C227 He Finally Found Her

Yin Jialu got up from the bed and lowered her head to put on her exquisite white high-heeled crystal shoes. Suddenly, a pair of black and glossy men's leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes. Yin Jialu's mind immediately became clear!

She looked up in panic. When she saw that the other party was Leng Dongru, she could not help but sigh in relief.

Leng Dongru did not understand why she suddenly became fine again when she looked like she was facing a great enemy just now.

However, there was still a warm feeling flowing in his heart.

Was she finally not prepared for him?

Yin Jialu continued to wear her shoes and got up. "Director Leng, do you know that this is against the law?"

Leng Dongru waved the room card in his hand. "I am being fair and square."

Yin Jialu frowned and looked at the room card in his hand. The room card should be with Lina!

Leng Dongru would not admit that he just 'got' it from Hsing Antai.

"Director Leng really knows how to joke." Yin Jialu's tone did not sound like she was joking, but it seemed like she was angry.

Leng Dongru curled his lips and took advantage of the time when she lowered her head and tidied her clothes to hug her from behind.

"Jialu, be serious this time. We will not joke around anymore, okay?" He would never leave her and spend the rest of his life with her...

Yin Jialu's body stiffened and her eyes revealed pain. Leng Dongru, it was all too late...

Leng Dongru saw that she did not resist and thought that she had agreed. Excited, he turned her over to face him and said with a good mood, "Jialu, come home with me!"

Yin Jialu just looked at him and did not say anything. She shook her head. "Director Leng, I think you misunderstood something. I have already submitted the divorce agreement to the court. After being separated for two years, we have reached the requirement of a single party to divorce. We... will have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Leng Dongru frowned and let go of her hand. The pressure on his body dropped drastically.

"You came back this time to embarrass me?" Leng Dongru's expression was cold, and his words were incomparably cold.

"Embarrassing you? I really don't understand why a divorce with a husband without feelings is called embarrassing?" Yin Jialu said calmly.

Suddenly, Leng Dongru pushed her against the wall. Her back was hurt because of the impact, but Yin Jialu only frowned and did not say anything.

Leng Dongru's handsome face suddenly approached and stopped close to her face. His tone was filled with horror and gloominess, "A husband without feelings?"

Yin Jialu choked her throat and firmly said, "Yes!"

Leng Dongru curled his lips and revealed a cold smile, "Very good! Then I will check if you are lying!" Finishing, Leng Dongru bent over and caught her kiss.

This writing was not very gentle, it was only the 'check' in his words. As if it was really a check, he carefully chewed on every single lip line. He searched every corner so that she could not hide anything from him.

His large hand grabbed onto her slender waist. He was a little angry that she was wearing a dress that he couldn't take care of, so he shifted it to her back to zip the zipper.

Yin Jialu felt the danger!

This signal told her that Leng Dongru was going to do something out of line.

Yin Jialu stretched out her hand, wanting to push him away from her, but the difference was too great.

Leng Dongru finally stopped kissing because of her resistance, but his hand still firmly locked onto her waist as if he was declaring his dominance.

Yin Jialu's face was red as she panted slightly, "Leng Dongru! You are the president of the Tang and Tang Leng's, but you always do such lowly things!"

Leng Dongru enjoyed her insults. He leaned closer to her ear and said in an incomparably ambiguous manner, "This is called inferior? Then I guess I have regressed. Two years ago, I did things more smoothly than this lowly thing."

Yin Jialu realized that in terms of verbal skills, she really could not squeeze in this cynical Leng Dongru at all.... "" Yin Jialu realized that in terms of verbal skills, she really could not squeeze in this cynical Leng Dongru at all.

She could only change her strategy. "This time, I am here to attend Qin Zixuan's wedding. The wedding is about to start. I do not want to be absent!"

Leng Dongru looked at the time and nodded unexpectedly. "Indeed, there is still half an hour. There is not enough time!"

Damn! What the hell do you think you are? Can you come one day in a row? Yin Jialu really admired his thick skin.

He stretched out his hand and helped her gently stroke the hair on her forehead, which had been messed up due to her excitement just now. He then helped her wipe away the lipstick that was at the corner of her mouth. He smiled and looked at her. "It is very beautiful. Let's go." He took the initiative to stretch out his arm and let her hold it, as if he had prepared everything.

Yin Jialu, however, did not buy it and directly walked out by herself.

Looking at his little woman's willful back, Leng Dongru smiled and shook his head helplessly. What should he do with her?

At the wedding venue, there were a lot of famous businessmen and some media reporters.

Yin Jialu met Lina in the garden and felt a little strange. "What are you doing?"

Lina was looking for a room card. She clearly remembered that there was one before going upstairs. It should have been left behind here. She looked up at Leng Dongru who was beside Yin Jialu and asked curiously, "I haven't gone to call you yet, Miss."

"It's nothing. I woke up and came down by myself."

With just a few words, Yin Jialu did not want to say more. The Waltz music over there had already sounded, and the atmosphere was warm.

Yin Jialu walked over and Leng Dongru naturally followed behind her.

She casually picked a chair farther away from the stage and sat down. After all, she did not want to disturb Qin Zixuan's wedding. She would go and greet him after the wedding.

When the host finished a long string of congratulatory words, he finally asked Qin Zixuan, "Are you willing to be Fong Lulu's wife?"

For some reason, Qin Zixuan was actually silent.

Under Fong Lulu's longing eyes, Qin Zixuan's heart was unwilling.

Fong Lulu wore a white wedding dress and looked at him with longing eyes, waiting for his answer.

"I... am willing!" Qin Zixuan finally answered.

The emcee asked Fong Lulu the same question, and with Fong Lulu's answer, the atmosphere immediately boiled to the extreme. They were considered married...

Yin Jialu smiled. Her smile was so genuine and so beautiful, but the dense fog in her eyes became more and more blurred.

Qin Zixuan seemed to feel that gaze. Through the crowd, he turned his eyes and happened to meet it...

Their eyes met.

It was now the part where the groom kissed the bride.

Fong Lulu was waiting for Qin Zixuan's kiss with a happy face, but he had taken her by surprise.

Qin Zixuan pushed her away and stared at Yin Jialu without blinking. He was afraid that if he blinked again this time, she would disappear again.

Qin Zixuan calmly walked in front of Yin Jialu and stared at her as if he used all his strength. "Jialu... You are finally back..."

Yin Jialu suppressed the bitterness in her heart and got up and smiled. "Yes, I wish you well."

Qin Zixuan suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He really did not want this blessing to come out of her mouth. Anyone could do it, but she could not...

He did not want her to bless him. He did not want to at all...

Qin Zixuan looked at her with eyes full of longing.

He forgot that it was his wedding at this moment. Everyone's eyes were moving because of his actions.

Yin Jialu smiled in a distant manner. She knew how many people were waiting to see the Qin family make a fool of themselves. At least for now, she could not let Qin Zixuan become the laughing stock of others.

Qin Zixuan's mind was now filled with Yin Jialu's figure. He could not tolerate anything else. He only knew that his Jialu had returned and was now in front of him.

Qin Zixuan stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Yin Jialu's arm. He wanted to touch the person he was thinking of.

Suddenly, a slender hand appeared and grabbed Qin Zixuan's wrist.