The rich man on the run: The gangster is so hard to get rid of

Zhongtang's real name is not "Zhongtang", but Zhong Xinyue.

Ling Tang held Shen Peizhi's hand and appeared in the banquet hall. There was a banquet poster at the reception area.

On the poster, Si Guanyu is half-hugging a girl as beautiful as a porcelain doll, with happy smiles on their faces.

At the bottom of the poster, the names of two people were written: Si Guanyu and Zhong Xinyue.

Looking at the name on the poster, Lingtang smiled bitterly, feeling extremely ironic.

"Zhong Tang", Zhong Xinyue, the so-called duplicate name is not accidental.

Shen Peizhi looked away at her wry smile. Thinking of the name she called out in her dream a few days ago, it was hard for Shen Peizhi not to think that she still had Si Guanyu in her heart.

His eyes shifted from her to the poster. After looking at it for a few times, he said with seemingly unintentional admiration, "Mr. Zhong's granddaughter is very beautiful. Si Guanyu is very lucky."

Ling Tang had never heard Shen Peizhi praise any woman before, and there was a slight wave of emotion in her heart, but her face remained calm, "She is indeed beautiful."

Soon, a welcoming lady wearing a red cheongsam came forward with a respectful expression, "Hello, Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen."

Shen Peizhi turned sideways and hummed lightly.

After seeing Shen Peizhi's face clearly, the welcoming lady's eyes lit up and a beautiful smile appeared on her face, "Mr. Zhong has reserved a VIP seat for the two of you, please come with me."

Of course, Lingtang saw her smile clearly and understood her thoughts in an instant.

Shen Peizhi has a good skin. Without this good skin, he would not have become a top music student in H University.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corners of Ling Tang's lips. She was curious. If the woman in front of her, who was deceived by the good skin, knew Shen Peizhi's true face, would she still have unrealistic illusions about him?

The VIP seats were very close to the stage, right next to the main table. Meeting Si Guanyu seemed to be inevitable.

Lingtang always felt indebted to him, and even after she spent all her property to compensate him, she still felt guilty.

After all, in Boston that year, Shen Peizhi's men almost beat him to death.

As soon as Shen Peizhi and Ling Tang sat down, someone soon spotted them and came to where they were sitting one after another to greet Shen Peizhi.

"Hello, Mr. Shen, long time no see..."

"Mr. Shen, I didn't expect you to come today..."

"Mr. Shen, I heard that Datang Group intends to enter the smart home field recently. My company just happens to..."

Flattery words floated into Ling Tang's ears one after another. Shen Peizhi had already stood up, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, and dealt with them calmly.

Now, he is the legitimate chairman of Datang Group and no longer has any scruples.

Not only can he preside over the affairs of Datang Group openly, but he can even be interviewed by the media and appear in the public eye.

The start time of the ceremony was set at seven o'clock in the evening. Lingtang was too lazy to listen to these people's crowning words. He raised his wrist and looked at the time, which was six forty-five.

For 15 minutes, she could run outside to get some fresh air to clear her head.

Today she wore a white pearl dress with a white cloak and fur shawl.

The heating in the banquet hall was fully turned on. She came in and sat down for a while before she felt a little hot.

While Shen Peizhi was talking with others, Ling Tang stood up and quietly left his seat.

The banquet hall is on the second floor. When she first came in, she saw a balcony, which was not far from the banquet hall.

As soon as she approached the balcony, before she stepped in, she heard a man's voice coming from the balcony.

This male voice has a deep voice and a clear accent. He seems to be a middle-aged man.

"Guan Yu, have you really thought about it clearly? Your Uncle Zhong and I are family friends. He only has one daughter, Xinyue. If you don't love her, then don't provoke her."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, another woman's voice sounded in Lingtang's ears.

"You don't have to get married. Your parents have never forced you. Marriage is not a child's play. You have already been divorced once, Yu..."

The woman's voice was gentle, with both helplessness and distress in her tone.

Lingtang instantly understood the identities of these two people, Uncle Si and Aunt Si, the couple who appeared at her parents' funeral.

"Mom and Dad, you don't need to say it. I have said it many times that I will marry Xinyue and I will treat her well."

This time, it was Si Guanyu's voice.

"Oh, if I hadn't asked Xinyue to go to Boston..."

Mother Si didn't finish what she said next. Lingtang was a little surprised that Zhong Xinyue's appearance in Boston was not an accident, but was deliberately arranged by Aunt Si.

"It's about to start. You go in first. Grandpa Zhong will be angry if you go late."

Next came the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. Lingtang hid behind a pillar and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his father and mother were gone.

She checked the time again, and at [-]:[-], Si Guanyu should still be on the balcony. At this moment, she should leave this place as soon as possible to avoid meeting him alone.

But God always seems to like to play tricks on people. Before Lingtang could take two steps, someone called him from behind, "Xiaotang, is that you?"

It was a bit cold on the balcony. It was already the depth of winter, and the cold wind was blowing against his face. It was very cold. Ling Tang tightened the cloak and shawl tightly, as if this could warm him up.

Si Guanyu was holding a cigarette, and the cigarette butt flickered in the night.

Si Guanyu didn't have the habit of smoking, at least in front of Ling Tang. This was the first time she saw him smoking.

The two of them were leaning on the railing, with a distance between them, looking forward, speechless to each other.

After a long silence, Ling Tang spoke first, "Congratulations."

Hearing this, Si Guanyu didn't look at her, took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, "How have you been in the past two years?"

Lingtang didn't want to answer this question.

"I heard that after Ling Xiao sold the Ling Group to Datang, he left F City and went to the UK."

There are only such a small number of people in the aristocratic circle of F City. It is unusual for something like this to reach Si Guanyu's ears.

Lingtang did not deny it, "Yes."

Si Guanyu glanced sideways, his gaze fell on her, and he was slightly worried, "Xiaotang, you seem to be very unhappy."

Lingtang was stunned. Before he could answer, he heard a man's cold voice coming from behind him.

"Whether she is happy or not is my business, Mr. Frowse won't bother."

Ling Tang didn't know when Shen Peizhi came, she didn't hear a sound.

Shen Peizhi walked up to her, hugged her waist, and pulled her into his arms. He looked at Si Guanyu with a chill in his eyes.

"Mr. Si, wasn't the lesson I taught you two years ago enough?"

Si Guanyu said nothing, sneered, pressed the cigarette butt against the railing to extinguish it, and then threw it away.

The extinguished cigarette butt made a perfect arc in the air and landed on the lawn.

In an instant, he changed his expression, and a standard smile appeared on his face, "Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen, the ceremony is about to begin, so I won't disturb you two."

After Si Guanyu left, Shen Peizhi took his hand off Ling Tang's waist.

He lowered his head, his eyes full of displeasure, "Why didn't you call me when you came out?"

Lingtang thought he would attack her, or at least ask her why she was alone on the balcony with Si Guanyu.

But the first thing he said was to ask her why she didn't call him.

"I don't like that kind of situation."

Ling Tang's answer was very honest, and Shen Peizhi had no reason not to believe it.

He touched her hand, which was a little cold. "Why do you have to run out if you wear such thin clothes? Aren't you afraid of freezing yourself to death?"

He blamed her, but took her hand into his, "Go back quickly, the ceremony will start soon."

When he reached the door of the banquet hall, Shen Peizhi suddenly stopped. Ling Tang was about to go in, but he held him back.

Lingtang turned around, a little confused.

The warm yellow light reflected their figures on the marble floor. It was unclear whether they were virtual or real. In the banquet hall, there was thunderous applause.

The ceremony has already begun.

Shen Peizhi pulled her into his arms, with an unpredictable expression on his face, "Next time, don't let me see you alone with him."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll go crazy!"