Chapter 2109

Many people think that the person Liao Shuifen hates most is Lu Xiucheng.

But when Yin Jinhua confesses her identity, God knows that this is the person Liao Shuifen hates most.

The experience of ancient tombs at the bottom of the river is even more terrible than nightmares, which was planned by granny Yin to please Luxiu city.

At that time, it was Yin Jinhua who convinced Lu Xiucheng: since Liao Shuifen doesn't care about you at all, let her go whether she is dead or alive. To die in Gao Fei's hands is also her best end.

Lu Xiucheng calculated Liao Shuifen just to get her.

Yin Jinhua's behavior is to push her to death - an unusual death.

So strictly speaking, Yin Jinhua is the person that Liao Shuifen hates most.

After feeling Liao Shuifen's strong hatred, Yin Jinhua didn't care. She just forced her to move on, giggling and whispering, "I know you hate me more than everyone. Even when Xiucheng proposed to you, you had already thought about it. "

"What do I have in mind?"

Liao Shuifen knows that no matter how much he hates yinjinhua, he hopes her to die in vain. He can only be carried away by her.

"You will find a suitable opportunity. For example, on the wedding night tonight, you will negotiate with Xiucheng, claiming that if he wants to get your heart, he will kill me."

Yin Jinhua face, still with a charming smile.

Liao Shuifen bit his lower lip hard and didn't speak.

In fact, she did think so. Although she also knew that Lu Xiucheng would never agree to her terms, she was just forced to marry him now. It's a plaything to put it mildly. Don't think that if you get married, you can take up the airs of a young grandmother and do this and that.

Yin Jinhua also knew that, so she was more proud with a smile and said softly: "but I advise you, it's better to die this heart. Because you never know how important I am in the young master's mind. "

Liao Shuifen looks back.

Surrounded by elegance, Yan Dongwu and others, Lu Xiucheng followed her more than ten meters away. His face was in high spirits, with a big laugh and a clear heart. It can be seen that he was very happy.

"At most, you are just the most effective running dog under him. How important can you be with a nanny at most?"

Liao Shuifen turned around and gave a cold hum.

"You're not quite right. I'm not only the nanny he grew up with, but also his best man and his woman. "

Yin Jin Hua Dun, voice lower, but very clear, repeated: "well, it's his woman, the only woman he has at present."

Cold feeling, suddenly let Liao water powder hit a soul stirring, but also accompanied by nausea symptoms.

"So Xiucheng will never do anything to me. I want to tell you that even if you marry her, I am the real hostess in this family. You are just one of his goals. When he finally achieves his goal, he will find that it's just so. Compared with me, it's a little bit worse, and he will soon be tired of you - at that time, it's time for you to suddenly fall ill and die. "

Yin Jinhua's voice is like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

Liao Shuifen opened his mouth, but he felt his voice dry and could not say a word.

"You can tell Xiucheng what I told you. But I don't think he will care, because he knows who is the woman who loves him the most in the world. "

When Yin Jinhua said this, she said with a smile: "Miss Liao, oh, no, I have to call my wife. Watch your step, madam. It's time for us to go up the steps. "

Villa living room to the door of the distance is very far, full of about 300 meters, so can let Yin Jinhua say all her heart.

From the day when she became a woman in Lu Xiucheng and fell in love with him, Yin Jinhua didn't want him to contact any other women.

He is her, only her, which no one can change.

Even if Lu Xiucheng's own father, heipao, appeared, she was ordered to untie the young man's evil spirit planted on Lu Xiucheng, and let him return to his own and free body to marry Liao Shuifen.

All my life, yin and Jin never dared to disobey the will of black robe.

But this time, she for love, with practical action, bravely issued his own voice: Xiucheng is mine, except for me, no one wants to touch him, no one wants to order me to leave him, split us!

Forced by the power of the black robe, Yin Jinhua unties Lu Xiucheng's evil spirit of the youth, and allows him to be with the woman he loves freely and freely - but on the premise that the woman has to live and be favored by Lu Xiucheng.

Even if this woman is Liao Shuifen, she has been loved by Lu Xiucheng since she was 13 years old.

Even tonight is their wedding night.

Liao Shuifen will die, too.

Die before the wedding night.

No matter how much Lu Xiucheng loves Liao Shuifen, it seems that he doesn't want to talk to a corpse?

If he does that, Yin Jinhua thinks that he can be allowed to "sail" once. Anyway, he will soon return to her warm arms. It should be his biggest wish since he was 13 years old.

Heipao controls yinjinhua and her mind, but she can't control her love for Lu Xiucheng... Even if heipao knows that she killed Liao Shuifen, she won't do anything about her.

After all, she is the right hand of heipao. She has helped Lu Xiucheng manage the broken army over the years. She is also the best assistant after heipao's return. No matter how serious mistakes she made, she can be forgiven.

Yin Jinhua holds Liao Shuifen's hand, delicate, smooth and cool, which makes her have an obvious illusion of being entangled by poisonous snakes. When she steps up a step, she finally gives out a shaking voice: "you, you want to kill me?"

"In fact, as early as seventeen years ago, when Xiucheng looked at you with crazy love in her eyes, you should die. You've lived so many years now, and you've made money. What's more, I think your heart is dead now. If it wasn't for your brother, how could you be here? "

Yin Jinhua helped Liao Shuifen into the living room and said, "well, why can't I help you? Say, you should thank me just right, because a person who wants to die, always bad to oneself

"Thank you."

Liao Shuifen, who stopped for a moment at the door, said these two words to Yin Jinhua.

"You're welcome. That's what I should do."

Yin Jinhua smiles and shakes her head. It's very elegant, especially when she sees the big red word "Xi" on the door.

Liao Shuifen also subconsciously looks at the big red happy word, and suddenly understands why Yin Jinhua has this look: she regards Lu Xiucheng's wedding to Liao Shuifen as her own wedding.

She should have been looking forward to this moment for many years, right?

Yin Jinhua is the bridesmaid of the bride today, but in her heart, it's her who will worship Lu Xiucheng later, not Liao Shuifen.

The living room space of the villa is not too large, that is, more than 200 square meters. The sofa and other furniture have been removed. There are four tables, two tables on the left and two tables on the right. It seems that there are not too many guests today.

The living room is facing the back wall of the door. There is a simple style chair with a red cushion on it. It should be the place where Lu Xiucheng's father, heipao, sits.

There are two chairs on the east side of the chair.

There are many colored flags hanging above, but there is no red lantern which is the most common in traditional Chinese weddings. Instead, a foreign priest in a black robe stands beside the chair, holding a thick Bible in his hand.

Feisi, nondescript, strange atmosphere, is the main color of the wedding.

With Liao Shuifen coming into the room, a middle-aged and old man in a black robe and mandarin jacket, with a delicate face, walks slowly down the stairs on the second floor.

Two beautiful girls in white dresses followed him, each holding a silver plate.

The woman on the left, with white hair and eyebrows, added more weird color to the wedding.

After seeing this woman, Liao Shuifen quickly guessed who she was: red dust from Baodao.

Besides, isn't that girl Xing Yasi of Yan family?

It turned out that what I heard was true. Xing Yasi really came from a cult.

However, since she dares to show up today, it shows that those people have begun to use the strategy. Liao Shuifen thinks so in his heart. After glancing at Hongchen and Xing Yasi, he puts his eyes on heipao again.

It has to be said that heipao is definitely a beautiful man, which is more appreciated by women than Lu Xiucheng, especially the condescending temperament, which makes Liao Shuifen can't help but droop his eyes.

If the black robe is changed into a suit and appears at the high-level social cocktail party, it will definitely attract a number of ladies and young girls to give him a sneak look.

In this world, there are always some men who have enviable temperament and demeanor. They will not lose anything with the increase of age. On the contrary, they are just like the wine that has been precipitated for decades. People just need to sniff it, and they will be intoxicated.

At this time, Lu Xiucheng quickly welcomed him, slightly bent down, and called his father.

With a smile on her pretty face, she nodded slightly and walked slowly to the chair. She sat down with a golden sword.

After asking for instructions with his eyes, the priest turned to Liao Shuifen with the Bible in his arms.

At this time, Lu Xiucheng, accompanied by the best man, stood to the left of Liao Shuifen and naturally took her left hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the wedding of Mr. Lu Xiucheng and Miss Liao Shuifen."

The priest not only blesses the couple, but also takes on the role of master of ceremonies.

After a few simple greetings, the priest began to invite Liao Shuifen's family members.

Lu Xiucheng took the lead in looking at the stairs.

Liao Shuifen followed his eyes and looked up. He saw that accompanied by two big black suit men, Liao Wusi and he Mingzhu came out of the same room.

"Wusi, Pearl!"

After seeing them two, Liao Shuifen subconsciously wants to walk past, but Lu Xiucheng raises his hand to stop him. He smiles and says softly, "sister fan, don't worry. They're OK."

Liao Wusi's face was pale, his beard was ragged, his hair was in a mess, and his clothes were very new.

As soon as he walked out of the room and saw his elder sister condescending, Liao Wusi's face immediately became obviously painful.

As a man of seven feet, he is usually so arrogant that he should be a man of the new generation of the Liao family. But now he wants his sister to sacrifice her happiness (life) to save him. He really wants to die now.

He Mingzhu took his hand and gently clenched it, indicating that he should keep calm: she was not afraid of death, but she had to worry about her baby.

In fact, if it wasn't for the worry about he Mingzhu's children, how could he be willing to be held hostage because of Liao Wusi's arrogance?

He would rather die than hurt his sister.

Painfully closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Liao Wusi had recovered his peace.