don't you all have fiancees? As a man, the worst thing is to step on two boats. You still pester us rourourou. Do you want her to be a junior or your lover?"

"Uncle, it's all a misunderstanding... I only have xiaorou in my heart. I'm here to explain it to her this time! I hope you two believe me. She's the only one."

Jiao's father and mother looked at each other and then said, "you'd better go. Xiaorou won't see you."

"Aunt! What I said is true. At least give me a chance to explain clearly, will you?"

Jiao's mother pursed her lips. "Xiaorou, she's at the airport now. If you can catch up with her, go. But the plane's departure time is coming."

"Where is she going?"

"She said she wanted to go out alone and come back a year later. As for where to go, she only said she was traveling around the world, and we didn't know her destination..." as soon as Jiao's mother's voice fell, there was a sharp wind in her ear. When she came back, Tang Yunchen had disappeared.

"Wife, what did you tell that smelly boy? He must harass us again."

"Young man, you can correct your mistakes. I still think Yunchen is the best match for xiaorou. I hope he can catch up with xiaorou."

……

At that time, the airport.

"Hello, Ouyang, have you found her flight?"

"It's still 20% short of success. Go to the radio station and shout to her first."

Tang Yunchen hung up the phone and went straight to the radio station at the airport.

"Bang -" he knocked open the door and the staff who were eating fried dumplings almost choked.

"Please help me find someone!"

"I'm sorry, sir, the airport doesn't provide the service of broadcasting to find people... Hey, sir, you can't come..." before the staff finished, Tang Yunchen grabbed the microphone and clicked the button.

"Jiao Rou! Where are you!"

At this time, Jiao Rou, who was about to get on the plane, suddenly stopped. Did she hear voices?

I heard Tang Yunchen calling her name

Jiao Rou shook her head, boarded the plane and set the phone to flight mode.

"Excuse me, please." A clean female voice sounded, and Jiao Rou looked up at a familiar face.

"Is that you?!" Both spoke at the same time.

A few minutes later, Fang Yuan stood in the aisle with her arms in her arms to block other passengers. She was surrounded by two crew members, who were calming her emotions. "Sorry, madam, we don't have the authority to adjust your seat. Would you please take a seat first and let other passengers take a seat?"

"No! If you don't change my seat, all the flights will be stopped today!" Fang Yuan angrily said.

The two sides were deadlocked. Seeing that the flight time was about to exceed, Jiao Rou sighed and said, "sit here, I can stand all the way."

The steward was surprised and said, "how can this be, madam?"

"It's all right. I'll just stand. Designer Fang, please sit down." Jiao Rou smiled helplessly and secretly said that she was destined to be the designer.

"What? She's still a designer? That's the quality? Delay other people's flight!"

"That's right. If you don't want to sit, you can upgrade first class! It's so difficult for that beautiful lady."

"Hey, stop talking. It's not easy to provoke her by her fierce appearance."

Fang Yuan listened to the whispers of other passengers and her face became very ugly. She turned around to take her luggage and left. Jiao Rou stopped her, "designer Fang, wait!"

"Don't pull me! What do you want to do, moth?" Fang Yuan was angry and felt bad about Jiao Rou's touch.

Jiao Rou not only didn't blame her, but said to the passengers who talked just now: "thank you for talking for me just now, but the fact is that I did something very sorry for this young lady before. It's normal for her not to sit with me. I hope you can bear it."

"Hypocrisy!" Fang Yuan turned his eyes and knocked Jiao Rou back to his seat. Seeing that the road was unobstructed, the crew thanked Jiao Rou in every way, and the plane finally took off normally.

"Madam, the plane will be affected by airflow during flight. For safety, please go back to your seat and fasten your seat belt." The steward came to remind Jiao rou.

Jiao Rou looked around. The latter didn't have a good way: "what are you looking at? If you want to sit down, sit down quickly! Don't fall down later. Others will think I'm mean to you again!"

"Thank you!" Jiao Rou sat down and fastened her seat belt. She glanced at her and turned away reluctantly.

If she hadn't hurried to Italy to attend the teacher's funeral, she wouldn't have been wronged to sit with a plagiarist!

"Designer Fang... I'd like to apologize for the last banquet."

"How dare you!" Fang Yuan roared loudly. The people around her quickly looked over. She immediately lowered her tone and stared at Jiao rou. "Do you dare to mention this? Believe it or not, I'll throw you off the plane!"

"There was a misunderstanding about last time. I want you to give me a chance to explain."

"What's there to explain? Admit you didn't copy? Or was someone framed?" Square cold sound channel.

"I was really framed, but I still owe you an apology. I'm sorry!"

Fang Yuan stared at Jiao Rou, who suddenly took the matter seriously, and then joked, "you say framing is framing?"

When she's a fool?