C1 Destroying the Engagement Banquet

"Stop it, there are a lot of people here!" Ling Xiaoxiao pushed Zhao Ziming away coquettishly.

"What are you afraid of? You are now my fiancée. " Zhao Ziming's eyes almost fell out of his head. How could he let such a beauty go so easily?

"But I am shy!" Ling Xiaoxiao used the red wine in her hand to block Zhao Ziming's thick lips, and continued to say coquettishly, "Go to the dressing room on the second floor and wait for me. "

As she spoke, she put a key in Zhao Ziming's hand.

"When the time comes, you are not allowed to run anymore!" Zhao Ziming drank the red wine that Ling Xiaoxiao handed over while laughing.

The lewd light in the pair of green bean eyes became brighter and brighter, and his face also became slightly red.

Seeing Zhao Ziming finish the red wine that she had prepared beforehand, Ling Xiaoxiao wanted to reject him, but she still smiled and pushed Zhao Ziming out of the room.

Zhao Ziming looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's face and told Ling Xiaoxiao to come over quickly, so he rushed over first.

Ling Xiaoxiao watched Zhao Ziming leave. Her charming face suddenly turned cold, and a cold light appeared in her amber eyes.

Today was the second time she saw Zhao Ziming, but it was already their engagement banquet.

Her good stepmother, Zhang Jialan wanted to sell her to a useless rich second-generation pig. As her daughter, how could she not repay her love?

Ling Xiaoxiao stepped on her seven-inch high heels and arrogantly walked towards the crowd. She accidentally tripped over the wrinkles on the carpet and the red wine in her hand flew in an extremely beautiful arc onto Ling Yuwei's white dress.

"Ling Xiaoxiao. . . " Ling Yuwei gritted her teeth but because of the surrounding guests, she did not dare to reveal her true nature.

Ling Xiaoxiao indifferently spread out her hands and somewhat arrogantly threw the wine cup in her hand onto the carpet. She slightly raised her eyebrows and sized Ling Yuwei up and down before ridiculing.

"Yo! Sorry! I've made someone a loser! "

"You. . . " Ling Yuwei was so angry that her eyes turned red.

Ling Xiaoxiao did not want to pull her anymore. She turned around and left Ling Yuwei with an arrogant back view.

"Alright, alright. It's not like you don't know what kind of person she is. Why should you lower yourself to her level? You should quickly go and change into a set of clothes first!" Some people around kindly consoled her.

A pleased expression flashed across Ling Yuwei's reddened eyes. She turned around and continued to restrain herself, looking like a miserable punching bag.

After being comforted by others for a while, she ran to the second floor to change her clothes with a bitter face.

Yee Qingmo, who had been sitting in the corner, witnessed everything that had happened. His usually pale and elegant face couldn't help but reveal a playful smile.

It seemed like a good show was about to begin!

It was rare for him to follow from the side out of curiosity.

On the other side, Ling Yuwei did not have much to worry about because she entered her personal locker room. Once she entered, she impatiently prepared to take off her clothes that had been stained.

"My dear, you're finally here. I can't wait any longer. " Zhao Ziming had just taken off his clothes. When he saw someone come in, he couldn't wait to rush over.

"Ah! Why are you here? Get lost!" When Ling Yuwei saw Zhao Ziming, she screamed and pushed Zhao Ziming as she put on her clothes.

Zhao Ziming was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the person who came was actually Ling Yuwei. Just as he wanted to explain, his panicky gaze fell on Ling Yuwei. . .

Ling Yuwei wanted to stop him, but her originally thin and weak figure could not match Zhao Ziming's fat body at all. It could be said that she was in an extremely sorry state.

At this moment, Yee Qingmo, who was watching from the dark, saw Ling Xiaoxiao running out from the next door of the locker room. She acted like she heard Ling Yuwei's shout and rushed over in a hurry. She kicked the door of the locker room open, grabbed the rack beside the door, and threw it at Zhao Ziming.

"You damn pervert, watch me beat you to death. " Ling Xiaoxiao shouted.

Zhao Ziming felt pain all over his body. He turned around and saw Ling Xiaoxiao's angry look, and then he saw Ling Yuwei's miserable appearance under him. He suddenly quivered and finally woke up.

"No. . . Xiaoxiao, listen to me. . . " Just as he was about to explain and think of a way to cover it up, Ling Xiaoxiao fiercely slapped the clothes rack on Zhao Ziming's body again.

She didn't seem to listen to the explanation at all.

Zhao Ziming could only hold his head and run away, but was soon forced out of the house by Ling Xiaoxiao.

The only thing left was the fat on his pants, which was particularly eye-catching in the bright and beautiful crowd. Ling Xiaoxiao was still chasing closely behind him.

"Shameless hooligan, I told you to molest Yuwei. I told you to drag Yuwei's skirt. I told you to kiss Yuwei forcefully. . . I will beat you to death, let's see if you still dare. . . " Ling Xiaoxiao shouted at the top of her voice. For a moment, the people downstairs who were watching the show all knew about Zhao Ziming molest Ling Yuwei.

Ling Yuwei, who was upstairs, was wrapped in a tattered dress and shaking with righteousness. A large group of reporters suddenly rushed over and began to take pictures of her crazily.

"Second Miss Ling, may I ask what happened? Have you been molested?"

"Second Miss Ling, please explain. Why are you and First Miss Ling's fiancé in the changing room dressed in untidy clothes?"

"I heard that Second Miss Ling and Zhao Ziming have been classmates since they were young. It can be said that they are childhood sweethearts. Can't you help yourself?"

. . .

The reporters kept asking questions. Ling Yuwei could not bear to throw out all the reporters who disturbed people. But at this moment, in order to maintain her usual image of a lady, she could only bite her lips and shed tears, pretending to be an innocent, frightened girl.

Two lines of clear tears hung on her fair little face. Her pair of clear big eyes were filled with fear. Coupled with her willowy figure, it really made people feel pity for her when they saw her. It made people feel pity for her.

But just as Ling Yuwei wanted to use her pitiful image to clarify that she was innocent, Ling Xiaoxiao held up the clothes rack and rushed into the house in anger.

"Ling Yuwei, what do you mean?" Ling Xiaoxiao pushed aside the scattered reporters and grabbed Ling Yuwei's collar and asked fiercely.

Ling Yuwei wanted to refute Ling Xiaoxiao a few words, "Rip. . . " But the sound of clothing being torn instantly entered everyone's ears.

It turned out that Ling Xiaoxiao grabbed Ling Yuwei's collar and suddenly broke it.