Liang Xianzhong took a step forward and grabbed it. He was raising his eyes to see Jiang Lingyun climbing the tree.
"Ruo Qing, what are you doing? Today is our wedding day. I'm your fiance. Can't you do this to me?"
Wen ruoqing looked at Liang Xianzhong and broke his hand.
"Liang Xianzhong, I'm sorry. I don't love you. I'll compensate you for the loss caused by the cancellation of today's wedding."
To her, this man is a stranger.
She has been pampered since childhood. Although she feels guilty about him, this is her. She can do whatever she wants. It's no big deal to compensate him a little more money.
Looking at Wen ruoqing's light tone, Liang Xianzhong only felt the depression in his heart rushing towards his head.
He grasped Wen ruoqing's arm tightly again, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger.
"Compensate me? Wen ruoqing, do you know how important this wedding is to me? Do you know how embarrassed I am when you do this?"
"What do you want? Liang Xianzhong, you hurt me. Please let go."
Wen ruoqing frowned and earned hard, but Liang Xianzhong held him tighter.
"I don't want to do anything. If it's true, either let the farce stop, or..."
"Hiss! It hurts! Liang Xianzhong, I repeat, please let go."
If Wen ruoqing is pinched, the sound line cools down.
Liang Xianzhong held her arm tightly, but she still didn't let go.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, Liang Xianzhong only felt a pain in his hand, and the man had been overturned on the ground.
The hand seems to be unconscious and can't move.
Liang Xianzhong snorted stiffly, and his forehead was instantly covered with sweat.
He looked at a man in black standing on the side of wenruoqing, with a pair of black eyes full of the meaning of killing.
Is this the dark Wei of Wen ruoqing?
He finally saw it today.
"Xiao Hei, I'm fine. Untie the acupoints for him and hide."
Wen ruoqing patted the man in black on the shoulder and motioned him not to come out to frighten people.
Xiao Heiwei nodded, strode to Liang Xianzhong, patted him on the shoulder twice, and then turned around. He didn't know where he had gone.
Liang Xianzhong only felt a huge pain in his arm, and then his hand returned to normal.
Really fierce.
Wen ruoqing walked slowly to Liang Xianzhong, "Liang Xianzhong, I said I would compensate you. You can mention whatever conditions you want, but I won't marry you."
"Any conditions can be mentioned? What if I want 30% equity of Wenjia?"
Liang Xianzhong got up slowly, reached out and pushed the lens, gasping slightly.
Why do they think he agreed to join the literary family?
It's not because he can enter Wen's enterprise, so as to realize the goal of others step by step.
But now, if Wen ruoqing breaks the contract, he will have nothing.
Compensation?
A stranger, he doesn't really think how much they will compensate him!
"Do you want 30% of the equity of the Wenjia family? Boy, do you have a big appetite?"
The voice of the middle-aged man sounded, and there was a trace of weakness in the shock.
Wen ruoqing tilted his head and walked quickly towards the visitor.
"Dad, you're not in good health. I asked you to go in and have a rest. Why did you come out again?"
The visitor is Wen ruoqing's father, who is sitting in a wheelchair and pushed by his personal assistant.
He was in such poor health that he couldn't stand at the beginning of the wedding.
So Wen ruoqing asked his assistant to take him back to rest.
I didn't expect him to come out again.
Wenchang and looked at Wen ruoqing with a face of doting and helplessness.
"Qing'er, you are naughty again! What's the matter? Are you going to change the groom?"
My daughter's temperament is really out of her mind.
It's just his habitual temper from childhood, and he supports it unconditionally.