Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Han Yanran was a little dazed, watching Ji Ziyang pull down her hand from his, and hold it in his palm.

Han Yanran felt the heat from his palm clearly conveyed, and he held her with great force.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he narrowed his eyes slightly after finishing the movement, his eyes fell on the necklace Tang Shaoting was holding.

"Young Master Tang, such a shameless thing." Ji Ziyang grinned lightly, "You're so embarrassed to do it, but I'm too embarrassed to say it."

Even if he didn't know what the necklace meant, he didn't know whether the name Tang Shaoting mentioned before was what he guessed.

But Ji Ziyang could somewhat guess from Han Yanran's reaction.

Liu Nannan looked away from the necklace calmly, turned to Ji Ziyang, and said, "The marriage between Han Yanran and Shaoting was decided by the Han family and the Tang family. Ji Ziyang, you continue to make trouble here. Going down is not a good thing for you."

As she said that, she leaned towards Tang Shaoting naturally, "Why don't we postpone the wedding for a while."

Tang Shaoting did not refuse, Liu Nannan immediately asked the master of ceremonies to postpone the time.

Naturally, someone arranged for the on-site performers to continue, but the relevant people have already retreated.

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In the lounge, Han Yuejun's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he didn't have a good face from the beginning to the end.

"Tell me clearly!"

Just as Han Yanran walked in, a stern shout had already hit her head and face.

Han Xiaomei did not forget to complain, "Sister, you are really capable. Everyone in our family was kept in the dark by you, and everyone in our family was treated like a fool. In the end, you got a substitute, but you actually ran out to tear down the stage by yourself. Our Han family Your face can be regarded as being completely thrown away by you alone."

Han Yanran didn't respond, and continued to walk to the sofa on the other side, and sat down in a comfortable posture.

"Daddy, I think whether today's wedding can continue is a big question." Han Xiaomei sneered.

Han Yanran raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "I have never agreed to this marriage, it is all your own wishful thinking from the beginning to the end."

"Naughty girl, shut up!" Han Yuejun's eyes were full of anger, "Go and continue the wedding for me right now."

"I will not marry Tang Shaoting."

"If you don't marry him, what are you doing here? A substitute is prepared for you, and you give it to me..."

"Substitute! Good, good, good! What a good double!" Han Yuejun hadn't finished speaking when a majestic low shout came in from outside the door, directly interrupting what he wanted to continue.

Several members of the Han family turned their heads and looked at the old man of the Tang family who came in from the door.

The old man of the Tang family was dressed in a red and gold Tang suit, his eyes were bright, and his whole body was full of majesty and momentum.

The one who followed the old man of the Tang family was the butler they had all seen before.

At this time, the old man of the Tang family glanced at everyone sharply, "Mr. Han, should you give me an explanation for today's matter!"

The moment Han Yuejun saw the other party, his heart skipped a beat.

This old man of the Tang family is not easy to fool. It can be said that the actual controller of the entire Tang family is still this old man.

Han Yuejun: "Master Tang, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

"The matter of the substitute is really a mess of the daughter in the family. I have no choice but to let the wedding go ahead before agreeing." This reason sounds helpless, but it is the same as not saying it.