C1 Abandoned Newlywed

In the mirror, the woman was wearing a long dress, revealing her snow-white neck and alluring collarbone. Her hair was tied up high, and a white veil was pulled down. She looked extremely elegant and dignified.

The corner of An Muran's mouth twitched. The woman in the mirror finally revealed a smile that was not too ugly.

Today, she was going to get married, but she wasn't happy at all because the person she married was not only not someone she liked, but was also a well-known playboy in the industry.

Zhou Yiann, the second young master of Zhou's consortium, although his family background was powerful, he did not learn many things. Not only was he famous as a good-for-nothing young master, but he had also spread rumors with countless women, such as Zhou Yiann's photo of the 18-year-old new model Chu Manying entering and leaving the hotel two days before An Muran and Zhou Yiann got married.

An Muran's smile, which she managed to force out with great difficulty, was once again overshadowed. If it wasn't for what happened a month ago, she wouldn't have agreed to marry Zhou Yiann even if she was beaten to death.

One month ago.

"Sofia, I'm sorry. I can't marry you." At the wedding, when An Muran, dressed in her wedding dress, approached the groom Jiang Yinxin with a smile on her face, she heard his unkind words.

Instantly, An Muran felt a bucket of cold water being poured over her head.

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. After a while, she forced out a smile and said, "Yinxin, are you joking with me? Stop it, the wedding is about to start."

"I'm not joking. I'm serious." Jiang Yinxin said word by word as he looked at the woman in front of him. Indeed, he didn't seem to be joking at all.

An Muran had been dating Jiang Yinxin for five years, so he could tell at a glance if he was lying or not.

The woman's hand fell to her side, using almost all of her strength to prevent her tears from falling.

"Yinxin, can you tell me why?" An Muran bit her lips.

The moment she asked that question, the person who answered her wasn't Jiang Yinxin, but her best friend Bai Suyi, who was congratulating her ten minutes ago.

Bai Suyi walked over with her ten centimeters tall red high heels and a mocking curve appeared on her exquisite face. "Why? An Muran, can't you see that Yinxin has already stopped loving you. If you don't look at yourself, how could a man like Yinxin fall for you? She loves me. "

'Bang! 'An Muran felt as though her head was about to explode.

Why couldn't she understand what Jiang Yinxin and Bai Suyi were saying at all?

She gave up the job her family arranged for him, fought with him all the way, and even gave all of her savings to him. For him, everything she had given him was the worst, she even gave up on the face that women loved to take care of the most, and it was with great difficulty that the two of them finally saw better, and Jiang Yinxin finally became the general manager of Anyun Group, just as he had wished. Why did he say that she no longer wanted him? And her best friend, Bai Suyi, became her boyfriend's girlfriend?

An Muran shook her head with all her might. She really couldn't accept this fact.

"No, that won't happen. You two lied to me together, right …." An Muran said as she took a few steps closer to Jiang Yinxin, reaching out her hand to grab the man's.

However, before she could even touch Jiang Yinxin's sleeve, a glass of ice-cold red wine was poured over her head with a "Hua La" sound.

Bai Suyi raised the empty cup in her hand and said with venomous ridicule on her face, "An Muran, if you still want some face, then hurry up and get out of here. From now on, don't bother Yinxin anymore."

An Muran stared blankly at her wedding dress dyed red with red wine. The bright red on her chest stung her eyes. She had spent a year accumulating enough money to buy this wedding dress, and now it was being trampled on like trash.

And the person she trampled on was her most beloved man and her best friend.

An Muran looked up and closed her eyes. After a while, she said with a trembling voice, "Good, good, good! I, An Muran, have truly been blinded. To think that I would actually know you two, you dog couple. Listen carefully, I curse you here that there won't be a good result! "

With that, An Muran turned and ran out of the auditorium like a madman.

On the main street, there was a steady stream of traffic.

The absent-minded An Muran casually got into a car and growled at the driver, "Take me wherever you want, as long as you can leave this place!"

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no reply from the driver.

An Muran was furious. She was about to roar again when she realized that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.

This car clearly did not look like an ordinary taxi. The interior was luxurious and spacious with soft and comfortable seats. It was obviously a luxurious car!

And there seemed to be a man sitting next to her.

An Muran was stunned. She must have gotten into the wrong car while being in a daze.

She stiffly turned her head to look at the people beside her. The first thing she saw was a pair of straight long legs wrapped in a pair of dark gray suit pants. Along the long legs, An Muran saw an almost perfect face.

This was a handsome man with exquisite facial features as sharp as knives. His face was fair and his curves were gentle. His entire body emitted a noble aura.

At this moment, the man was staring at An Muran with eyes as black as ink.

An Muran's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the man's face, she couldn't recover her wits for a while.

Only when the man's cold and indifferent voice rang in his ears did he say, "There are many women who throw themselves into my arms, but I've never seen anyone as bold as you."

The man's gaze landed on the woman's white wedding dress. "She's actually wearing her wedding dress."

An Muran finally came back to her senses when she heard what the man said. She pouted, a little unconvinced. "Don't talk nonsense. I-I got in the wrong car."

The man obviously didn't believe what the woman said. He crossed his arms and calmly looked at her.

To be honest, although a woman had heavy makeup on her face, her makeup didn't reveal any of her strengths. Instead, it magnified her weaknesses, making her look really ugly. However, her figure was very good, and her career line was obvious.

The man could not help but look at it a little longer.

Realizing that the man's gaze had stopped at a place that shouldn't be stopped, An Muran felt her face heat up. She immediately glared angrily at the man in front of her and growled, "You hoodlum!" After saying that, he got out of the car and ran away.

But before he could open the door, it was automatically locked.

An Muran's heart leaped as she clutched her chest in panic. "What are you trying to do?!"

"What? Are you playing a game of captivity with me?" The man's lips curled up slightly, but his eyes were ice-cold.

"Did I say it? I really got the wrong car!" An Muran rolled her eyes. 'Are all good-looking men this narcissistic?'

A slender, white hand gripped her chin tightly. The man looked at her face for a long time before saying, "How about this, your appearance fits the requirements of my family's elders. Since you're so sincere in wearing your wedding dress, I'll be merciful in marrying you."