"Pastoral steward, this kid threatens to be Miss's fiancé." The security guard pointed to Wu Lan and said truthfully in a low voice.

The short-haired woman known as the pastoral steward first looked at the security guard who fell to the ground and wailed, and then looked at Wu Lan with her hands in her pockets with a little suspicion.

"Who are you?"

"In Xia Wulan, from Maoshan." Wu Lan took out the marriage book and handed it to the short-haired woman, "Before going down the mountain, my master told me that there was a marriage contract with Song Lingyun. ”

The short-haired woman glanced at the marriage book, then whispered into the walkie-talkie on her chest.

She can't make up her own mind, so she can only leave it to Miss to deal with herself.

After a while, after hearing the short-haired woman say "understand", she motioned for Wu Lan to come in.

"Thank you!" After Wu Lan thanked him, he paced into the door.

The short-haired woman glanced at the two security guards and said lightly: "You have been fired from the finance department for medical expenses and three months' salary." ”

Walking into the villa and looking at the magnificent decoration in front of him, Wu Lan couldn't help but sigh.

I have lived in a thatched hut for 20 years, and compared to this, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud.

"You are Wu Lan?"

Just as Wu Lan sighed, a cold female voice with a little contempt came from behind her.

Wu Lan turned around and saw a beautiful woman in a bathrobe standing in front of her.

The woman looked no more than twenty years old, her facial features were delicate and almost perfect, and her fair skin seemed to be broken by a blow.

"If there is no second one named Wu Lan, it should be me." Wu Lan first looked at the beautiful woman in front of her and asked. "You are Song Lingyun?"

The woman sneered and didn't reply, and then under the gaze of Wu Lan, her graceful body collapsed on the sofa.

Wu Lan was silent, just quietly looking at the beautiful fiancée in front of her.

Immediately after, the short-haired woman walked in slowly, and said respectfully to the woman on the sofa: "Miss, this is the ......"

She wanted to talk about her fiancé, but the words came to her lips and swallowed them again.

The woman lifted Erlang's legs, and the jade feet that countless men coveted shook slightly, and her face was slightly gloomy: "My parents just informed me yesterday that I didn't know that they actually prepared a marriage contract for me on their own, and I don't understand why they insist on letting me marry a hillbilly like you." ”

If that kind of political marriage can be said to be more or less in the past, but what is the matter with the other party, a person who came out of the mountains?

Yokel?

Hearing this, the short-haired woman couldn't help but glance at Wu Lan more.

Wu Lan shrugged her shoulders and was silent.

"Miss Ben is the daughter of the dignified Tianling Group, you are not enough for a line on Miss Ben's clothes, what qualifications do you have for me to marry her?!"

Saying that, Song Lingyun said very domineeringly: "Sign a divorce agreement with me, and I can give you 300,000, 300,000 yuan afterwards, have you earned all this money in your life!" ”

In Song Lingyun's eyes, people who come out of the mountains are no different from beggars!

Wu Lan smiled bitterly, as if he wanted to marry her, although he was really moved when he saw Song Lingyun's alluring face.

And it's only five million, and the things that his three senior sisters bring back every year are worth tens of millions.

Wu Lan really doesn't look down on this little money.

But he had to marry this eldest lady no matter what, after all, he was instructed by his master, otherwise he would definitely be driven back to the mountains.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, this marriage contract was decided between my master and your parents, and I can't control it."

Song Lingyun laughed angrily when she heard this, thinking that this kid toasted and didn't eat and drink.

A mere mountain man is also worthy of marrying her, what a joke!

"Believe it or not, I killed you!"

"I don't believe it, and even if I did, I'm afraid you wouldn't have the ability." Wu Lan shrugged her shoulders and said truthfully.

Song Lingyundai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at the short-haired woman on the side.

The short-haired woman suddenly understood, she took out a black dagger attached to gold wire from her inner pocket and looked at Wu Lan.

"Mu Zhi was born as a mercenary, and there were many people who pursued me, but they eventually fell at her feet." Song Lingyun chuckled.

Wu Lan was calm when she saw this, and did not show any fear at all.

The scene fell into a delicate atmosphere of saber rattling for a while, and Song Lingyun stared at Wu Lan who was calm and calm.

Just as Mu Zhi was on the offensive, Song Lingyun waved her hand in time to stop her, and the former had no choice but to put away the dagger with his backhand, but he still looked at Wu Lan with fierce eyes.

She got up and came to Wu Lan, raised her head and stared into Wu Lan's eyes, and sneered: "You are quite courageous!" ”

She just planned to scare Wu Lan and make him retreat, after all, it was the marriage proposed by his parents, but who knew that he didn't accept this set at all.

Mu Zhi on the side was shocked to see that the two were almost close together, she had never seen the young lady so close to a person of the opposite sex.

"Thank you, Miss Song, for the compliment." Wu Lan smiled lightly, noncommittal to her words.

"But there's no way I'm going to agree to marry you!"

"Sign a divorce agreement with me, otherwise, you will really see blood this time!"

Song Lingyun's gaze gradually became cold, and her tone became lower.

As the so-called twisted melon is not sweet, looking at Song Lingyun's coldness of refusal, Wu Lan sighed and was about to agree, but unexpectedly, the doorbell of the villa suddenly rang, only to hear a shout outside.