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The audience was in an uproar. Furthermore, after a middle-aged woman heard what her daughter said, she suddenly stood up from her seat. Her face was pale. "Zhizhi, what are you talking about!"

Just as he finished speaking, he fainted from exhaustion while holding onto his forehead. Su Heng quickly caught him from the side.

The audience was in chaos.

Only the man on the stage watched all of this indifferently. That faintly discernible curve of his lips never faded from the start.

"Young Master Gong."

Townsend hurried from one side of the path to the scene. He saw the chaos below, and the strange man on the stage who was involved with the bride. He walked straight up to Miyake without stopping.

He lowered his voice as he said something, and a dignified expression appeared on his face.

After he finished speaking, the man's handsome face turned gloomy. He turned his head and cast a sidelong glance at him. "Have you figured it out?"

Tang Sen lowered his head heavily. A murderous aura emanated from him. "I've made things clear, but the madame has brought quite a few people with her. Our people do not dare to act rashly."

The man's well-defined lower jaw lines finally tensed up, and his thin lips formed a cold straight line.

In a split-second, he turned around without any hesitation and was about to walk down the stairs.

"Call everyone over."

"Yes."

Tang Sen was about to follow after him, but before he could react, a white figure had already passed him. The white figure flashed past him, and quickly walked down with the man's pace.

She wrapped her arms tightly around the man's waist as if she was afraid that if she let go, the man in front of her would disappear.

"Don't go, Yan-gege …" "Please, don't go. At least wait until the wedding is over. At least I can give you an explanation …"

Tears flowed freely down the man's cheeks that were pressed against his back. Very quickly, the man's clean white suit was drenched, leaving a faint stain of water.

Gong Yan lowered his head, looking at the two arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

"No!"

Sensing the man's strength on her arms, Su Qizhi tightened her arms even more and stuck close to the man.

The man's cold and handsome face was gradually covered with a layer of malice, as if his patience was being worn out bit by bit, and the strength of his subordinates was becoming more and more unruly.

"Let go!"

"I'm not letting go!" A woman's voice was naturally sharper than a man's. With this sound, Su Zhizhi's shriek once again attracted the attention of many people.

Immediately, quite a few people turned to look at where the two of them were standing.

The man pulled away a bit and she tightened her grip another inch. The difference in strength between men and women had always been great, but in this game, she actually held the upper hand.

Maybe it was because he was too afraid of losing them.

Perhaps, she also understood in her heart that as long as she let go, her relationship with a man would last until today.

She sobbed without a sound. The makeup on her face, which had become extremely delicate, was now like a palette that had been overturned. She looked extremely miserable.

Su Zhizhi sobbed loudly, but she endured the urge to speak in a good tone as she begged, "Yan-gege, please don't go …" When the wedding is over, I can explain to you that there really isn't anything going on between us. Nothing happened between us, it was all his fabrication, he wanted to frame me just to get me … "Don't listen to him, don't listen, okay …"

As Gong Yan listened to the incoherent woman stammering behind him, his face was already covered with a layer of frost. He expressionlessly moved his hands back to his sides.

The next second, he heard the man speak coldly, "Do you think that my IQ is low enough to be fooled by you, or, do you think that my temporary hearing loss can automatically shield the truth that you yourself have admitted?"

The woman's body shook heavily. Her pupils in her widened eyes contracted violently, and her eyes seemed to have lost focus for a moment.

She tried to explain. Her red lips opened and closed, but her mind was blank. Only tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

"Why are you still standing there?" Pull her away from me. "

Gong Yan felt the woman's body stiffen as he watched her. His expression regained its coldness. He then turned his head to glance at Tang Sen, who was standing at the side.

Tang Sen came back to his senses when he heard this and replied in a deep voice. He walked over and was about to pull the woman behind the man.

"No!" Don't touch me! "

Before his fingertip could even touch the woman, he was stopped by Su Zhizhi's fierce and decisive stare.

A few traces of hesitation flashed across Tang Sen's face. He had always been a ruthless person when it came to dealing with men. However, when it came to dealing with women, it was still this sort of hysterical woman. He had to admit that he was really at a loss as to what to do.

Gong Yan only needed a glance at him to know what he was thinking. He snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze, once again raising his hand to try to pull away the woman's arms.

"Looks like I don't need to rely on you to deal with these women for my entire life."

A merciless sneer wrapped itself around his ears.

Tang Sen's expression changed a few times, but he still walked forward and buckled the woman's shoulders. He didn't have any intention of showing mercy to the fairer sex and used all his strength to pull her away.

"No …" "Don't touch me …"

Susie was struggling, but she was still no match for the two men who had to fight back and forth at the same time.

Just a few moments later, it was pulled apart.

Seeing that the tall and cold figure of the man was about to leave, his feet subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but he was suppressed by the man behind him and was unable to move.

"Let me go, let me go!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Su, I can't," Tang Sen said indifferently as he looked at the woman in his hand.

Su Qizhi screamed out with all her strength, but she couldn't change a single emotion in the man's expression. After a few moves, she was completely exhausted and fell heavily onto the green lawn.

The surrounding chatter was clearly stuffed into her ears without being filtered. The sounds of amazement, ridicule, scorn, schadenfreude, and schadenfreude were like a wooden stick, stirring her nerves …

"..."

By the Thousand-island Lake.

It was almost noon, and the sun had already started to heat up. When it shone on his face, there was only a kind of scorching discomfort.

Even with his eyelids closed, he was unable to block the piercing light and stimulate the visual nerves.

Pei Luoyi felt very hot, and was unable to move her body. After a few moments of struggling, she slowly opened her eyes.

When he woke up, he could clearly feel that he was tied up, and the rope tightened around his skin, causing him to feel a scorching pain.

Her eyes rolled and then she was completely awake.

"He woke up so quickly? I thought you wouldn't wake up until the wedding was over. "

When the weather was sunny, Pei Luoyi could only squint as she feebly looked at the person who spoke. However, she was too exhausted to see his appearance clearly.

But she could still hear the voice.