Sweet Wife and Adorable Baby: Jin Shaochong

"Jian Tangtang, you are threatening me!" Su Guoguo's voice became sharper, and the cold voice pierced Jian Tangtang's eardrums.

"I didn't threaten you, but you forced me." Jian Tangtang sneered, with a cold light of determination in his eyes, "Su Guoguo, give up, unless you want to burn everything, don't provoke me so easily."

"You're cruel." Su Guoguo snorted, and hung up the phone with a "bang" angrily.

Now that she has got everything she wants, there is really no need to rush Jian Tangtang, and it will ruin her wedding instead.

Seeing that Su Guoguo gave up, Jian Tangtang let go of the phone, heaved a long sigh of relief, and fell down on the sofa exhaustedly, rubbing his buzzing temples.

"Su Guoguo gave up?" Ling Che chuckled, looking at Jian Tangtang frivolously.

"She doesn't want to ruin her wedding, so she can only give up and force me to be a bridesmaid." Jian Tangtang slowly raised her eyes, the scarlet ferocity in her eyes gradually faded away.

She has no intention of arguing with Su Guoguo, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and she also wants to get out of the vortex of the past as soon as possible.

"Hehe... Su Guoguo asked you to be a bridesmaid to humiliate you, so naturally she couldn't tolerate you ruining her long-awaited wedding." Ling Che intertwined his fingers and said with a faint smile.

Jian Tangtang didn't answer, and looked out of the window in a daze, a faint shadow appeared in her blue eyes.

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Mid-level villa, rich area.

In a modern Chinese-style decoration villa.

In Nuoda's living room, the atmosphere was oppressive and gloomy, with a faint smell of blood.

On the black leather sofa, a handsome and resolute man sat on it with a gloomy face, with an imported cigar thick as a thumb between his slightly callused fingertips, puffing.

He was wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, his black hair was combed meticulously behind his head, his narrow and dark eyes were piercing with a cold light, and his whole person was shrouded in suppressed anger.

In front of him, four punks with bruised noses and swollen faces knelt on the ground in embarrassment, looking at him with eyes full of horror.

"Tell me, who stabbed her face again and again?" The man's thin lips slightly lifted, his cold voice was full of murderous intent, he raised his dark eyes, and focused on the little bastard in front of him.

The punks trembled in fright, watching the rough and slightly callused fingertips of the man in front of him put down his cigar gracefully and indifferently, spit out a wisp of faint smoke, and opened his mouth tremblingly.

"Ning Ning Ning Shao, we don't understand what you mean, we didn't do anything, we don't know how to offend you!"

"Yes, Young Master Ning, we have always abided by our duty, how dare we offend you!"

A few punks cried and begged for mercy, fearing that if they said something late, they would be finished.

"I don't think you will die until the Yellow River. Since you can't remember how you offended me, then I will help you recall the memories." Ning Fengzhi coldly curled his lips, raised his palms slightly, and the black-clothed bodyguard behind him came from his arms. He took out a dagger.

"Draw it for me. Listen to it whenever you remember it." Sen Leng's voice suddenly sounded, and a few punks cried and begged for mercy.

"Ning Shao, Ning Shao, farewell!"

"Help, we really don't know, Young Master Ning!"

"Ning Shao, Ning Shao!"

"Ah - don't scratch me, let me tell you!"

Seeing the cold dagger scratching his face, the stinging pain came, and a scarlet color bloomed, and the wretched man in the lead suddenly screamed, and his cheek was scratched.

"Young Master Ning, I was wrong! I was the one who offended Young Master Ning because I didn't know Taishan. Please be merciful, Young Master Ning!"