Chapter 271

Jin Beihan was at Song Yarong's side almost all the time.

When someone came to say hello, he politely introduced himself to others.

However, it just said Song Yarong's name, not his identity, but everyone knows that Jin Beihan is different today!

You know, Jin Beihan seldom attended banquets before. Even if he did, he almost never brought a female companion. He would only be accompanied by assistants or other people.

Because of this, Jin Beihan had a lot of other hobbies before. What's special? What's not close to women

In fact, it's not surprising that rumors spread like this. After all, Jin Beihan's unusual behavior really makes people curious.

Today, he brought a little beauty with him. Judging from their manners, their relationship was extraordinary.

For a moment, almost everyone was wondering who she was.

Naturally, song Yarong doesn't know what's going on. He just feels strange when others stare at him.

She subconsciously hid behind Jin Beihan, a little scared.

"Oh, isn't this lady beside Jin Shao? It's very pretty. "

Aware that song Yarong does not like contact with other people, Jin Beihan plans to take her to the corner, but did not expect someone to catch up.

His eyes sank slightly, and the man looked familiar.

Song Yarong also thinks this person is very familiar, but he can't remember who he is or where he seems to have met.

Subconsciously seizing Jin Beihan's clothes, song Yarong doesn't want to contact this person.

"Let's go."

Jin Beihan didn't say anything. He left with song Yarong. Zuomu on one side immediately stopped the people who were about to follow him. He said with a smile: "if you want to do it, why don't you think about where it is first?"

Many people can't stand Jin Beihan's arrogant attitude, but they can't do anything about it. The ability of Jin's group is clear to all. They can provoke people at will, either hurt or die. No one dares to oppose Jin Beihan in the market.

But they are still curious about the woman beside Jin Beihan.

"No?"

"Well, are weddings so tiring?" Song Yarong is a little curious. Before, she just felt tired of getting married, but she didn't expect to see people getting married now. It's really a rich world.

Jin Beihan said with a smile, "I'm not married. I don't know."

Song Yarong coughs and turns to one side. Xiao bao'er is with LAN mu. Everyone is waiting to be seated.

When the priest's voice remembered, they sat down in order.

Song Yarong can see that the parents of Guchi and LAN Mu should be sitting in the front. They look very serious, but there are too many people, some of them are not true.

The wedding officially began, blue Mu step by step toward Gucci, followed by little bao'er, where he scattered petals, with true or false blessings on his face.

When the wedding march starts, song Yarong doesn't know how her eyes are suddenly so sour. She subconsciously covers her eyes, but is caught by the people around her.

Song Yarong subconsciously looked at Jin Beihan: "what's the matter?"

"Take your time."

The man only said such a sentence, but did not let song Yarong understand what it means.

According to the process, the wedding comes step by step. When the flowers are finally held, LAN Mu seems to have specially aimed at Song Yarong and directly throws the flowers into her hands.

Everyone looked at Jin Beihan standing next to the woman, took the flowers directly and gave them to others. They all looked ugly.

"I'm so sorry. This one is married."

Regardless of other people's eyes, Jin Beihan directly embraces song Yarong's shoulder and announces their relationship in his arms.

Song Yarong's eyes stare, but she can't help getting up in her heart. She is so ecstatic that she admits her relationship in front of so many people. It's just like confession!

Song Yarong's ecstasy lasted until she came home, holding Jin Beihan's arm, and her emotion would never be hidden in front of Jin Beihan.

"So happy?"

"Uncle... I suddenly found that I like you so much."

Song Ya Rong said with a smile, blinking her eyes. She knew that she enjoyed drinking, but now she seems to have drunk too much. Holding Jin Bei Han's arm, she walks unsteadily.But I don't know, when the man heard that sentence, his eyes suddenly brightened, he directly grasped her shoulder, clasped her chin, and gave her a fierce kiss,

Zuo Mu was driving with them. Although he didn't know what it was like, he had to walk outside if he didn't go home at night, but that was the president. That was the president's wife. He couldn't care, Only dog food!

"Get out of the car. You go back on your own

Jin Beihan knocked on the door, let zuomu get off, and looked at the little woman with a red face in her arms. Her impulse was almost irresistible.

Zuomi just understood. He got out of the car and handed the car key to his president. Then he said something else: "president, there are clean clothes in the trunk and tissue in front..."

"Come on, cut the crap."

Jin Beihan directly takes song Yarong into the car, starts the car and drives to his home quickly.

Unable to get home successfully, Jin Beihan couldn't control himself. He directly parked the car several hundred meters away from the villa, put down the seat and jumped on it.

Song Yarong was frightened by the sudden attack. When she realized what the man was going to do in the car, she quickly grabbed his clothes: "uncle, don't be here..."

"Really not?"

Jin Beihan's hegemony made song Yarong a little afraid, but he could not resist at all.

Song Yarong was finally carried back by Jin Beihan, and the whole person was lazy and didn't want to move.

Jin Beihan took her to sleep.

When song Yarong woke up the next morning, he saw Jin Beihan trying to untie his clothes.

"Beast! Hooligans! Son of a bitch!! Asshole! " Song Yarong is lying in bed and wants to cry without tears. Now she is lamenting her salary infinitely. She has so many days to spare, and she has so many days to ask for leave. It is estimated that her salary during her internship is gone.

If you forget to design a dress by yourself, you will be tens of thousands of people every minute.

After a few days, song Yarong learned that Lan Mu and Gucci had taken little bao'er to their honeymoon. He couldn't help but feel envious. But this time, he didn't feel as envious as last time.

"Uncle, I want to go to the toilet!"

Open a voice, song Yarong called, the man's tall figure in a few seconds later appeared in the bedroom door, looking at her without expression: "get up."