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

When Shen Peizhi and Ling Tang took their seats, Mr. Zhong was standing on the stage speaking.

The old man who is nearly seventy years old, even though he is skinny and has the traces of the vicissitudes of time on his face, his face is still radiant when his favorite granddaughter gets engaged.

The Zhong family was not originally in F City, but they moved here with their family later. Otherwise, Ling Tang would not have known Zhong Xinyue. There were only so many celebrities in F City, and they could be counted on both hands.

Zhong Xinyue's parents died in a car accident when she was seven years old. Mr. Zhong was such a son. In spite of his grief, he devoted all his love to his only granddaughter. No wonder he was raised so well.

The parents of the Si family should be quite satisfied with Si Guanyu's marriage, but judging from the conversation she just heard on the balcony, it didn't seem to be the case.

Thunderous applause sounded in her ears again, bringing Lingtang back from her wandering thoughts, and she clapped in unison.

The room suddenly became dark, with only a beam of light hitting the stage. Ling Tang was stunned when he followed the light and looked toward the stage.

Zhong Xinyue stood on the stage at some point. Under the spotlight, she was dazzling and charming. On her face like a porcelain doll, there were passionate tears in her big eyes.

These are not the important points. The important point is that the pearl dress she is wearing is exactly the same as the one she is wearing!

Matching shirts! Still wearing matching clothes with the heroine! As the saying goes, it's not scary to wear different clothes. Whoever is ugly will be embarrassed. But today, no matter who is ugly, in the eyes of others, she will take the spotlight.

In particular, the past relationship between her and Si Guanyu is hard not to make fun of.

Taking advantage of the lights shining on the protagonist on the stage, Ling Tang forced a smile, turned his head, looked at Shen Peizhi beside him, and whispered, "Take off your suit jacket, I'm cold."

Shen Peizhi had discovered this problem a long time ago, and his expression was very ugly. If it weren't for the fact that Su Lan picked out the dress that Ling Tang was wearing, he might have thought that Ling Tang had ulterior motives.

cold? The heating in the banquet hall was turned on so much, and she actually said she was cold? This woman is really tough-talking.

Shen Peizhi's heart was filled with hatred, but he was very honest physically. He quickly took off his suit jacket and threw it on her.

When the lights came on again, the fur shawl that Ling Tang was wearing had already reached Shen Peizhi's arms. She was wearing a black suit. Sitting there, it was impossible to tell that she and Zhong Xinyue were wearing the same clothes.

Si Guanyu came on stage, holding Zhong Xinyue's hand with an affectionate look on his face.

His tender voice came from the speaker, "Yueyue, I will be good to you forever."

"Grandpa, please feel free to leave Yueyue to me."

Under the stage, there was another thunderous applause.

But this time, Shen Peizhi didn't applaud. He tilted his head, looked at Ling Tang, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I'm curious, has he said love words to you like this before?"

Hearing this, Ling Tang felt a chill. This man was really mean. He clearly didn't want her to be related to Si Guanyu, but he still asked her such a question.

She curved her lips and smiled, denying, "No, I don't like to listen to love words."

But in fact, the love letters Si Guanyu gave her from high school, stacked together, were almost half as tall as her.

Shen Peizhi's eyes dimmed and he cursed, "Liar!"

Ling Tang decided to remind Shen Peizhi that he also had a past that he could not bear to look back on.

"Mr. Shen, please don't forget that the giant bouquet of roses you gave me two years ago and the few earthy love words you copied from Baidu are not as real as someone else's words."

When Shen Peizhi heard this, the memory of his death suddenly attacked him, making him feel ashamed.

He coughed a few times and applauded along with the audience below.

After the ceremony was the cocktail party, Lingtang was not in the mood at all. After all, she was still wearing a suit jacket, and others would soon discover the fact that she was wearing the same clothes.

"I want to go back."

But Shen Peizhi didn't seem to want to leave. He smiled and gave her another suggestion, "You can go to the bathroom and come out after it's over."

"..." Ling Tang's eyes almost rolled to the sky, "I don't want to."

"Then kiss me and I will promise you."

Lingtang was dumbfounded at his request. This was someone else's engagement ceremony. How could he have the nerve to make such a shameless request in public.

She smiled angrily, "Are you still shameless?"

"Why do you want face? It's better to ask for your ecstasy."

Under the warm yellow light, Shen Peizhi's eyes fell on her face with an evil smile.

Just as Ling Tang was about to curse, his lips had already pressed down, and his smooth tongue penetrated her mouth. The next second, her waist was already held by him.

Ling Tang's eyes widened, and he clenched his hands into fists and hit him on the chest, hoping that he would stop this behavior.

In public, she didn't want to be the laughing stock of everyone.

The kiss ended quickly. When Shen Peizhi let go of her, her lips were still stained with her lipstick, which was a slightly conspicuous warm maple color.

He tilted his head, with a provocative smile on his face, "Mr. Si, Miss Zhong, congratulations to both of you."

Ling Tang was stunned and followed Shen Peizhi's gaze. It turned out that Si Guanyu and Zhong Xinyue had appeared in front of them without knowing it, holding wine glasses.

The intention of this kiss was too obvious!

Zhong Xinyue raised her wine glass with a standard smile on her face, "Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen are in a very good relationship! Are you still so loving after being married for two years?"

Shen Peizhi put his arm around Ling Tang's waist again and pulled her into his arms, "I'm sorry for making you two laugh."

Ling Tang smiled with difficulty and said hello to Zhong Xinyue, "Miss Zhong, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Mrs. Shen," Zhong Xinyue smiled slightly, looked her up and down, and the smile gradually solidified at the corners of her lips.

Ling Tang's expression changed instantly. It seemed that she had obviously noticed that the clothes she was wearing were the same style as hers.

As expected, Zhong Xinyue's meaningful voice came to Lingtang's ears, "Mrs. Shen, we are really destined to be together."

Ling Tang smiled sharply and said nothing.

Si Guanyu noticed her embarrassment and his eyes fell on her. After a while, he looked away and raised the champagne in his hand to signal.

"Thank you Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen for coming to our engagement banquet. Please help yourself."

The two left quickly. After they left, Ling Tang broke away from Shen Peizhi's arm, turned around, and left the banquet hall.

The stretched Rolls-Royce was driving slowly on the road, the front and rear fenders had been raised, and loud music was playing in the car.

The driver in the front seat concentrated on controlling the speed of the car and turned a deaf ear to the occasional ambiguous sounds coming from the back seat.

Lingtang's hands pinched the leather seat, leaving deep nail marks. She bit her lip hard and tried not to make a sound.

Shen Peizhi pinched her waist, his movements getting wider and wider.

On the floor lay the torn pearl dress, his suit jacket, and the fur shawl.

After it was over, Shen Peizhi picked up his suit jacket, threw it on Ling Tang, and then leaned on the seat, quickly returning to his sanctimonious hypocrite appearance.

Ling Tang gritted his teeth, slowly put on his clothes, and wrapped his coat around his body, "Shen Peizhi, can you be a human being?"

With almost no hesitation, the man blurted out, "No."

Lingtang squeezed her suit jacket tightly, her fingertips turned white, and there were tears in her eyes, "How on earth did I offend you, allowing you to insult me ​​over and over again."

"Insult?" Shen Peizhi smiled sarcastically, and the chill in his eyes grew stronger, "When I ran away from marriage to find your old lover, why didn't you think of it as an insult to me?"

Si Guanyu was a thorn in his heart, and he was very worried about it.

Lingtang thought this man was sick. If he cared so much, why did he insist on marrying her? Why do you have to keep her by your side? Isn’t it good to let each other go?