The president's wife is from the devil's sect

The police also arrived later, Mr. Zheng, as if seeing a savior, pulled the policeman's sleeve and complained with snot and tears that Zhao Qingwu fought and deliberately injured more than 30 security guards, seriously endangering public order.

The police simply suspected that there was something wrong with their ears. All the 30 strong men on the ground were beaten to the ground by a girl?
Aggrieved and sad, Mr. Zheng called out the monitoring to prove that what he said was true.

But Shen Fengchen thought carefully, and when he heard Zhao Qingwu fighting on the phone, he brought a lawyer with him.

The lawyer of the Shen Group is an internationally renowned iron mouth. After some reasonable arguments, he insisted on defining Zhao Qingwu's actions as self-defense, and he does not need to bear any responsibility.

Amid Mr. Zheng's wailing, Shen Fengchen took Zhao Qingwu to bid farewell to the police and left Jinmancang Real Estate Development Company.

Sitting in the car rushing to the wedding scene, Shen Fengchen rubbed the temples of his forehead that were particularly prone to pain these days, and asked wordlessly:

"Originally, I shouldn't ask about your personal affairs, but obviously your affairs will affect me to a large extent. For our cooperation, should you give me an explanation? For example, why do you want [-] million, and why do you insist on Buy a mountain with [-] million?"

Zhao Qingwu sighed, and said wistfully: "I am the daughter of the suzerain of the Wuji Sect, and Wuji Mountain is the residence of our Wuji Sect. We have lived there for generations, and we have no dispute with the world..."

Before the words fell, Yang Mian, who was acting as the driver, choked and coughed violently.

Shen Fengchen also interrupted her in surprise: "Wait, what did you say?"

Zhao Qingwu didn't quite understand, so he repeated in doubt: "Are we aloof from the world?"

Shen Fengchen said: "No, the previous sentence."

Zhao Qingwu: "I am the daughter of the suzerain of the Wuji sect. Our sect is based in Wuji Mountain?"

Shen Fengchen looked at her in surprise: "Are you serious?"

Zhao Qingwu was suspicious for no reason, and immediately became upset: "What do you mean? Do you suspect me of lying?"

Shen Fengchen looked at her slender white fingers that creaked when she was excited, and swallowed vaguely: "No, you continue."

Zhao Qingwu snorted, and then continued: "A month ago, a group of people suddenly broke into our Wuji Mountain, saying that the entire mountain was bought by their company, and they planned to develop it into a luxury resort!"

The more she talked, the more angry she became: "If they really succeed, our Wuji Sect will be demolished and bulldozed, and the whole family will be homeless! In order to solve this problem, I took someone to tie me up. Those people, from their mouths, know that the Jinmancang real estate company spent [-] million yuan to get the land in Wuji Mountain. In order to keep our sect's resident, I, the saint girl of Wuji sect, left the sect and came to the capital to try to raise money. When it reaches [-] million, buy Wuji Mountain back!"

Shen Fengchen listened carefully, and then said silently: "I understand the cause and effect, there is only one question, aren't you the daughter of the Sect Master of Wuji Sect? Why did you say she was a saint in the end?"

He couldn't even make up a story, and he was ashamed to pretend to believe it!
Who knows that Zhao Qingwu glanced at him, looking down on his IQ: "Why are you so stupid? My identity is the daughter of the suzerain, and my title is the saint of the sect, just like you are your grandfather's." Grandson, but it makes sense that he is also the president of the Shen Group!"

Shen Fengchen: "..." What you said made sense, but I was speechless.

Zhao Qingwu didn't sleep well last night because of the excitement of getting [-] million yuan, he felt a little sleepy in the rickety car, and fell asleep groggyly after a while.

Seeing Zhao Qingwu fell asleep in the rearview mirror, Yang Mian hesitated to speak several times, and finally couldn't help but asked Shen Fengchen softly: "President, do you really believe Miss Zhao's words? What kind of Wuji sect is she really?" The descendant of the martial arts sect in TV and novels that can cultivate internal strength and true qi, can fly over walls, open mountains and crack rocks?"

Shen Fengchen closed his eyes and meditated, and said calmly: "How did you get your doctorate from the Ivy League University, and you actually believe such words? In their remote village, there is no telephone or signal. What kind of knowledge can the people there have? I'm afraid they will If you hit two sets of boxing, you will be regarded as a master of martial arts! Zhao Qingwu and his family may have some martial arts inheritance, but outside, it is estimated that it is at the level of a private martial arts gym. They even named themselves Wujizong? Hmph, looking at the name of the Secondary School, you should know that it was not established by some real expert!"

Yang Mian was very ashamed: "The president is right, I was confused for a moment and didn't want to understand."

With the strong financial support of the Shen family chaebol, even if it only takes one day, a wedding of the century has been well prepared.

But because Shen Fengchen's parents were extremely dissatisfied with this marriage and refused to recognize Zhao Qingwu as his daughter-in-law, they didn't come, and Shen Jiaxing and his third-in-law mother were not qualified to participate, so in the end, apart from the guests, only one elder, Mr. Shen, appeared at the wedding. the wedding scene.

Shen Jiaxing has been unable to be recognized by Mr. Shen. This is a thorn in his heart. Now that he can't go to Shen Fengchen's wedding, he is even more mad with anger. He gritted his teeth and made a phone call: "How is the arrangement I asked you to arrange?"

The other side smiled obsequiously: "Second Young Master, don't worry, the news has already reached Ms. Cheng. Given how much she cares about the Eldest Young Master, today's wedding is bound to be unsatisfactory. Just watch it!"

Only then did Shen Jiaxing smile in satisfaction: "Don't forget to arrange for some people who candidly take pictures of me to go in. I want to see with my own eyes that Shen Fengchen's wedding will be turned into a piece of chicken feathers, and my face will be ruined!"

In the rain of roses all over the sky, the grand wedding began.

Wearing the groom's gown, Shen Fengchen looked more and more broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, handsome and tall, even sitting in a wheelchair, she was still so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Zhao Qingwu wore a luxurious and gorgeous white wedding dress, stepped on the red carpet and walked towards Shen Fengchen step by step, she was also beautiful like no ordinary person.

Before coming to the altar, the priest looked at the couple and began to preside over the wedding with a kind smile.

The oaths are read, the promises are made to each other, the rings are exchanged and everything is perfect.

The priest nodded in satisfaction, looked at the guests on stage according to the next step, and said with a smile, "When the marriage contract is about to be concluded, if no one raises objections, then I will declare their marriage a fact."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the auditorium was suddenly knocked open with a "bang", and a sharp female voice came: "I have an opinion!"

Priest: "..." This is different from the script I got! ! !
Everyone looked back in astonishment, only to see a bright and flamboyant young girl in a red dress striding in.

A guest who knew her couldn't help covering her mouth and exclaiming, her voice was faintly excited: "Oh my God, it's Cheng Ru, the eldest lady of the Cheng family, she has been chasing Shen Fengchen, is this going to be a performance to snatch a marriage on the spot? "