The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

With the comfort and company of her lover, Tang Qiaoer soon fell asleep in Shen Jingjue's arms again.

When she woke up again, it was bright outside. A gentle breeze blew the gauze curtains beside the window frame, and the warm sunlight shone lazily on her. The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere and the unique fragrance of plants in the forest country.

what a wonderful day.

But she could not enjoy this refreshing and peaceful scenery with her lover.

Tang Qiaoer sighed softly, feeling a pang of bitterness in her heart.

After she got up and washed, she sat on the balcony, basking in the sun and daydreaming quietly.

"Girl, what are you thinking about?" Tang Qiu brought the breakfast he had made himself and came to see his sister with a smile.

"elder sister!"

Tang Qiaoer looked at the rich and delicious food on the table. She was originally a greedy cat, but she had no appetite at all, but she still forced a smile, "Wow... It smells so good, I can tell at a glance that this is your craftsmanship, sister.

My sister is a great cook, her cooking skills are comparable to Aunt Rou's! Since you married into Sen Country, I have lost my appetite. I haven't had the honey-glazed barbecued pork and five-grain fragrant fish you made for a long time."

"Wait until Jingwei, and when eldest brother, fourth brother and your brother-in-law come back from their work, I'll cook for you. I've asked the kitchen to prepare the ingredients, and we'll kill the fish right away." Tang Qiu was rubbing his hands, unable to wait any longer.

As the first lady, she has always been mature, calm and elegant in front of the people.

Only in front of family members does he reveal his lively and smart side.

"My sister is talented and virtuous. This blessing is reaped by my brother-in-law."

Tang Qiaoer picked up the sandwich, opened her red lips, and reluctantly took a small bite. "If I were a man, I would definitely marry you. No one could compete with me."

"If you were a man, you would still be my brother. If you married me, the Tang family would be in chaos!"

The two sisters chatted and laughed for a while, and Tang Qiaoer's sandwich was still full.

"Qiaoqiao, do you have no appetite?"

Tang Qiu was related to her by blood, and he could see through the sadness in her brow. He stood behind her and gently hugged her thin shoulders. "Don't worry, they have made precise deployments. All police forces have gone to the direction of the wedding venue. The nearby streets have also been blocked and evacuated. Your brother-in-law is afraid that a fight will break out and innocent residents will be hurt."

"Wedding scene?"

Tang Qiaoer's eyebrows twisted into the shape of a "川" character and she held her sister's hand. "At such a critical and sensitive time, Xie Jinhuan wants to hold such an eye-catching wedding for his subordinates?"

For some reason, her heart skipped a beat and she felt something was wrong.

Tang Qiu held his sister's hand tightly, his eyes flashing with sharpness, and his mood was a little depressed:

"Such a high profile, rampant, and crazy behavior is actually in line with Xie Jinhuan's personality."

"But he's different from the Xie Jinhuan I know."

Tang Qiaoer blinked her beautiful eyes in surprise, "When he was in Shengjing, he was low-key and introverted, not showing off, and even killed his brother and sister without dirtying his hands. Even Director Xie died because of him, but every time, he was able to escape unscathed.

He is vicious and cunning, never putting himself in such a prominent position, and pretending to be gentle and kind in front of others. Such arrogance is really not his style. "

"But in Sen Country, he can be said to be a lawless person who does all kinds of evil."

Tang Qiu's eyes were stern, and he still had lingering fears. "The dark soil of Sen Country is a hotbed that nourishes his crimes. He escaped from here and returned to China as the fourth young master of the Xie family with a clean identity. Naturally, he had to keep a low profile, bide his time, and develop in secret, so that he could gradually expand his power and swallow up the entire Xie Group in one fell swoop."

Tang Qiaoer also felt that what her sister said made sense, but she was still nervous.

"Qiaoqiao, don't be afraid, sister is with you."

Tang Qiu pinched her fair little face and said, "Eat well. I'll take you to the Presidential Palace to enjoy the flowers, okay?"

"Sister, you are so silly. I'm not a child, but you still try to coax me the way you coax a child." Tang Qiaoer pouted, looking very cute and adorable.

Tang Qiu hugged her soft body and rocked her back and forth, "You, in your sister's eyes, will always be a baby who never grows up!"

……

Following Xie Jinhuan's instructions, Tan Le held the wedding in a famous church in the capital of Sen State.

As early as three days ago, the area was cleared and no one was allowed to enter the outside areas and courtyards.

Although he was going to be a groom, Tan Le's heart felt like it was being roasted on fire. He felt indescribable pain and discomfort.

He didn't want any wedding at all. He just wanted to take Shu Yan away from Sen Country as quickly as possible and fly away!

Today, the sun is shining brightly.

The church seemed to be surrounded by an invisible haze.

The church was filled with Xie Jinhuan's men. They had expressionless faces, like clay puppets coming off an assembly line. They were there just to support the newlyweds and complete the tasks assigned by their boss.

Shu Yan and Tan Le are both orphans, with no relatives or friends.

There seemed to be a foreshadowing in the dark.

This newlywed couple is destined not to be blessed.

Shu Yan was wearing a pure white floor-length wedding dress and delicate makeup. Although she was beautiful, it could not hide her pale and haggard face, and her dejected mood.

Tan Le stood beside her in a suit and tie, gazing at his lover. His expression eased slightly and he finally revealed a happy smile.

Even if everything is fake, ruthless, bloody and brutal.

But it was real that the woman he had loved for many, many years finally married him.

"Mr. Groom, are you willing to marry this beautiful girl next to you? Regardless of sickness or health, poverty or wealth in the future, are you willing to spend your life with her hand in hand, forever?" the pastor asked Tan Le.

Tan Le's voice was trembling with excitement. He tightly grasped Shu Yan's cold hand and answered in a resounding voice:

"I am willing!"

These three short words carry a man's sincere and strong love.

But Shu Yan's eyes were calm, like a dry well. She didn't even have the mood to cooperate with him in this last scene or to give him a perfunctory performance.

The priest looked at the complaining bride:

"Excuse me, bride, are you willing to marry this handsome young man next to you? Regardless of sickness or health, poverty or wealth in the future, are you willing to hold hands with him for the rest of his life, forever?"

Tan Le looked at her expectantly.

Time passes by, minute by minute, second by second.

But Shu Yan still stood there with empty eyes and a stiff thin back, remaining silent.

The people in the audience looked at each other in bewilderment.

Tan Le frowned, pinched her fingers, and urged in a low voice:

"Ayan, speak up."

Shu Yan's dark eyes were in a trance for a moment, her lips trembled slightly, and she spoke slowly:

"I……"

Suddenly, there was a violent commotion outside the heavy door.

The next second, the two door panels fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.

As if they were connected by telepathy, Shu Yan's heart beat violently, and she looked back in shock.

In full view of everyone, Bai Jinfei stood in a dazzling light and shadow that shook the world. His handsome face was arrogant and wild, and his eyes were deep dark red, always with a bit of indifference.

The black windbreaker flutters in the wind, and he looks as powerful as a cheetah or a tiger, unstoppable.

But the moment he sees the one he loves, all his sharpness turns into deep tenderness.

Bai Jinfei looked at Shu Yan's tearful eyes, smiled gently, and answered for her:

"She doesn't want to!"