Strong Locked Marriage: Mr. Jiang's Apex Treasure

In Lingshi in February, the weather is still very cold.

Lin Xia was wearing a white wedding dress, and standing beside her was Fu Xun, the president of the Fu Group.

Fu Xun held Lin Xia's hand, and said calmly and desolately: "I'll wait for you, until the day you fall in love with me again, as long as it takes."

Lin Xia burst into tears.

Feelings are often not what people want, and they are the most tricky.

She once loved Fu Xun so ignorantly and insanely in love, but in the end she couldn't fall in love.

Now there is another man hidden in his heart, but because he is not young, he is forced by his family to stand by Fu Xun's side again.

Lin Xia calmly withdrew his hand from Fu Xun's palm: "Fu Xun, you are such a proud person, you don't need to accommodate me at all."

Fu Xun has become tender. Eight years ago, he would never have had such warmth if he was arrogant.

"It's not accommodating, it's unwillingness." Fu Xun raised his hand and straightened his suit.

The two of them remembered the past in their hearts, and the door of the dressing room was pushed open with a bang.

"Fu Xun, it's not good, something serious happened." Mother Fu ran over with a big red flower pinned to her chest.

Fu Xun frowned lightly: "Mom, what's wrong? You're in a panic."

Fu's mother was sweating anxiously: "The wedding is about to start, but the master of ceremonies and the scenery were all demolished. The hotel staff told us to go to another place. Isn't this sincere looking for trouble?"

"How could such a thing happen in a seven-star hotel? Lin Xia, wait for me for a while, I'll go and see what's going on." Fu Xun restlessly touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and hurriedly left the dressing room with his mother.

Faced with such an unexpected situation, Lin Xia felt nothing but relieved.

A few minutes later, the waiter opened the door and entered.

"Miss Lin, the boss' friend asked us to send you this note."

Lin Xia took it with a frown, and asked casually, "What's the name of your boss' friend?"

"I heard the boss call him Mr. Jiang."

Lin Xia's heart skipped a beat, and she opened the note tremblingly. When she saw the sharp and familiar handwriting on it, she rushed out regardless, and went straight to the tavern on the address.

A small, inconspicuous signboard hangs at the entrance of the tavern, and the words "how many three winters and two summers" pierced Lin Xia's eyes.

There is also a sign posted on the door: closed today, individual visitors are refused.

Lin Xia's heart was beating violently, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the small glass door, and stepped on a small stone step with her pointed heels.

The decoration tone of the tavern is extremely dark, the walls are all black, there are no windows, and the color of the seats is also darker.It was clearly broad daylight, but as soon as she stepped through the door, it seemed as if she had fallen into night.

On the bar counter, a chandelier with a strong sense of design emits dim light, covering the back of a man under the light.

He was sitting on a stool, wearing a black jacket, and his hair was cut short, in a neat crop.

This back view is different from Lin Xia's memory. The back is straighter and the shoulders seem to be wider. Even though he is wearing clothes, he can still see obvious muscle lines in the tense part of the back.

"Jiang Si Bai." She called out his name with difficulty.

Lin Xia's voice, Jiang Si Bai had already engraved it into his bone marrow.

"Xiaotuanzi." After a hoarse male voice, Jiang Sibai turned around with his chair.

The Jiang Si Bai in front of him was born more and more handsome and charming, he completely lost his youth and frivolity, and in his eyes were countless maturity and stories.

Could it be that he has been in Ling City all these years?
Jiang Sibai, oh Jiang Sibai, you are really a devil.

It used to be, it still is.

Do you know, the little dumpling you used to talk about never forgot you.

Jiang Si Baiyang drank the strong wine in his cup, and said in a low voice: "Did Fu Xun come with you? Congratulations, you finally got your wish."

Lin Xia didn't speak, tears quickly formed in his eyes.

She stared closely at the man surrounded by the small light circle, wishing she could rush up to hug his neck, kiss his lips, and tell him word by word clearly: Jiang Si Bai, I miss you so fast. crazy.

It's just that this situation is really ironic.

Lin Xia was wearing a wedding dress and approached him awkwardly.

Jiang Si Bai stared at her, the cigarette between his fingers swayed slightly, very briefly.

He stepped off the high chair, lowered his eyes and said, "The next wedding will continue here, and I will witness the marriage for you."

Before Lin Xia had time to say anything, a nice female voice came into her ears.

"Si Bai, I have finished decorating the second floor, will your friend really come?"

Lin Xia followed the sound and saw a girl in a white shirt and jeans coming down the stairs on the right corner.

The shirt on the girl looked familiar, but after looking again, Lin Xia recognized that it was a gift she gave Jiang Sibai eight years ago.

Lin Xia's heart skipped a beat: "She is?"

Jiang Sibai pinched the cigarette butt with two fingers, flicked off the ashes and said, "Girlfriend."

Lin Xia's heart felt as if he had been hit by a bullet, and he couldn't bear the pain.

Jiang Si Bai changed, he learned to smoke and drink, and when he looked at Lin Xia, there was no trace of emotion left in his eyes.

But back then, the man in front of him said that apart from her, Lin Xia, he would not want the daughter of the Heavenly King Lao Tzu in this life.

For eight years, Jiang Sibai's name was deeply imprinted in Lin Xia's heart.

But Jiang Sibai had spent so many years, he could no longer love Xiaotuanzi in his heart.