Chapter 167

Feng Jing was speechless.

If the wedding can be cancelled, will he catch up with the airport?

Some time ago, Jiang Shiwei lost his eldest brother. He still remembered how terrible it had become. If he disappeared again, it was estimated that he would be tortured to death. Therefore, he decided to catch up with him regardless of what his eldest brother thought.

Seeing that he didn't speak, as if second uncle Jiang guessed, he sneered: "he's going to marry someone else and bully us slightly. There's such a reason in the world?"

"Second Lord, brother really likes sister-in-law's smashing."

"Sorry, I'm blind and didn't see it!" second uncle Jiang said sarcastically. When Feng Jing was about to say something, he heard a warm and cool voice behind him: "Mr. Feng, stop talking, I won't go back with you."

"Sister-in-law smashed!" Feng Jing was almost crying after listening to this sentence.

"Mr. Feng, please!" Uncle Jiang made an invitation gesture. The meaning of seeing off the guests was very obvious. Feng Jing looked at Jiang Shiwei again, and the meaning of bottom of his eyes was very obvious.

When he turned around, Jiang Shiwei faintly left a sentence: "my fate with him has ended. Please stop pestering president Feng. From now on, I will go back to the bridge with him and follow the way."

Second uncle Jiang also followed up: "slightly."

Until the person was sent to the boarding gate, Jiang Shiwei said, "second uncle, don't send it. I'm going to get on the plane soon."

In fact, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the person who sends the plane to come in, but Uncle Jiang's ticket is also today, so he can come in and send Jiang Shiwei.

He reached out and hugged Jiang Shiwei. He whispered, "have a safe trip."

"Thank you, uncle. You too."

Waving his hand, Jiang Shiwei turned and walked towards the boarding gate. Just turned around, tears had completely fallen. This time, it was really over.

In the bride's lounge, after hanging up the phone, Jiang Shuyu looked at Nan tingliao uneasily, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little cautious.

At that moment, she clearly looked at Nan tingliao holding the door handle, as if she could sink her nails deeply.

How could such a handsome man standing at the top of the pyramid reveal such great loneliness and sadness, except Jiang Shiwei.

Except she can make him like this.

At that moment in his heart, there suddenly appeared a lot of inexplicable emotions. If he had married him, would he like her now?

This reading head is like a flower slowly blooming from the branches in spring. Inch by inch, it takes away her reason and makes her paranoid and crazy!

She hesitated for a while before suppressing those thoughts, frowned and whispered, "brother Nan, I'm sorry."

Nan tingliao seemed to be in a trance. The man's delicate jade face showed a trace of desolation: "excuse me, what?"

She moved her lip and squeezed out a sentence: "I didn't know my eldest sister would say that. Maybe she was just talking angry. Just explain it to her and explain it clearly."

"No."

The man waved his hand lazily. His expression had recovered the usual wind and cloud. At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang. He looked down at the mobile phone.

In a short line of words, he seemed to have spent his whole life trying to understand what it meant.

Jiang Shuyu stood next to him. He obviously felt that the momentum of the man had changed. It was cold like an air conditioner. Almost everything around him was frozen and turned into desolation.

The man's dark eyes rolled with layers of swirls, black can't see to the end.

For a moment, Jiang Shuyu suspected that someone would drown in that whirlpool.

"Brother Nan, what's the matter?" she tried to look up at his mobile phone, but Nan tingliao took back his mobile phone in an instant. She didn't see a word on the screen.

Nan tingliao tightly pursed his lips, his proud chin was like a knife cut, showing an unspeakable coolness, and the haze in his eyes was like the coldest weather in winter.

"Nothing," he said after staying for two seconds. He looked as indifferent as a wave, but his eyes still showed some cool emotions.

The message was from Jiang Shiwei. There was only one sentence. She said, I wish you a happy wedding. The contract is over.

She thought his marriage to her was just a contract? I want to divorce when I say divorce.

Without my permission, Jiang Shiwei, you can't escape. Don't want to leave me all your life.

At this time, the door of the lounge suddenly knocked. Zhan Bei, who had always been calm, said in panic: "no, Mr. Nan, something's wrong."

"That's what I used to teach you?"

Listening to the man's leisurely tone, Zhan Bei also realized that he had lost his attitude. He took a deep breath and suppressed those chaotic emotions in his heart. Then he said calmly: "there was an accident in Mingming. The car fell into the river from the viaduct. Now it has been sent to the hospital. His life and death are unknown."

"Ah, what's the matter? Is brother Mingming okay?" Jiang Shuyu asked flustered, looking very concerned about Mingming's injury.

"Say." Rao is Nan tingliao, who has always been on top of the mountain without changing his face. At this moment, his voice is also slightly shaking. Jiang Shuyu looks at the man's appearance and can't help but stretch out his small hand to cover his hand.

But in a flash, the man seemed to notice and took out his hand.

Jiang Shuyu's eyes darkened, and then covered up his gaffe.

"Mingming went to chase his wife today, but he didn't expect that the car would have an accident. That guy's driving skills are better than anyone. How could an accident happen?" this is what Zhanbei can't figure out.

Ming Ming and Zhan Bei have been partners fighting side by side for many years. They have been loyal to Nan tingliao since they knew him. They have done a lot for him over the years.

Although Zhan Bei likes to bully him at ordinary times, he really has an accident. He feels worse than anyone else.

"That tiny, does she have anything?" Nan tingliao didn't know how to ask this sentence.

Zhan Bei was stunned and then reacted. What did he mean? Everyone's task is different today. It's clear that the most important task is to take Jiang style to the wedding site.

Now it is clear that something has happened. President Nan will certainly care about his wife's whereabouts.

"Madam is at the airport now."

"When did she book the air ticket?" the woman hid such a big thing from herself. What does she want to do, or is he so untrustworthy of her trust?

Does she think he will marry Jiang Shuyu?

Thinking of this, Nan tingliao felt a pain at the bottom of his heart, but he calmly said, "why didn't anyone report this to me?"

"Madam's name is not on the list..."

"Forget it." if Jiang Shiwei wanted to hide it from him, he would not let Zhan Bei find it out, not to mention second uncle Jiang.

This man is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He pressed the faint pain in the middle of his eyebrows: "go and find out the cause of the accident, no matter how much it costs."

The tone of Nan tingliao was dark, with a gorgeous cold.

"Yes, President Nan."

After Zhan Bei went out, Nan tingliao stared at a place without saying a word, while Jiang Shuyu looked at the man's gloomy face nervously and hesitated for a long time before he said, "brother Nan, if there is such a big thing, will today's wedding be held?"