Chapter 1: The Conspiracy Behind Marriage
Krystal International Hotel, lounge next to the banquet room.
Yan Qingyao looked at herself through the mirror, her makeup was exquisite, and the expensive snow-white wedding dress was expensive, although this was the most beautiful moment in her life, there was no shyness and happiness on her face, and her eyes were cold.
No one will be happy if they are forced to marry a stranger.
"My sister is so good-looking." Someone pushed the door in, and the voice was delicate and beautiful, like a crisp oriole, but it was not difficult to hear the schadenfreude in the speaker's words.
Looking at the slender woman at the door, Yan Qingyao snorted from her nose and put earrings on herself, "Something?" ”
"Congratulations to my sister, I want to marry the leading wealthy Shen family."
"How can you force me to marry you if it's so good?" Yan Qingyao smiled mockingly, "Do people like you like to do anything to build an archway?" ”
"You're ......!" The woman who was scolded xx gritted her teeth, her eyes rolled and she was angry, and waved her hand, "Forget it, today is your big day, I don't remember the villain, wait for you to be obedient to me, otherwise you will know the consequences." ”
After a pause, she added, "You don't want your mother to die like this, do you?" ”
Yan Qingyao got up suddenly, grabbed the bouquet in her hand and smashed it into her face, "You'd better shut up, otherwise what will hit your face will be hot water." ”
"Slut! How dare you hit me with something? Do you think you are really the daughter of the Yan family? You little bastard! ”
The woman's smashed hair was messy, she jumped to her feet angrily, and her mouth was swearing.
This time, Yan Qingyao was still not polite, stepped forward and slapped her face twice, and then shook her hand, "You may not have a good brain, or do you think I'm afraid of you?" ”
Looking coldly at the woman who covered her face in disbelief, Yan Qingyao squinted her eyes and said, "It's you who are most afraid of something happening today, don't make me unhappy, otherwise you'll be the one who will cry later, and." ”
As she spoke, Yan Qingyao pointed to the bouquet on the ground, "There is no bouquet of flowers for the wedding ceremony, bring me another bouquet, and you will send it in person." ”
The woman's body trembled, she originally wanted to threaten Yan Qingyao again, but she was afraid that she would really break the jar, so she had to bite her lip, and ran out with her face covered with red eyes.
Yan Qingyao sat back and continued to clean up with a cold face.
She was originally the eldest lady of the Yan family, but when her grandfather went bankrupt seven years ago, she knew that her mother already had her when she married her father, she was not the daughter of Yan's father, no wonder he always looked at her with complicated and disgusted eyes, she and her mother were kicked out of the Yan family, and their names were removed, and then they quickly took back their own daughter and mistress, this biological daughter was born in the second year of marrying Yan Qingyao's mother.
"Yan Qingyao, isn't it just getting married, it's not a big deal." Yan Qingyao encouraged herself, as long as she could keep her mother alive, she could do anything, even if she married a stranger, even if she knew that this marriage was toxic.
If it was really full of flowers, how could Yan Qiongyu force her to marry instead? The fool also knows that this marriage is beautiful on the surface, but there must be a trap for people to die inside.
But.
She's not stupid.
Soon, Yan Qiongyu came back, she was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, looking at Yan Qingyao with resentful eyes, the slap print on her cheek was clearly visible, "Yan Qingyao, you wait for me." ”
"Sister, be careful, I'm cowardly, if you scare me out when you speak, no one will marry you to the Shen family today." Yan Qingyao looked at Yan Qiongyu for a long time, hooked her lips and smiled mockingly, took the bouquet and walked out.
She won't not get married, but she won't let go of Yan Qiongyu, she only has one sentence in Yan Qingyao's dictionary.
If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone offends me, I will pay it back twice.
Facing the wedding march and the dazzling magnesium lights, Yan Qingyao walked to the home field step by step by herself, but there was no groom or the bride's father.
Yan Qingyao still held her head high.
To be honest, she still doesn't know what the specific conspiracy is behind this case, and she doesn't know how Yan Qiongyu's father and daughter got the young master of the Shen family to agree to marry his bride instead, and he has heard of that man.
The only heir of the Shen family, but he is an illegitimate child, handsome and difficult to get along with, and it is said that he has never had a female companion by his side, which once made people think that he was a homosexual.
Such a person, why did Yan Qiongyu's father and daughter do whatever they wanted?
"Strange, why haven't you seen the groom yet?"
"That's right, it's been so long, the bride has been waiting for so long, but this bride is very beautiful."
"Don't you want to get married, do you? I heard that he originally wanted to marry the sister of the current bride, but suddenly he was replaced, and I think her sister is better looking than her. ”
"Poor ......"
Listening to the low discussion around her, Yan Qingyao didn't care or care, and she didn't really want to get married.
Even if she is alone and does not have a groom officer, she will let the wedding continue.
Thinking of this, Yan Qingyao felt that there was no point in waiting any longer, so she opened her legs and prepared to walk forward by herself.
At this moment, a steady footstep suddenly approached behind her, and her wrist was grabbed by a warm hand.
Before Yan Qingyao could react, she was pulled around and staggered into a warm chest, and the pleasant woody fragrance instantly filled her nose.
In a moment of dizziness, she looked up and saw a handsome face, eyes so deep and sharp that they seemed to see through her.
The long narrow eyes, the bridge of the nose that stopped, the shallow and tightly pursed lips, what are the starry eyes and sword eyebrows, Zhilan Yushu, Yan Qingyao can be regarded as knowledgeable today, and the whole person stood there, not moving, but attracted everyone's attention.
This person is her future husband?
Although I have known that he is very handsome, but this is too handsome, fortunately, his aristocratic temperament is cold and compelling, otherwise I don't know how many women would have thrown themselves into their arms on the spot.
"You're drooling." The man's voice was low.