Chapter 2

Grab the form from the notary and write down your name at the signature.

"I believe President Huangfu is very clear about other information." With a sneer on his lips, he turned and strode away.

Regardless of her untidy dress and penniless, if she stayed in that room for another moment, she would suffocate and die.

Su Leyao, who is not wearing inch wisps and is only wrapped in sheets, walks along the corridor of the hotel, faltering.

The scene just now was too dramatic, not more real than a dream.

What made her more difficult to accept was that she sold herself in a muddle.

"Young lady, I'll take you back." I don't know when Liubai will follow him.

Staring at the handsome and gentle man in front of him, what emerges in his mind is the overbearing three-dimensional face. She looked down at her clothes. Even though she didn't want to, she had to give in to reality.

"Young lady, would you like to change your clothes first?" Liubai respectfully handed over the clothing bag, the Chanel logo on it was very eye-catching.

Su Leyao pulled it and looked around for the bathroom.

"The young master has covered this floor. The young lady can choose any one." Liu Bai left a little lady, right a little lady, hear Su Leyao angry but helpless.

Push a door nearby and slam it shut.

After entering the room, Su Leyao didn't change clothes for the first time, but picked up the phone and dialed her friend's number.

"Hello, who is it?" Angel was sleepy and his voice was vague.

"Angel..." When he called out the name, Su Leyao suddenly didn't know how to say it. She was with angel last night, but she woke up in the hotel and was caught by Zhuo XINGRAN.

Does it have anything to do with angel?

"Ah, it's almost eight o'clock. Yaoyao, I'm sorry. I overslept. I'll be right there." Angel exclaimed, in a hurry.

"Angel, how did you get back last night?" She is a writer of novels and comics. In many romantic novels, her boyfriend and best friend betray each other on the eve of marriage. Will such a bloody and tragic plot happen to her?

"We're all drunk. My brother picked me up. What's the matter? " Hearing the unusual in Su Leyao's words, angel asked.

"Nothing..." Su Leyao leans against the wall and slides down. God knows how nervous she was just now. Fortunately, God is still very kind to her. Just, met a slag man just, did not lose the best friend.

"Yao Yao, what's the matter with you? It's weird. Are you a little nervous? Don't worry. I'm here. For your wedding, I've collected many tips on the Internet. Guarantee to let Mr. Zhuo pass five passes and cut six generals, so as to get the beauty back. " The more angel said, the more excited she was. This was her first time as a bridesmaid.

Angel laughed like a witch, evil and happy.

"Angel, I'll wait for you at the cold drink shop where we often go." Angel was startled: "ah? A cold drink shop? Why? The secret part of wedding planning? Why don't I know? "

Su Leyao had the foresight to take the microphone away from his ears, but he was still buzzing.

"I'm married. The bridegroom is not Zhuo XINGRAN." Su Leyao's words make angel petrified completely. When she comes back to herself, bursts of busy sounds come from the receiver.

After making an appointment with angel, Su Leyao rushes into the bathroom to change clothes.

As soon as the thin quilt is removed, the blue and purple marks on the skin are very dazzling.

Even if she and Zhuo XINGRAN did not have the closest relationship, in today's era of network information, she naturally would not think that these traces were bitten by mosquitoes!

Who made these marks on her last night?

Physical feelings told her that the person had not made the last step.

This made her even more puzzled.

My mind is in a mess, I can't figure out why.

Did Zhuo XINGRAN do it to make her feel ashamed?

It is impossible for a noble man like Huangfu Yuyang to allow himself to buy a defective product. Besides, how can a normal man be willing to wear a green hat?!

Oh, my God, how could she be so drunk that her memory is gone?

It's like a lump in the throat. I don't know how to think about it.

Change clothes in a hurry and open the door.

Liubai respectfully stood as the door god: "young lady, the young master has been waiting for you in the car."