Charming warm marriage: Yu Shao, please respect yourself

The cold night is like water, soaking into the bones, the night is deep, the baby cries for a long time, and the rats that steal food start to run.

In the hotel lobby with unique and rich decoration, the scene of people coming and going has disappeared, and only a few on-duty personnel are left standing in place.

A man walked into the hotel, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked boldly to a certain room.

"Dong dong dong."

Hearing the long-awaited voice, Sister Fang's heart moved, and she asked cautiously, "Who is it?"

"Open the door!" The other party's cold words were without any emotion, and he slammed on the door vigorously.

Sister Fang thought for a while, and felt that this person's way of doing things was somewhat similar to the domineering person on the phone, and it was almost the same as the agreed time, so she stepped forward, carefully opened the door a little, and let him in sideways .

This young man was wearing a peaked cap, most of his face was covered by dizziness, revealing a pair of sinister eyes, with a sinister light flashing in his eyes, Sister Fang felt that this light was chilling for no reason.

"You... hello..."

Sister Fang spoke in a trembling voice, not daring to look directly at him.

The young man glanced at her coldly, ignored her, took a stool and sat down lazily, with his legs crossed.

"When did Dong Xintong act?"

The young man's cold question made her slightly startled. Seeing his sharp gaze, Sister Fang dared not hide anything, so she lowered her head to answer.

"When all the guests came, she asked me to bring Qiao Xuehan to the wedding venue." Sister Fang said, "I don't know exactly where and what to do with Qiao Xuehan."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched into sarcasm, and said: "At that time, you will tell me the exact location of Chen Pingdong and Qiao Xuehan. And, give Qiao Xuehan this thing."

He took out a small medicine bottle from his arms. If Dong Xintong was here, she would definitely recognize what it was.

Sister Fang took the small medicine bottle carefully, and asked with some doubts: "What... is this for? Will... will something go wrong?"

The young man stood up, glanced at the small medicine bottle coldly, and said in a flat voice: "Whether there is a problem or not is not what you should worry about. What you should worry about is whether you can complete the task."

Immediately, under Sister Fang's hesitant eyes, the young man stopped at the door, tilted his head and continued: "My words always count. If this mission fails, your parents will fall into hell."

Hearing this, Sister Fang's hand holding the medicine bottle trembled violently. When she raised her head again, the young man's back had disappeared.

Looking at the small medicine bottle that looks like a hot potato, Sister Fang hid it in the interlayer of her bag in a panic, and took several breaths before she felt a little safer.

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The night is fading away, and the dawn is approaching. The dawn breaks the night, and the light floods the earth in an instant.

The new company established by the Chen Group in Country M was extremely noisy, and every employee was filled with joy as they walked at the wedding reception of Chen Xin, the successor of the Chen Group.

Everyone in country M more or less knows that this young man has become a vegetable.For the rare happy event of the Chen Group, every employee will be given a big red envelope, so this will not affect the employees' enjoyment of joy.

In the banquet, cups were exchanged, and the sound of talking and laughing was endless.

Dong Xintong stood in the center of the stage in a costume, enjoying the first wedding held by one person in her life.Her expression was neither joyful like a wedding, nor sad like a widow, her eyes swept over everyone's expressions indifferently, as if she was out of the way.

It's almost time.

Dong Xintong recited these words silently from the bottom of her heart, and looked up at the elegantly decorated wedding room in the distance, where a person was rushing over there.

His face was flustered, and he staggered and shouted loudly: "It's not good! It's not good! Groom, he...he passed away!"