Domineering daddy bullying into the door

At that time, on the top floor of the extravagant and luxurious seven-star hotel, a sensational engagement banquet was held here in Jindu.

"Fire?" It was the bride who answered the phone. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and then smiled strangely, "Is it dead?"
Thinking about torturing her for four years before she died, it was really cheap for her!
The banquet suddenly became noisy.

The bride glanced at it, and it turned out that the ball had begun.

"Mr. Wen, then let's search and confirm again."
The bride hummed, and said casually: "It's fine for a lunatic to die, and I just don't worry about what the Long family finds out."
Then he explained: "Hey, if you find a corpse or ashes and bring them back, maybe the date of this yin relative can be brought forward."
While talking, she glanced at the dance floor, and suddenly saw the groom holding a woman's hand, entered the dance floor, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

The people around were booing, the dancing woman was wearing a blood-red flick dress, with a hot figure, flaxen waist-length hair curled into waves, draped lazily behind her, with a half-face mask on her face, showing half of her face. With a face, it can be seen that it is a beauty.

"Bitch, dare to steal my limelight." The bride cursed in her heart.

But on the surface, she had to smile and enjoy the dance with others. Who made her the No. 1 girl in Jindu now, how could she care about this kind of vixen.

The groom is rich and handsome, and the dance steps of the two are harmonious and colorful, and the dance ends with the woman's enchanting and neat waist swing.

The bride suddenly shuddered, this woman...

"Unmask!"
The Merry Youngsters were ready to move and shouted three times.

The bad premonition in the bride's heart was getting stronger and stronger. One second before the woman lifted the mask, she subconsciously pulled the groom away.

The mask was taken off, and the audience was ebullient. The woman's eyebrows were like distant blacks, her eyes were like bright apricots, she wore light makeup, but she was wearing a coquettish red dress, like a fairy who had just entered the world, but she was innocent but mischievous.

There was an indescribable smell all over her body, like a plum blossom after the harsh winter.

Enough to drive the men in the arena crazy.

The bride's face turned pale.

"Wen...Wen Tong?" She staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The groom stared at the person in a daze, and his breathing became heavier.

Wen Tong looked at the bride, his eyebrows became colder, "Wen Xing, long time no see."
four years ago.

It has been four years since her mother passed away, and as the eldest miss of the Wen family, she has run from nothing to nothing.

14 years ago, Wen Xing followed her mother, broke into her family, and ruined her mother.

Four years ago, the same mother and daughter took advantage of her dystocia lying on the operating table, one pissed off the mother on the hospital bed, and the other stayed in the operating room trying to piss her off.

She survived, and gave birth to a wicked child, who was sent to a foreign private sanatorium as a shame, and spent four years that were neither human nor ghost.

Thinking of these four years, the corners of Wen Tong's lips curled slightly.

The groom took a deep breath, rushed forward suddenly, and hugged Wen Tong.

The gazes of most of the surroundings range from enthusiastic to puzzled to... as if watching a play.

"Tongtong, it's really you, you're not dead... They all say you're dead, so I know you're not dead!" the groom shouted excitedly, his eyes turning red instantly.

Wen Xing called out coldly, "Shaoxin?"
The groom paid no attention.

Wen Tong enjoyed this moment very much, as if four years ago, Wen Xing stepped on her face and told her:
"Wen Tong, everything you have will be mine."
Then, everything she stole, she will snatch back!