When Sanjay leaves his bride behind and returns to Chennai, Diwa and Yamuna are having a breakup. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The reason may be that because the identity of the seventh brother's undercover agent was exposed, Diva couldn't accept Yamuna as the seventh brother's sister.

After completing the annexation of the Nanda family, Sanjay's ban has basically been lifted, and he no longer needs to write a compendium of smuggling methods.

Although the method was rough this time, and domestic politicians and several other overseas super-rich people were alert, for the royal family with only two men left, the appropriate use of violence could save the last bloodline.

The king had already suppressed the death of the eldest prince, who was only seriously ill in bed and unable to attend social occasions until the third member of the royal family was born.

A new era is coming, and politicians have begun to be busy fighting for the death of the royal family, and the new international situation and power structure have begun to a certain degree of infighting.

The rain was pouring down, and Sanjay was looking at Yamuna not far away from the flyover. She tugged at Diva's collar and said indignantly, "Why should I lie to you? Do I ride your motorcycle every day? Did I have a flying kiss to confuse you? “

With a triumphant smile, Sanjay stood in the crowd with his arms crossed, waiting to receive Yamuna, who had completely lost her love.

But she didn't expect that Yamuna would suddenly and tenderly fiddle with the button of Diva's collar. While the questioning continues, the situation has taken a turn for the worse.

"How can you say that about me? I couldn't sleep at night, I came to wonder if what you said was true. Now I realize that it was me, not you, who was deceived. Why? Yamuna was about to burst into tears, but Diwa didn't believe them.

Annoyedly, he pulled away Yamuna's hand and said impatiently, "Come on, don't touch me, don't stand in my way." With these words, Yamuna turned away in despair, and Sanjay quickened her pace to meet the crying beauty, and Diva reached out and grabbed one of Yamuna's hands.

Yamuna cried and said, "Hey, let go of me. “

"What are you doing? What's the matter with you? A policewoman happened to pass by, and she was one step ahead of Sanjay to stop Diva's waves.

As a smuggler, Diva naturally lowered his voice when he saw the police uniform, and justified his actions: "Now, officer, I know her." “

The policewoman took Diva for a rapist, after all, her dark skin detracted Diva a lot. She looked at Yamuna and asked, "Do you know him?" “

Glancing back at Diva, Yamuna said sadly, "Well, until yesterday. “

The policewoman stopped Diva's steps, and Sanjay happened to be walking up the stairs from the bottom as Yamuna cried and walked up the stairs down the bridge.

"Huh! What happened to Yamuna? "The warm-hearted friend Sanjay turned into a warm stove and provided a comfortable haven for Yamuna who was drenched all over.

Holding Yamuna for the first time, Sanjay's heart beat uncontrollably. This feeling, which had only been experienced by Sonam's side, reminded Sanjay of the princess who was alone at Sivaji University, training seven by twenty-four hours by dozens of experts.

Before he knew it, Sanjay hadn't seen Sonam for more than half a year, and even the last call seemed to be half a year ago.

Looking down at Yamuna who was crying in his arms, Sanjay saw Sonam's smile in a trance.

He muttered, "It's time to go home." Such nonsense, Sanjay's body faithfully sent Yamuna into his black car.

In the co-pilot's seat, Yamuna finally returned to reality from the world of grief due to the environmental impact in front of her that did not fit her family's situation. She nervously glanced inside the car, until she saw Sanjay, who was focused on driving, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and faded her frightened expression.

"Sanjay, why am I in your car?"

Such a confused question made Sanjay laugh self-deprecatingly.

After a short laugh, Sanjay turned to look at Yamuna and said, "Just now on the stairs of the overpass, a gentleman met a lady who had lost her soul, and out of the friendship of a friend and the ethics of a knight, I could not stand the eyes of the people around me, so I could only carry you away from that sad place." “

Yamuna slowly remembered her previous actions at Sanjay's prompting.

It was indeed Yamuna who took the initiative to throw herself into Sanjay's arms, and her cry seemed to indeed attract a lot of strange eyes for Sanjay.

Thinking of the feeling at that moment, Yamuna also remembered the little bits and pieces he had done for himself after getting acquainted with Sanjay, and remembered the hints of her father at the dinner table that day. Thinking that maybe Sanjay was her own destination, Yamuna looked at the driver Sanjay's eyes differently.

The heavy rain continued, but before he knew it, Sanjay had stopped the car, Yamuna looked at the unfamiliar environment outside, looked at Sanjay in surprise and asked, "Where is this?" Didn't you send me home? “

After pulling out the key, Sanjay shrugged at Yamuna and said, "Dear lady, if I go back to that neighborhood with you soaked with your clothes, I'm afraid you won't be able to marry me tomorrow." “

Yamuna's expression, along with the associations triggered by this sentence, changed in a complex and rapid manner. The frightened girl, faintly from the reflection of the car window, saw her almost see-through clothes, and saw the shape of her own cape.

While Yamuna was still cleaning up her image, Sanjay had already opened the passenger driver's door from the outside with an umbrella.

With one hand on his chest and half bowing his upper body, Sanjay said elegantly in Telugu: "Lady Yamuna, I wonder if there is an honor in inviting you to take shelter from the rain in the cold house?" “

Yamuna subconsciously stepped out of the car, standing under the old black iron-headed umbrella, and she saw the yellow house in front of the car.

Sanjay's newly renovated house was originally an old-fashioned house built in the twenties of the last century, with two floors and a flat rooftop, and a square patio to open up the view behind the gate.

Sanjay closed the car door, grabbed Yamuna's hand and trotted down the door. As he ran, he said: "The wind is blowing for a while, you will definitely catch a cold, what do you have to ask, wait for you to change into dry clothes after taking a shower, and I will tell you whatever you want to ask at that time." “

"Take a bath! Who said he was going to take a bath at your house, you scoundrel let me go home. Yamuna's image of the showy young man created by Diva for Sanjay seems to be deeply ingrained.

With his extraordinary brute strength, he was obviously a good person, but Sanjay could only drag the crying girl into the warm room like a human trafficker. Fortunately, the heavy rain drowned out Yamuna's shouts, and the residents around the house hid in their homes, hiding behind closed wooden windows and waiting for the rainbow to come.

An hour later, Yamuna was awkwardly seated in the brightly lit living room, with six pastries and a steaming cup of milk coffee on the table in front of her seat.

The two maids stood in the corner, not pointing at Yamuna and whispering and laughing. Yamuna had already begun, embarrassed and ashamed of her previous self-inflicted amorousness. The maid's laughter, each time it reached her ears, would once again exacerbate her uneasiness.

If it weren't for the pouring rain outside, if it weren't for the expensive new clothes she was wearing now, and if it weren't for the education she received to remind her to thank Sanjay, this proud girl who grew up in a neighborhood of gangsters, secret prostitutes, drug dealers, and coolies would have run back to her small home next door to secret prostitutes for her own self-esteem, right?

Sanjay, who was dressed in a nightgown, did not shy away from it, wiping his short wet hair, and walked into the living room. The moment their eyes met, Sanjay asked flatly, "Huh?" Milk coffee and pastries don't match your taste? I'm really sorry, because I've only been back for a short time, and my family may have prepared some inappropriate defective products, so I'm really sorry. “

The two maids who whispered, realizing the difference in Yamuna from Sanjay's words, thought that they dared to make fun of the lady who might become the master of the place in the future, and one of the maids collapsed on the ground in despair.

A series of sounds not only attracted Yamuna's attention, but also made Sanjay, who was brewing a love story, very annoyed. The maid who wanted to intercede was silently taken away by another maid under Sanjay's glaring gaze.

"What's wrong with her?" Vaguely guessing something, Yamuna tentatively asked Sanjay, who had just sat down, to confirm.

Sanjay picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed the food slowly without waiting for it to chew, and muttered, "She may have been greedy for the money to buy desserts, and she was afraid of being punished and frightened, right?" After swallowing the food in his mouth, Sanjay embarrassed himself and said, "I'm really sorry, these foods are the same as I usually eat, I didn't expect to wronged others." Yamuna you can taste it, maybe it doesn't taste as bad as you think. “

Looking at Yamuna who was motionless, Sanjay suddenly slapped his hand on his head and said in surprise: "Yamuna, you don't think I'm drugged on food and drink!" Anyway, I'm still a customs officer, so how can you doubt me like that? I'm not the smuggler in Diva. “

As if to prove herself, Yamuna said, "Don't mention that person to me, I just haven't seen such beautiful food." “

After saying that, Yamuna had already eaten a piece of fried pastry that was different from Sanjay's choice. Because I was in too much of a hurry, I drank a few sips of milk coffee and smoothed my esophagus.

After the misunderstanding is resolved, Sanjay and Yamuna begin to criticize the annoying Diwa in the comfort of their living room, which is maintained by a stove and air conditioner.

Diva's smuggling of goods, and even drug smuggling, reached Yamuna's ears intentionally or unintentionally during the process of Sanjay Ying and Yamuna.

After being completely disappointed in Diva, Yamuna did like a life of abundance.

From that day on, Sanjay and Yamuna were paired up, not only on the streets of Chennai, but also in various shopping malls.

As the relationship heats up, Yamuna has taken the initiative to suggest that Sanjay go to her father to propose marriage.

When the couple was about to achieve a happy conclusion, Yamuna's brother participated in the smuggling of No. 4 for the sake of his sister's dowry and a good life, and unfortunately died abroad.

Coincidentally, Diwa happened to appear at the scene of the death of the seventh brother.

A few days earlier, Yamuna had heard from Sanjana that Diwa had smuggled drugs, and the death of the seventh brother was also counted on Diwa's head.

When the prodigal son of Diva turned around and wanted to be a good man. All the local gang members, including Diwa, who were involved in the death of the Seventh Brother, were either imprisoned or became a wisp of grievances.