C2 I Came Here to Ruin the Wedding
It's over!
Qi Luoge was so weak that she was almost unable to stand steadily. She took in large gulps of air, wanting to recover her strength as soon as possible.
"Are you satisfied?" He whispered in her ear.
"I should ask you this. Only you are qualified to be satisfied. I am not." Qi Luoge said coldly. She turned around and looked at him coldly. There was a large patch of wine stain on his shirt. It was red. It seemed that he deliberately spilled the cup of wine on his body and made an excuse to change his clothes before coming to the bathroom.
Qiao Yushi straightened his clothes and curled the corner of his mouth.
"Not bad. It's good that you know."
"Can we end this?" She did not want to continue being entangled with him. The gratitude she had for him in the past had vanished the moment he entered despite her wishes. Instead, it was replaced by sorrow and hatred.
"Ninety-two more days."
He remembered clearly that the date had arrived precisely, not the year and month.
"Now, continue to attend my wedding."
After he finished, he opened the bathroom door and went out.
Qi Luoge squatted down weakly and rested for a while before she had the strength to stand up again. She tidied up her appearance and returned to the hotel lobby.
After she sat down again, she looked forward. Qiao Yushi had already returned. He changed his shirt again and continued to drink the cup of wine.
"Hi, beauty, let's get to know each other. My name is Qiao Yuhuan. How about you?" It was unknown when the Third Young Master of Qiao family, Qiao Yushi's younger brother, had sat next to her and started a conversation with her.
This Qiao Yuhuan was a famous playboy. It was said that he didn't even let go of a beautiful female Chihuahua.
"Shh!" Qi Luoge made a gesture of silence and pointed forward.
"You are willing to marry Cheng Feixue..."
"Qiao Yushi! You heartless man, come out!" A woman's voice came from outside the hotel and interrupted the priest.
Qi Luoge's heart, which had been tightly clenched, suddenly became clear. The person Brother Xiaoyong arranged for her had finally arrived. Qiao Yushi, although I can't say these things, others can.
Everyone's eyes turned to Qiao Yushi in unison. In an instant, the entire hall was completely silent. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.
"I'm sorry. We can't stop that woman. She is pregnant. We are afraid of hurting her." The security captain ran into the hall, sweating profusely, and reported to Qiao Yushi.
"Let her in!" Qiao Yushi said calmly.
"Hua!" A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. The scene was completely thrown into chaos.
People began to whisper to each other. This gentle and gentle man was originally a fickle person.
The elders' faces didn't look good either. It was just that they didn't know what to say in order to protect their face.
A big-bellied woman entered the hall under the escort of two security guards. She pointed at Qiao Yushi's nose and scolded angrily, "Qiao Yushi, didn't you say that I have your child to marry me? Now that you have abandoned me to marry someone else, are you not afraid of one or two lives? If you don't stop the wedding immediately, I will die in front of you!"
Qiao Yushi had never seen this woman before. He had always been clean. When the woman's clamoring came from outside, he knew that someone was causing trouble.
The words of the pregnant woman were lethal. There were whispers everywhere. People were denouncing this modern version of Chen Shimei.
Qiao Yushi's eyes swept across the pregnant woman's face. He glanced at the guests and stopped on Qi Luoge for a second or two.
Qi Luoge's hand unconsciously held the cup. She thought that he probably did not guess that it was me who did it.
His lack of response and his indifferent attitude caused the crowd to quieten down again.
Cheng Feixue, who was beside her, always looked calm and composed. She still smiled faintly. Her posture was elegant, as if the person who appeared was not her love rival.
"What's your name?" Qiao Yushi asked the pregnant woman.
"Are you not going to recognize me?" the woman asked. "Are you going to pretend you don't know my name?" Qiao Yushi asked. I'm Yanyan!"
"Yanyan..." Qiao Yushi muttered these two words to himself. No one could understand what he meant.
"How long have I been with you?" He asked again.
"Two years." She had prepared these lines long ago and answered them very smoothly.
"Looks like we're very familiar with each other?"
"Of course. We even have children. How can we not be familiar with each other?"
"Very familiar! Then tell everyone present that I have a birthmark the size of a coin. It is on the left forearm or the right forearm."
"This..." There is no such thing as this line. How was she supposed to make it up? Qiao Yushi's every question made her feel extremely pressured. If it wasn't for the generous reward, she would have wanted to run away.
Yanyan found that her head was sweating. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words, "Right hand!"
Qiao Yushi reached out his left hand and unbuttoned his shirt and right arm. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and showed them to all the guests.
"Everyone, please take a look. Do I have a birthmark on my right arm?"
"I... I remember wrong. It's... it's my left arm." Yanyan already understood Qiao Yushi's intention. She could not smash it like this. She quickly added another sentence.
"Are you sure this time?"
"Yes!" Yanyan nodded affirmatively, so Qiao Yushi unbuttoned his left arm and showed it again.
Yanyan's face turned purple. She didn't know how to lie anymore.
"I believe everyone here is smarter than me. I knew this woman was here to ruin my wedding. Such an interlude occurred. "I apologize for the interruption. Of course, I have to apologize to my wife, Cheng Feixue. Xue Er, please believe me. I am loyal to you. No matter who it is, Don't even think about ruining our perfect marriage, 'cause it's destiny for you and me, Let us stay together forever. " His passionate confession was exchanged for a warm hug from the bride.
In between the hugs, Qi Luoge felt his gaze turn towards her again, carrying a wave of anger that no one else could detect.