Chapter 1

At the gate of the five-star hotel, luxury cars gradually dispersed.

The bride, Tang Xiaoyan, was wearing a red cheongsam with exquisite hair ornaments and makeup. She was wearing red high heels. She was tall and her legs were slim and symmetrical. She was tired all day. Her eyes were a little tired in the morning, but there was no doubt that she was still the most beautiful woman tonight.

Seeing off the last guest, she hammered her sore arms and legs, breathed out, and headed for the honeymoon suite upstairs.

The door of the suite was unlocked and opened with a slight push. Her star eyes were slightly picked up. First she saw a sexy black inner garment of a woman, and then there was the noise of nasal hum. Then she had a closer look. The woman's scaly fingers shuttled through the thick black hair of a man and laughed at her.

So smug.

After the shock, anger erupted like lava in the bottom of my heart.

She stood at the door, as if she had been slapped twice, and pinched into the palm of Bai Nen's hand with her gorgeous nails.

Anger, brain a white, but electric light stone, she still took out the mobile phone continuous shutter, photographed this indecent scene.

Flash light up, the bed of the men and women's body slightly pause, she finally evoked a cool and beautiful smile: "you continue. I took this picture. "

Although walk natural and unrestrained, but in the end, or angry.

She was not angry at Fu Zihao's cheating, nor was she angry at Tang Ruan's inferiority. She was just angry that they had given her such humiliation.

The high-heeled shoes were abandoned by the roadside. The expensive gold ornament of fenghuangyufei on her head was removed by her whole son. The sharp butterfly hairpin was pulled out of the cold light by her under the street lamp, just like it was on Fu Zihao and Tang just like that pair of bitches!

In order to save her stepfather's business, she was forced to marry Fu Zihao, the most famous Playboy she had never met in the city, under the coercion and inducement of her mother. However, he and his mother-in-law, his legal sister, made a mess in her marriage bed.

What a funny and loud slap!

She is only twenty-two years old. She has not graduated from university. She has a wonderful dream about marriage and wants to dedicate her perfect body to her dearest husband on the wedding night.

Although Fu Zihao is not a good man, she didn't expect to be so shameless! Together they disillusioned all her delusions.

If she had known that, she would not have agreed to marry anything.

One breath ran to the moat river, Tang Xiaoyan's tears are still struggling to the whereabouts, the more wipe, the more fierce fall. The more forbearance, the faster the flow.

She told herself not to bow and not to cry, but it didn't help.

If they were all irrelevant to her, she could not care at all, but why was it Tang Wanru? Even if they were not related by blood, they were still legal sisters.

Is it not enough for Tang Wanru to rob her from childhood? Does she have to ignore etiquette, justice, shame and ethics, and even her husband has to get involved?

Can't she have something that really belongs to her?

Fu Zihao is also disgusting. His father's woman has to talk The thought of it made her sick.

However, she has no place to tell such humiliation. She lived in the Tang family for 15 years, thinking that she could finally start a new life. As a result, Tang Wanru gave her a knife and pushed her into the abyss.

Late at night by the moat, the cold wind was bleak. She was the only one with the golden hairpin, and she didn't know who to fight with.

On the other side of the moat is the city's famous red light district. The boat lights on the river are beautiful, the red boats are gently placed, and the music is sung at night, which has a certain charm of the Qinhuai River bank. The men and women of the red and white have no scruples to shuttle among them.

Married, after tonight, she is still a virgin, is this like it?

At this time, her back was suddenly hit, she rushed forward, almost fell into the river, finally grasped the railing, and was pulled from the back, then dangerously back to the shore, Tang Xiaoyan's anger completely broke out: "do you have eyes?"

But when she looked back, she was dumb to see the cold face that made Yuehua pale.

This man's unique face is very different from those men she usually sees.

She was in a daze, her body was pushed aside, almost fell to the ground, the beautiful picture disillusioned again.

"Well, what's the matter with you?" She stepped forward to argue.

"Get out of here!" The man roared again, sharp eyes jumped out of the sharp Mang, voice depressed, deep terrible. He didn't hide his disgust for Tang Xiaoyan.

Looking at his rapid breathing and flushed face, Tang Xiaoyan was a little uncertain for a moment. However, from his flighty steps and the almost burst blood vessels, her heart was clear.

Come forward, block his way, facing his disgusted eyes, she tried to prop up his not much full figure: "I can help you."

The man pushed her heavily again, gritting his teeth: "I, don't, need, want!" If necessary, why did he have to run all the way from the opposite side.

Tang Xiaoyan also gritted his teeth, looked at his figure, jumped up, and dragged him to the second-hand Hyundai car parked on the side of the road: "but, I, very, need, want!"