Addicted to Marriage: The Black-bellied President Billions of Love

Song Zhanmian looked at the people around him, obviously extremely angry, but he couldn't speak a word.

Song Juan obviously came prepared.

Not to mention that she will lose the big umbrella of the Song family after signing, even Aoli may not continue to live with her.

But if she doesn't sign, she is doomed to have no future to speak of.

"Song Juan, are you going to treat me like this? I'm your own sister." Song Zhanmian tried to play the emotional card.

Song Juan clasped his fists calmly and kept a certain distance from her: "Sister, you are an adult and should be responsible for your actions. Does it have anything to do with you being my sister?"

"You!" Song Zhanmian gasped, "You treat me like this, does grandpa know?"

Song Juan asked back, "Do you think that even if Grandpa knows, he will stand by your side?"

Song Zhanmian was speechless immediately.

She really wasn't sure that Song Ming would be on her side.

Song Ming didn't like her since he was a child, that old guy would rather like an outsider than see her.

Looking for grandpa is of no use at all.

What's more, he now has dementia.

"Miss, the young master will have a meeting later, please hurry up." The secretary received the signal from Song Juan's eyes, handed her the pen domineeringly and urged her.

Song Zhanmian gave him a vicious look.

The secretary pretended not to see it, "Mr. Aoli is afraid that if he doesn't go to see a doctor, he will die."

Song Zhanmian looked behind him, then at Yu Dong who was trembling at this moment, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only grit his teeth and sign the letter.

At any rate, get the money in her hands first, and then she will make a long-term plan.

Song Juan watched the secretary put away the contract. After a while, he looked at her meaningfully, then at Yu Dong, got up and left.

The bodyguards took away the blood drawn from Aoli's body.

In the living room, only Song Zhanmian's endless cursing was left.

No one felt sympathy for her.

After leaving the Song family, the secretary was in charge of driving, "Master, what should we do with the blood?"

"In the name of Chu Youzhou, send him to the hospital." Song Juan said lightly.

"Yes."

Song Juan thought of something else, and asked again: "Is the gift for Chu Youzhou ready?"

"Well, it's ready. It's the wedding gift you prepared for her back then. Shall we send it now?"

"No need." Song Juan rubbed his temples, he knew that even if he wanted to see him now, Lu Ye probably wouldn't let them meet.

What's more, he has other plans.

After a while, he said again: "Go and pay Yue Na. Give this to her."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, not understanding, "Young master, Mrs. Lu probably won't accept this if I give it to Miss Fu."

"Then see if she really wants to marry me." Song Juan closed his eyes wearily.

Seeing him closing his eyes, the secretary had no choice but to stop asking, and drove away immediately.

Compared with the rush of the last wedding, this time, Chu Youzhou is much more familiar with the road.

Moreover, because of Ye Duohai's participation in the whole process, she has almost nothing to do, just choose the things she likes.

Wearing a custom-made wedding dress, looking at herself in the mirror, Chu Youzhou felt strange.

It's been a long time since she dressed up like this?
She seemed to have forgotten when was the last time she dressed up to attend.

Zhu Xue enthusiastically helped her arrange the skirt: "Mrs. Lu is really beautiful. I don't think any of the artists signed by Boss Lu are as good-looking as you."