Chapter 433: Pain

The Su family is still very lively today, and dozens of relatives and friends have come, so Su Maofeng specially set a few tables in the hotel to entertain everyone.

Qiao Yu took Lu Qingqing to sit in an inconspicuous corner, and handed it over to his parents when he came out.

Originally, he didn't want to come, but after thinking about it, Su Ruoyun's parents were still very good, and in order to repay their kindness, they did not hesitate to marry their beloved daughter to him, the rumored wife, which is not something ordinary people can do.

It's easy to say, if something really happens to my daughter, it's also a meat cut!

Out of the friendship between the two families, coupled with Kong Ying's warm invitation yesterday, Qiao Yu came here.

Come on, come on, he's not going to go over and say anything, there's no need for that. This time it is also out of many considerations, Su Ruoyun entered the hospital before, and almost everyone present today knows that he came, which can also reduce some speculation among those people.

Lu Qingqing thought more simply, Su Ruoyun was engaged, and she also went to her heart, it is estimated that this Yang Haoran is the master who can control Su Ruoyun, this big devil is in charge, it's great.

She just came over to show her face and grab a bite to eat.

They don't come out, and Yang Haoran is also happy. After the last meeting, Yang Haoran was still very stunned about Qiao Yu.

These two people are people who do not agree with each other, but they can't beat them on their own side. Now it's just right, don't provoke anyone.

Turning his head and seeing Su Ruoyun beside him with a bitter face, Yang Haoran had a smile on his face, leaned over and whispered, "Today is a good day, who are you showing with your face drooping?" If you're not happy, you can regret it. ”

Su Ruoyun was extremely aggrieved, wanted to cry, and cared about him, so she had to force herself to show a smile, "Is this okay?" ”

"Well, remember to keep it, don't give me all those useless things, or I'll let your family see the newspaper tomorrow!"

Yang Haoran's threat is very useful. Su Ruoyun had no choice but to cooperate.

As soon as she turned her head, she inadvertently saw Qiao Yu in the corner, he was so outstanding, it was hard not to notice.

At this moment, Qiao Yu was talking to Lu Qingqing about something, the two looked intimate, Qiao Yu gave Lu Qingqing some dishes, and Lu Qingqing also replied once.

The more they love each other, the more aggrieved Su Ruoyun feels in her heart, why! Where did this Lu Qingqing come out! I've never heard of it in my life!

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have ended up like this. Why isn't she dead yet? Oh, by the way, Qiao Yuke's wife, that's a superstitious rumor that everyone believes, but it's actually unscientific.

It seems that Lu Qingqing will not be killed, and he will have no chance. In the next few decades, will she live with this beast-faced man next to her?

Su Ruoyun looked at her parents again, did they know what kind of person they married their daughter? That Yang Haoran looks normal and has a serious job, but he is not a person in his bones!

Thinking about the days when he was beaten and scolded, suffered hardships and crimes, and was almost sold, Su Ruoyun was in pain.

She remembered how she had been bullied, how she had been deceived, and the child she hadn't had time to meet......

No, even if she died, she couldn't be with this man. If you want to die, you have to pull one on your back!

"Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? It's not right to look at your face, isn't it uncomfortable? ”

Su Ruoyun came back to her senses and saw Kong Ying in front of her, and when she looked at it again, Yang Haoran went to another place to entertain guests.

"Mom, I'm fine."

"It's okay, you and Yang Haoran can be regarded as lovers and eventually become married, and we will be relieved in the future, okay, ah?"

"Hmm." Su Ruoyun agreed softly, but she was actually very bitter in her heart.

Dad, Mom, do you know that you pushed your daughter to the devil with your own hands?