Chapter 411: My brother loves her deeply
Zhou Zhiyin fell silent when she saw Yang Kun appear in Xiao Yuanzhong without saying a word.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she suddenly felt that he was just like that...
She had already given up on him, but what he said still made her feel very uncomfortable.
She covered half of her face, which was burning, and glanced at the gun in Xiao Yuanzhong's hand.
"You can deal with it however you want."
The next second, Xiao Yuanzhong picked up the pistol and shot Yang Kun directly.
People stepped back, Zhou Zhiyin's heart tightened, Yang Kun covered his left shoulder, curled up on the ground, and broke out in a cold sweat.
Because of the excessive pain, his face turned red... Ah Cheng did not squat down immediately to check on his condition, but looked at Xiao Yuanzhong and then at Zhou Zhiyin.
It turned out that Mr. Xiao was a heartless man who could treat his brother, with whom he had been through thick and thin together, like this for the sake of a woman.
Yang Kun brought him great benefits back then, but Xiao Yuanzhong made a fortune in the Song incident. Now he values Han Fei, and Yang Kun has become a tool for him to please women.
How can it not be sad?
After firing a shot, Xiao Yuanzhong handed the gun to Zhou Zhiyin, "Madam, do you want to try it yourself?"
"no need."
Zhou Zhiyin looked calm, but in fact, she was so scared that her legs went limp. "Come in, Madam..."
Xiao Yuanzhong hugged Zhou Zhiyin, she was so warm and soft that he couldn't control himself just by touching her.
After walking a few steps, Zhou Zhiyin's legs were too weak to walk. She didn't want to show her weakness, but the psychological fear was insurmountable. Xiao Yuanzhong bent down slightly and picked her up sideways.
The door closed, and Wang Ping looked down at Yang Kun, who was curled up on the ground. "Mr. Xiao knows what you want to do. Don't forget your identity. You should know what you should do now. Don't waste your time on these things."
If he doesn't continue to bring down Song Yanming and keeps dragging things out, he won't have any need to live.
In other words, in Xiao Yuanzhong's eyes, his repeated failures had made him no longer useful.
Yang Kun hated it. He hated that everyone treated him as a plaything.
Including Zhou Zhiyin...
"Boss Xiao can use the Zhou family's influence to make demands directly to Zhou Yuanshan."
Wang Ping frowned, "If Mr. Xiao is willing to do this, is it your turn to speak?"
The video and photos from the previous incident could force Zhou Yuanshan to compromise...
"Could it be that Mr. Xiao, at his age, still wants to have a love affair with that bitch?"
Wang Ping stepped on his shoulder and said, "She is the lady."
Yang Kun smiled, and Wang Ping squatted down. "Boss Xiao has no right to interfere with what he wants to do."
It was late at night and Yang Kun was lying on the bed.
All of this was Han Fei's fault. It was Han Fei who made Xiao Yuanzhong want Zhou Zhiyin, and it was Han Fei who forced him to bring Zhou Zhiyin to Xiao Yuanzhong.
It was Han Fei who made her so dirty.
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At Jiangcheng June's wedding, Xu Yi wore a white wedding dress and walked hand in hand with Song Yanming in a pink rose-themed hotel.
Xu Yi doesn't like outdoor activities, he prefers European palace style.
It's the first day of June and everything is just beginning.
The defeat in the Muse competition did not affect Xu Yi's mood. She recovered after being sad for a few days.
The big diamond ring in his hand shone brightly and Xu Yi yawned continuously.
It’s strange to say, but she hasn’t adjusted to the time difference since she returned to Jiangcheng. She suffered from insomnia for most of the night, and then continued to sleep.
She had to get up early this morning to put on makeup and wear her wedding dress, but Song Yanming didn't have the heart to wake her up, so he let her sleep for two more hours.
But two hours was clearly not enough.
Everything was ready, the guests were present, and waiting for the ceremony. Song Yanming picked her up from the bed, carried her into the car, and rushed her to the hotel for makeup.
A dozen makeup artists and stylists surrounded Xu Yi, stripped off her pajamas, and washed her face and brushed her teeth.
Xu Yi was awakened by the torment. He had never seen such a scene in his life.
"I'll do it, I'll do it myself."
"Thank you. Let me do it. Let me do it..."
She was not used to being served, and seeing so many people coming to serve her, Xu Yi was obviously frightened and flattered.
But she is getting married today, and the makeup artist and stylist are particularly enthusiastic. If they don't serve her well, they will be unworthy of the salary paid by President Song.
Song Yuqian pushed the wedding dress in front of Xu Yi, and Xu Yi was dumbfounded, "Isn't this..."
"You designed the one you wanted to be comfortable, right? This one has won an award, so it must be very comfortable!"
Xu Yi looked at Song Yuqian stupidly. Song Yuqian was a little annoyed. "Can you hurry up? You're wasting time. My brother is still waiting!"
"Yuqian, be gentle."
Xu Yi has just put on the foundation and is now going to wear a wedding dress.
She has a petite figure, and the fluffy wedding dress wraps her completely. She is wearing a pair of high heels. Looking at herself in the mirror, Xu Yi feels like she is dreaming.
Damn, getting married...
Get married in such a dreamy manor.
Song Yuqian complained that Xu Yi was too nagging, but in her heart she began to feel a little bit reluctant to get married.
She is not young anymore, but she doesn't even have a man. She hasn't even had her first time yet, and no one would believe her if she told them.
While Xu Yi was putting on makeup, Song Yuqian said to Qin Moyu, "I saw a news report a while ago about a woman who was over 30 years old and still had no man. As a result, her fallopian tubes were blocked."
"Really?"
"Uh-huh……"
"Then you..." Qin Moyu looked at her, "Don't you like Jerry?"
"like."
Of course he liked her, but Jerry never said he wanted to marry her.
He just said he wanted to do that with her.
"Momo, eat some of this, it's delicious."
Qin Moyu was chatting with Song Yuqian when Gu Beicheng came.
He seems to be everywhere.
"I'll chat with Yuqian."
"You can chat, but you can't go without eating." Gu Beicheng's tone was like he was coaxing a child. He held something in one hand and held Song Tuantuan in the other.
Little Song Tuantuan was also wearing a pink puffy skirt today. Unknowingly, the little girl's hair had grown very long, and was tied up in two buns with a pink flower pinned on one side and a veil hanging underneath.
The child is too young and too short, and the pink puffy skirt and veil can't hold up her. The designer has tried his best to make it fit her better, but she can't walk very well yet, and can't take more than a few steps. Once the puffy skirt gets messy, the gauze flies everywhere, and little Tuantuan keeps stuffing the gauze on the skirt into her mouth.
Song Yuqian took Tuantuan away from Gu Beicheng's arms. Gu Beicheng was displeased, "Tuantuan, let godfather hold you."
"Pah, pah, pah, Tuan Tuan loves his aunt the most, doesn't he?"
"Yes..." Song Tuantuan said in a baby voice, and then stared at Xu Yi who stood up.
Every woman has a princess dream, including little Song Tuantuan. When she saw Xu Yi wearing a wedding dress, dignified, holy and beautiful, she danced with joy.
Song Yuqian was also a little envious. She didn't know when it started, but her brother seemed to be deeply in love with her.
I can remember every word Xu Yi said.