Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

"Tsk, the waist is really thin."

Her eyes were covered by someone, the warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, and the man's hot big hand walked over her delicate body.

The gentle and tender kiss continued down.
Song Zhiyi was tightly surrounded by the fear of suffocation. She wanted to escape, but her head was so dizzy that she couldn't move.

"Don't worry, I will take care of you."

The sound of the alarm clock ringing from far to near is like a ray of light shining in the dark.

"Clap" sound.

Song Zhiyi suddenly woke up.

She sat up, panting heavily, sweat dripped from her smooth forehead, it took Song Zhiyi a while to calm down.

She fell into a nightmare again.

Three years ago, Song Zhiyi was framed by her stepmother Li Rongpei and lost her virginity, and became the laughing stock of the capital.

In order to preserve the Song family's reputation, Song Xun threatened to sever ties with her and send her to the countryside.

But a week ago, Song Xun deliberately asked someone to bring her back from the countryside, claiming that she had forgiven her previous mistakes.

But Song Zhiyi is not a fool.

After some inquiring, he knew what Song Xun was planning.

Jiang Shen, the youngest son of the top wealthy Jiang family in Kyoto, suffered a car accident three years ago and became a vegetable, and has been in a coma.

A month ago, Jiang Shen's condition relapsed and he almost failed to be rescued.

Jiang's father was desperate, so he asked a Taoist priest to make a fortune for his son. The Taoist priest suggested that Jiang Shen marry a wife to celebrate the joy, and there might be a glimmer of life.

In order to establish a relationship with the Jiang family, Chen Xun wanted to marry her to the Jiang family in exchange for glory and wealth.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyi's lips twitched into a sneer, it seems that some people have been blowing wind in Chen Xun's ears.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss, breakfast is ready, master invites you to come down for dinner!!!"

Hearing this, Song Zhiyi leaned on the bed, put his hands on his temples, and said calmly, "Got it."

The sound of footsteps outside the door gradually disappeared, she got out of bed barefoot, washed and dressed in an orderly manner.

10 minute later.

Song Zhiyi walked downstairs slowly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Xun sitting at the head of the table.

"Zhiyi, come and eat quickly, this is what you like to eat." Chen Xun looked kind and kind, as if Song Zhiyi was her daughter whom she had loved for many years.

Song Zhiyi pursed his lips and sneered slightly, walked up to the dining table, and sat down gracefully.

"Zhiyi, eat more food, you look so skinny, it really hurts my father."

Looking at the fried dumplings with shrimps in the bowl, Song Zhiyi put his hands on his temples, a mocking chuckle emerged from the corner of his lips.

"Father, I'm allergic to shrimp, you forgot? Huh?"

After the understatement of the sentence, Song Xun's originally kind appearance was a little uncomfortable.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence in the restaurant.

Seeing this, Li Rongpei quickly showed a smile on his face, and smoothed things over and said, "It's all my fault, it's my memory. I'm getting old and my memory is not good."

"Zhiyi, what do you want to eat, why don't auntie cook it for you?"

Hearing this, Song Zhiyi sneered at the corner of his mouth, folded his hands around his chest, and said directly: "A thousand-year-old fox playing in Liaozhai, tell me, what do you want me to do when you brought me back from the countryside this time?"

Her dark and sharp beautiful eyes were like a sharp sword hitting Song Xun's heart directly.

His lips were tightly closed, the corners of his lips pressed down slightly, and the kindness on his face just now disappeared.

Since he wanted to be honest with each other, Song Xun didn't want to pretend anymore.

"Song Zhiyi, I won't pursue what happened three years ago, but you are not young now, and I found you a very good marriage."

"As long as you agree to marry into the Jiang family, you are still the only daughter of the Song family. As a father, I will not treat you poorly."

Excellent marriage?
Just let her marry a vegetable?

Song Zhiyi's long legs were crossed, and there was no warmth in her black eyes.

"I can marry, but I have a request." After a while, Song Zhiyi said coldly.

Hearing this, Song Xun was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "What request?"

He thought Song Zhiyi would reject this marriage, but he didn't expect her to make a request!
Seeing the greedy smile on Song Xun's face from the corner of her eyes, she sneered and said in a cold tone: "I want to sever the father-daughter relationship with you, and we will never have any contact again."

As soon as these words came out, Song Xunmeng's pupils shrank slightly.

With a "snap", he threw the glass on the table directly on the ground, and the glass shards made a harsh sound on the ground.

"You unfilial daughter, I brought you up and worked so hard to find this marriage for you, but in the end you actually want to sever ties with me?!"

Raise her?

The number of times he has seen her since he was sensible, or... hanging out with others in front of her and his mother?
Hard to find a marriage?

Let her marry a vegetative person, is this hard-earned? !

Song Zhiyi got up slowly, and looked at Song Xun's eyes full of anger, the sarcasm in his eyes was clearly visible: "Song Xun, if you don't agree, I won't marry."

After the words fell, she lifted her foot and left the restaurant, leaving Song Xun angry in the restaurant alone.

"This unfilial daughter, I'm only thinking of her, and now she's treating me like this!"

Seeing the stagnant atmosphere in the restaurant, Li Rongpei hastily stepped forward to pat Song Xun on the back, and comforted him softly: "My dear, don't be angry, Zhiyi is just talking about anger."

back yard.

Song Zhiyi sat in the gazebo, lowered her eyes and ordered tea seriously.

She is familiar with how to order tea, giving people a visual enjoyment.

At that time, the breeze blew by, her hair swayed with the wind, and the smile on the corner of her lips added warmth to her indifferent face.

When Song Huaichen saw this picture, he lost his mind for a moment.

After a while, Song Huaichen withdrew his thoughts and walked slowly into the gazebo.

"Zhiyi, long time no see."

A familiar voice came from his ear, and Song Zhiyi's right hand, which ordered tea, paused, but soon returned to normal.

Soon, the tea order is over.

Song Zhiyi raised his hand and took a sip before raising his eyes to look at the man in front of him.

Song Huaichen, the son of Li Rongpei and her ex-husband.

Song Xun loves Song Huaichen very much, and already loves him as his own son.

"Long time no see." After a while, Song Zhiyi responded coldly.

Song Huaichen sat opposite, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes: "Zhiyi, do you really want to marry into the Jiang family?"

"If you don't want to, I'll go and intercede with my father."

Hearing this, the corners of Song Zhiyi's mouth curled up slightly, and the tip of his right finger kept tapping on the stone table.

"Song Huaichen, my affairs have nothing to do with you, and you don't need to worry about who I marry."

After finishing the words, Song Zhiyi poured the ordered tea into the trash can, then got up and left the gazebo.

Song Huaichen pursed his lips tightly. Seeing the figure in front of him getting farther and farther away, he stood up abruptly, with a slight sense of frustration in his tone: "Song Zhiyi, do you really want to blame me for the rest of your life just because of what happened three years ago?!"

When these words came from behind, Song Zhiyi paused slightly, his hands clenched tightly.