Chapter 894 Trick Him into Coming Back to Marry

At midnight, a black extended Rolls-Royce stopped in front of Yao's house.

"Rongrong, let Mom see. Liu Yilian whispered, took Yao Rong by the hand, and looked at her wearing a big cheongsam, tall figure, with a social cheongsam, and an elegant temperament.

Yao Rong's face is like a mixed-race child, his facial features are delicate and three-dimensional, the corners of his mouth are lightly hooked, and he has an elegant smile.

"Mom, I'm leaving. Yao Rong stretched out his hand, hugged Liu Yilian, and whispered, "I will come back to see you." ”

"Good, good. Liu Yilian said, also red-eyed.

It is said that marrying a daughter requires a beautiful scenery, but Yao Rong's marriage is festive but low-key, and he doesn't even know who to marry!

Nine bodyguards, going upstairs, stood on both sides, and said, "Young lady, please." ”

Seeing this, Yao Rong took a big step and went downstairs elegantly.

"Don't look back. Liu Yilian said, afraid that she would look back.

Yao Rong walked out, the red carpet spread from the upstairs to the outside, spread to the front of the car, the door was opened, she got in, the car was started, she didn't look back.

"Rongrong." Yao Shengming rushed back from the hospital and strode after him.

Rolls-Royce drove past him, the window was not closed, Yao Shengming turned around and saw Yao Rong's figure.

He turned and chased after him, shouting, "Rongrong." ”

Unfortunately, the car drove fast, as if afraid of being caught up by others, a few cars drove out of misposition, blocking the road, and several bodyguards also followed quickly and disappeared into the night.

"Yao Rong, come back. Yao Shengming shouted loudly, he chased for a long time, but still didn't catch up.

He stood there, a little lonely.

Yao Shengming lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists, and his knees fell to the ground.

"Yao Rong. He cried out in a low voice, as if his heart had been invisibly torn open by a hand, and torn into several pieces.

Wrong? He was wrong?

Missed, he missed.

One step late every time, missed her every time.

"Ahh Yao Shengming screamed, his fist hitting the ground.

The sky seemed to be torn open, thunder and lightning flashed, and the downpour fell on the earth, splashing water.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the car was circling in Jincheng, but he didn't know where to go, Yao Rong shook his head, feeling dizzy, struggling a few times, and losing consciousness.

Zhuo's compound

Zhuo Song struggled away, was tied up and carried back, and thrown into the new house.

"Grandpa, Zhuo Song has something to say, begging Grandpa Tai to come out and meet. Zhuo slammed on the door and was locked in the room.

He looked at the festive new house, Zhuo raised his feet and kicked the chair.

"I knew I shouldn't have come back, but it was a circle, and they actually tricked me into coming back to the cave room, damn it. Zhuo Song said in a deep voice, and news came from the Zhuo family that Grandpa was seriously ill.

He rushed back, was grabbed to change his clothes, and was thrown in.

can't marry, otherwise, what should Yao Rong do?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Song looked around the new house, looked at the window, he pushed hard, and the window actually opened.

He didn't even think about it, took off his wedding clothes, rolled over and climbed out.

"Shhh Yao Rong was carried into the new room, she lay on the bed, moved, and woke up.

She reached out and touched her forehead, got up, and looked at the antique room, red candles were burning, and red silk was hanging around it, like an ancient new house.

On the table, there are melon seeds and peanuts, as well as ......

"There are still two hours to go. Someone outside said, Yao Rong could hear it clearly.

Two hours? She suddenly panicked, cave room?

Her mind was full of Zhuo Song's figure, her little hands, grasping her clothes hard, looking at the candle flame, she stood up and wanted to escape, but the door was locked.

"No, I'm going to see Zhuo Song." Yao Rong whispered.

The more critical the moment, the more I want to escape, and the previous firmness completely turns into a bubble at this moment.

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