Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Cruel Marriage
Zhuo Suxin yelled at him in a series of ways, she was really upset.
She knew that if she was not ruthless and decisive, Fan Zhiyuan would definitely not give up on herself.
Sure enough, after listening to her words, Fan Zhiyuan took a few steps back sharply.
He retreated so violently that he suddenly fell from the high platform, and the man fell to the ground.
Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, and although he was hit by a solid fall, he was not hurt much.
He got up, looked at Zhuo Suxin's back, looked at her slender and graceful figure, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
After a long time, he shouted loudly: "Su Xin, since you said that you have never loved me, then I wish you happiness." But trust me, no matter what happens, I'll help you. ”
After saying that, he rushed out of the city like crazy.
Zhuo Suxin's palms were already full of sweat, and his body was trembling.
She was very worried in her heart, she was afraid that Fan Zhiyuan was too excited, and what would happen if he rushed out.
But the situation on the scene no longer allowed her to think so much.
Shen Mingyun grabbed her hand, clasped it tightly with Hang Jiasheng's hand, and said loudly: "Jiasheng, don't you have any opinion of Su Xin because of this, Su Xin is so beautiful, it is reasonable that there are many wild bees and butterflies who want to chase her, the more this is the case, the more you have to treat her well, do you understand?" ”
Hang Jiasheng reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't speak, while his parents were on the side, and his face became extremely ugly.
Shame, shame.
The reason why they allowed Zhuo Suxin to marry into the Hang family, and the reason why they allowed this wedding to be held, was nothing more than for the future of their son Hang Jiasheng.
But I didn't expect that when they got married, there would be someone who came to rob the marriage, which really made their old faces all lost.
"Okay, okay, let's hurry up and hold the ceremony, the more the bride and groom go through the twists and turns, the longer they can last."
The officiant only reacted at this time, looking at the scene of the drama, he was also stunned just now.
Now I hurriedly said something gag, hoping to confuse the public and divert everyone's attention.
As soon as Hang Jiasheng looked up, he saw that Zhuo Suxin's face was full of tears.
Her eyes were as bright as water, as beautiful as a mountain spring.
The soft lines of the melon seed face, with the delicate and bright red cherry lips, as well as the beautiful and moving Yao nose, and the pretty and beautiful chin, make it more and more beautiful, charming, beautiful, sexy, and a little seductive.
Such a woman is definitely a man's dream lover, but why does she have a relationship with so many men?
Seeing that there were tears in her eyes, it could be seen that she must have cared about the boy just now, otherwise she wouldn't be so sad.
Hang Jiasheng held back the indignation in his heart, stepped forward and held her hand tightly, and pinched her flesh deeply with his fingers, pinching the back of her snow-white hand so red that it almost plucked blood.
But Zhuo Suxin didn't feel the slightest pain.
In embarrassment and confusion, they hastily and perfunctorily finished the wedding.
In the end, at the banquet, they even omitted the toasting procedure, and Zhuo Suxin was sent back to their new house.
After she was sent back, she was locked in the room, where she waited for Hang Jiasheng's arrival.
She sat on the bed alone, thinking of Fan Zhiyuan's marriage robbery, tears kept flowing down, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.
She was scared and terrified.
But the road is chosen by oneself, and since it is gone, it can only go on like this.
I don't know how long it took for her to fall asleep in bed.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a figure was seen entering.
Zhuo Suxin opened her eyes only to find that it was already dark, and she hurriedly reached out to turn on the light.
Before she could turn on the light, someone slammed her on the bed, and then a smell of alcohol came to her face.
The smell of alcohol was so strong that she almost vomited.
"What are you going to do?"
She struggled, trying to push the man who was pressing down on her.
"What do you say I'm going to do, now that you're my wife, I can do whatever I want to do to you."
The person who spoke was Hang Jiasheng, and his voice was full of resentment and injustice.
It could be seen that he had drunk a lot of wine and was greatly stimulated.
Today, Fan Zhiyuan came to rob the marriage, and he and Zhuo Suxin behaved so lingering on the entire marriage stage, and the discerning person knew at a glance that there was an ulterior relationship between the two of them.
Hang Jiasheng will definitely be talked about.
Although they didn't laugh at him on the surface, they may have secretly laughed at him for being a cuckold.
He felt furious when he thought of this, so he kept pouring a lot of wine at the banquet.
Now he was drunk, and he was helped back drunk, and came to the cave room.
Before entering the room, his mother Qu Wanting told him a thousand times, no matter what, he must remember that Zhuo Suxin is a woman with venereal diseases, and he must not have a relationship with her.
But when the door closed and he rushed in, he felt a burning rage in his heart.
For what? Why is his beautiful wife already having relationships with countless men?
They can her for anything, but he can't?
He pinched down several fingers at the same time, and stabbed her skin deeply with his nails, causing her to scream "ah" in pain, and cold sweat flowed out.
"You don't want this, you've drunk too much." Zhuo Suxin struggled and said to him.