C69

The atmosphere in the room gradually fell into a deathly silence. The cold pressure that had no temperature suddenly dropped.

A man in a white tuxedo turned around from the window. On his chest was a small bunch of lily flowers, symbolizing his identity as the groom of today's day.

His indifferent gaze fell on Tang Sen. He was quiet for three seconds, then said calmly, "I already said before that we couldn't find any consequences. Do you want me to do it, or do you want me to do it yourself?"

There was no emotion on Townsend's face, but it was something he had expected. He immediately pulled out a black pistol from his black suit, the lines on his hard face tightening as he spoke from his throat.

"Today's wedding will not dirty your hands."

The man calmly looked at the spear, his eyes indifferent. "En."

It was so calm that it was as if what was about to appear before his eyes was nothing more than a normal sight, not a bloody scene that was about to be tainted with human blood.

Townsend hefted the pistol in his right hand and, considering the distance from the wedding site, took out a silencer and loaded it.

He held the pistol in his right hand, his index finger at the trigger, and the muzzle, unhesitatingly, against his outstretched left arm.

In the nick of time, there was a sudden heavy and hurried footsteps outside the door.

Tang Sen's brow furrowed. He quickly put the gun back into his suit and turned around to look at the door.

The expression on Gong Yan's face remained indifferent the entire time. Only when he saw a familiar face enter the room did the look in his eyes change slightly.

The man who entered had a hasty expression. He first looked at the man who stood quietly by the window and tensed up before bowing slightly. "Young Master Gong."

Then, he immediately said to Tang Sen, "Brother Sen, something happened. There was someone at the airport with Uncle Qin. They probably wanted to leave the country."

Hearing this, Gong Yan's black pupils contracted without being noticed, he was the first to ask, "Have you sent someone over?"

"We're on the way, and because Uncle Qin's men are always on guard, we don't dare to get too close. But we're too far away, so it's hard to see that woman's face, but according to the scene, her body shape and other characteristics are basically the same, it's very likely that she's really Miss Pei."

"Should I go now?" Townsend looked at the half-squinting man and turned to ask.

Under the fragmented sunlight, the man's slightly drooping black eyes flashed with several rays of dark light. It was so fast that no one could catch it.

"..."

On the roads of Mount Xiangshan and Mount Pan, a few marriage carriages moved forward in an orderly and steady manner.

Suzy sat in the back seat of the car and watched the scenery pass by. She couldn't stop her mood from becoming cheerful, as she swept away the gloom of the past few days.

She pressed down the window, and the morning sun, still less hot, poured into the carriage. The water drill on the white wedding dress reflected the sunlight with its gorgeous colors.

A cool breeze brushed against her face. She pursed her lips and slowly closed her eyes, feeling the sweetness in the air.

"Ding ~"

A short ringtone sounded out from the bag at his side.

Suzhi opened her eyes and turned around to look. Her fingers wrapped in white lace paused for a moment as she stretched them out.

His eyebrows were twitching uncontrollably. A strong feeling of unease slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.

The smile that had been hanging on her face just a second ago slowly faded. She pursed her lips and still found her cell phone in her bag.

The moment he opened the screen, he saw the unlisted number. The delicate face that was painted with exquisite makeup suddenly turned pale, and his eyes widened to the extreme.

His left hand, which had landed on the dress, was tightening and tightening, almost forming a bloody line that stained the white gloves.

After three seconds of silence, she pointed at the screen with trembling hands and then placed the phone to her ear.

"What do you want?" The calm voice didn't recognize the emotion, but she could feel the trembling in her voice. She pinched the white fuselage, as if she was about to crush the phone.

On the other side, the male voice first sneered a few times in a low voice. Only when a burst of coldness appeared on Su Zhizhi's body, did she slowly speak in an indifferent manner.

"What do you want? It's me who wants to ask you what you want, Zizi, or do you want to marry that man? "

The man laughed in an intermittent manner. Then, a furious roar that seemed as if it could shatter a woman's eardrums rang out, "Why!?"

Suzhi tightly closed her eyes, holding the phone but didn't open it. Her whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Her tears were on the verge of bursting out, but at the moment when she was about to cry, she forcefully held them back.

She couldn't cry. Today was her wedding day. She couldn't make a single mistake, couldn't make a single mistake.

She bit her lip, tears streaming down her long, thick eyelashes.

"Why?" She imitated the man's sneer, and a look of determination and sorrow crossed her face.

"The person I love is him, and the person I want to marry today is also him. If you really love me, then help me. If you want to destroy me, then try."

With that, she cut off the call without any hesitation before the man's voice could be heard again on the other end.

The phone vibrated again a second later.

She grabbed the phone and turned it off. She took a few more tissues to dry her eyes before looking at the driver in front of her with an expressionless face, "Regardless of whether you heard it or not, if this gets out, I'll ask for you."

Her voice was so cold and her eyes so intense that the driver, who was concentrating on driving, had to turn his head and answer carefully, "Yes, miss."

She leaned back in her chair and half turned her head to look out the window.

The sunlight was still as bright as it had been a few minutes ago, but the air was icy cold.

The few cars soon arrived at the Thousand Islands Manor and drove in slowly. Just as Suqi was about to open the car door to get off, a man who seemed to be keeping up with the scene ran over and knocked on the window.

Suzy rolled down the window, looked at the man, and frowned. "What's the matter?"

The man smiled apologetically, then said, "I'm sorry, Miss Su. The ceremony is about to begin, but Young Master Gong has not appeared and has already sent people to look for you. Please wait a moment, I'm sorry."

Suizhi listened, startled, then nodded slowly and closed the window again.

She quietly leaned against the back of the chair. The intense feeling of unease in her heart gradually intensified, and her expression became increasingly unsightly.

Never appeared... Why didn't he appear?

She didn't think a man had the sense of time to forget such an important moment, but if he hadn't, then he could only remember and not appear.

On this scorching summer day, thin beads of cold sweat appeared on Su Zhizhi's forehead, and her hands were cold as well. She was feeling uneasy and irritated at the same time.

"No …." "He definitely won't …" she murmured frantically.

It was hard to say whether he was comforting himself, or running away from something.