Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

"Miss, don't struggle, it is sir who ordered us to take you to the airport."

Lan Xi's hands were tied behind her back, and there were two strong bodyguards sitting on either side.

Today is her father's wedding, she smiled coldly, her cold voice was full of shock, "I will give you one last piece of advice, immediately, immediately, let me go."

"I'm sorry... Ah, miss, it's dangerous!"

Two or three minutes later, the black car stopped abruptly on the side of the road, and four bodyguards were kicked out of the car one by one.

Lan Xi got into the cab, looked at the person lying on the ground writhing in pain, her red lips raised evilly, "This is the consequence of not listening to advice."

Want to secretly send her abroad and marry her a stepmother?

Oh, there are no doors.

……

"Groom, are you willing to marry the lady in front of you, love her forever, and take care of her?"

Shady lawn, full of guests.

The wedding scene is very beautiful and romantic, even with a strong youthful atmosphere, but the newlyweds are not young anymore.

The groom is half bald on the top of his head and has a big belly.

The bride has a round face and a graceful figure.

The groom replied with a smile on his face: "I..."

"Dad, I wish you a happy wedding."

Suddenly, a loud female voice interrupted his affectionate oath at the right time.

Lan Xi was dressed in black with a white flower on her chest, standing in front of the couple.

In front of everyone, he took out a bouquet of chrysanthemums from behind and threw them at the feet of the newcomer, with a bright smile on his face, "Have a baby early, dear dad."

"Isn't this Lao Lan's unbelievable mentally handicapped daughter?"

"Yeah, on this day of great joy, I don't know what to do if I dress like this!"

Everyone talked about Lan Xi's words, and Lan Xinming's face turned dark when he heard it, "You give me chrysanthemums when I get married? You still dress like this, aren't you cursing me!"

"Then what do you want me to give?" Lan Xi smiled brightly, but innocently, "This is my mother who is far away in heaven. Please entrust me with a dream, and ask me to give you and your stepmother a wedding gift."

"You..." Lan Xinming was too angry to speak.

"Xixi, how could you do this." The bride, Lan Xi's stepmother, Xu Zhiwei spoke, looking gentle, but her words were not very polite, "Today is my wedding with your father, you came here to disturb me like this , is too uneducated!"

"Hahaha!"

Lan Xi laughed loudly: "Whether I am well-bred, you have to ask my dad. Anyway, if you want to be my stepmother, you have to accept my chrysanthemum."

"you really……"

Xu Zhiwei was so angry that she wanted to curse, but she was a bride today, so she couldn't lose face, so she could only look at her husband aggrieved.

Lan Xinming immediately glared at Lan Xi angrily, "If you want to make trouble, you have to pick a date. Today is your Aunt Xu's wedding..."

"So I congratulate you with my sincere blessings!" Lan Xi crossed her arms, and although she was smiling, anyone could see the sarcasm behind the smile, "You should not be able to have children anymore, right? Young man, I wish you many sons and daughters, and endless hats."

Clap!
Lan Xinming's nose was smoking, and he raised his hand and slapped Lan Xi hard.

"You unfilial daughter, you really want to piss me off, don't you?"

This slap was extremely crisp.

Lan Xi's head was knocked out of the way, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was no more noise.

Lan Xi waited for a while, then slowly turned her face, her palm prints were prominent on her fair and tender face, and said with a sneer, "Anyway, they have already given you two bottles of oil as a gift, so I don't care if you have them or not."

"Shut up..." Lan Xinming raised his hand again, wanting to hit him.

"Do you dare to touch me again?"

Lan Xi suddenly raised her hand, holding a small remote control, and looked at Lan Xinming frivolously, "Actually, I still have a big gift for you, do you dare to accept it?"

Looking at her wanton expression, Lan Xinming had a bad feeling, sending a chill down his spine.

"You, what are you doing?"

"How can you get married without a salute." Lan Xi winked at him, "I'll give you a big one."

Press down lightly with your fingers, and the sound of beeps suddenly resounded rhythmically at the scene.

"No, there's a bomb."

The wedding platform was the kind built on the grass. Following the sound, someone picked up the flower clusters and discovered that the hidden thing in the flower clusters was actually a bomb.

Suddenly, it was as if a pot had exploded, and the guest seats were in a mess. Everyone started running around, and the scene got out of control.

"Ah, husband..." Xu Zhiwei was also scared and hid behind Lan Xinming.

Lan Xinming shook his hands, not sure if he was angry or scared, "Lan Xi, are you crazy? Stop it now."

"10!" But Lan Xi smiled and started counting down, "8, 7..."

At this moment, she has sharp eyes, wanton insolence, holding the remote control, like a master, with a domineering and powerful aura.

Lan Xinming was so scared that he took Xu Zhiwei to hide, but there was nowhere to escape.

"3, 2, 1!"

"Get down."

At the last second of the prompt, Lan Xinming slammed Xu Zhiwei down on the ground.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing their appearance, Lan Xi smiled violently.

However, there was no sound.

The explosion that should have happened did not happen, Lan Xi was stunned, and looked back.

A handsome and elegant man was holding the bomb in his hand, but it had already been dismantled.

He stared at her lightly, "It seems to have disappointed you."

The man was dressed in a dark suit, wrapping his tall and muscular figure. He had a strong aura, and his handsome face was so handsome that people were amazed at a glance. The lines were beautiful. When he stood there, it seemed that there was a fiery glow behind him. shine.

Lan Xi hooked her lips evilly, "Really?"

Her finger suddenly and slowly moved to the second button of the remote control.

"Who told you I only have one bomb?"

Seeing that the danger had been lifted, Lan Xinming helped Xu Zhiwei stand up from the ground, and scolded Lan Xi angrily, "Stop it, stop making trouble."

Seeing him tenderly caring for Xu Zhiwei, Lan Xi's smile became even crazier.

Didi, this time, Lan Xi didn't count down and pressed the button directly.

There was a loud bang, which resounded in the ears in an instant.

"what!"

Lan Xinming and Xu Zhiwei, who had just stood up, were so shocked by the explosion that they fell to the ground.

Lan Xi looked at everything with a sneer, and suddenly, a figure rushed towards her.

Then, Lan Xi felt that she fell on the grass and rolled several times in a row.

Before she realized what was going on, the body of the man who dismantled the bomb was already on top of her.

With a low voice, "Since it's revenge, don't put yourself in it."

Was he afraid that she would be bombed and was saving her?

But being imprisoned in his arms like this, Lan Xi frowned displeasedly, "Who are you?"

The man's deep eyes were fixed on Lan Xi's face.

Especially the brown tear mole at the corner of her left eye, the bottom of her calm eyes was filled with a dark and unclear luster.