"We're married, what do you think I want?" He sneered, Huo Di stretched out his arms and rolled her into his arms, turned around and smiled elegantly at the guests behind him, "Let everyone see the joke today, it's all because my wife is too attractive and has too many suitors, so she caused such trouble, let's go first, everyone can play at will, don't worry about the cost!" ”

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the church directly with Zhao Qishan in his arms.

Zhao Qishan's heart was already dead, and she also knew that she couldn't fight this ruthless man, so she could only resign herself to letting him stuff her into the luxury car and watch the driver start the engine.

The car drove directly to the villa, and Murong Yan got out of the car first and carried her into the door.

When the servant saw them returning, he immediately bowed down and greeted them, "Sir, ma'am." ”

"Prepare hot water and wait for my wife to take a bath." He commanded lightly.

"Yes."

Murong Yan directly threw Zhao Zhenshan on the bed, and reached out to tear the wedding dress on her body.

Zhao Qishan was shocked and glared at him angrily, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Hah!" Murong Yan glanced at her with an awe-inspiring expression, "What do you say I want to do, Mrs. Murong!" ”

Zhao Zhenshan shook his fist and beat him, "Murong Yan, you said you didn't want me, and now you don't let me go, what do you want?" ”

Murong Yan snorted disdainfully, "I just said that as long as he is willing to want you, I will let you go, but now that he doesn't want you, I will treat it as charity and forgive you again!" ”

Zhao Zhenshan couldn't believe that such words would come out of Murong Yan's mouth, she shook her head bitterly, "You were the one who let me go from beginning to end, why are you talking about me like this now?" ”

Do charity?

Was she just an object in his eyes? Feel free to give it to others!?

Murong Yan snorted coldly, looking a little impatient, "You forced me to do this!" You woman just don't know what to do! ”

As he spoke, he went around her back and unzipped his wedding dress, staring at her with bloodshot eyes.

At this moment, Murong Yan only made Zhao Zhenshan feel scared, she increased the strength of her fist and beat him hard, "Murong Yan, this is what you said about loving me?" You say you love me, but you push me to other men again and again, I am a human being, not an object, not something you can push at will, I will never believe you again, you let me go!! ”

"I'm telling you, my patience has been worn out!! If you dare to mention that bastard again, I'll make him unable to turn over immediately!! ”

The corners of his mouth curled with a wicked curvature, and he raised his hand to turn on the wall lamp, and neatly faded the wedding dress on her body to her chest.

Zhao Zhenshan was breathing rapidly, his eyes blinked, and as soon as he got used to the light in front of him, he saw the fire in Murong Yan's eyes.

She pushed and rubbed his body fiercely, but he didn't move, "Murong Yan, I've had enough, you like others, okay?" I'm just a humble person with no father or mother, and I don't deserve you. ”

Murong Yan sneered self-deprecatingly, his eyes were full of loneliness, "Even if you want to separate, the right is in my hands, I won't let go, you don't want to leave!" ”

When he said it, the big hand directly pulled it rudely.

"Thorn-"

With a bang, the snow-white wedding dress was directly split in two and hung on her desolately.

"Don't touch me, you go fast!!"

Zhao Qishan shouted hysterically, only feeling that he was about to lose his breath.

"What are you going to do? Hurry up and let go!! ”