After Awakening to Bullet Comments and Flash Marrying the Bigshot, the Scum Male Regrets It

[Sweet pampering, strong possessive ruthless male lead, sober self-interested female lead, chaotic supporting characters] The bride who should have been at the wedding site, Ye Qianqian, opened her...

Chapter 71 Begging for Reconciliation

Chapter 71 Begging for Reconciliation

"What right does she have to hate you? I was the one you were engaged to, Song Yuntao. Do you regret marrying me?"

Ye Qingyan asked hysterically. Maybe she was too angry. She suddenly stood up and wanted to rush to Ye Qianqian.

But Song Yuntao grabbed her tightly, "Ye Qingyan, where's your self-control? Didn't you see so many people here? What's wrong with you?"

"So this angel-like person is actually the second daughter of the Ye family? Is there any need to say this? Young Master Song must be regretting this!"

"I've heard of Miss Ye Er's name for a long time, but I've never had the chance to meet her. It turns out she's so beautiful!"

"My daughter! I told you a long time ago, don't chase after that pretentious male god who calls himself the nation's husband. Look at what kind of vision he has!"

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Three years ago, after the eldest son of the Song family had a car accident, the news that Miss Ye abandoned him and went abroad caused a sensation.

Some people despised Miss Ye Er for taking advantage of the situation and climbing up the Song family with the help of the Song family's marriage contract with the Ye family.

Those who looked down on her thought that Ye Qianqian was ugly and uneducated, which was why she wanted to take the opportunity to marry into the Song family.

But some people also said that Miss Ye Er was not favored in the Ye family, and it was President Ye who forced her to fulfill the marriage contract between the Ye and Song families.

No matter what the truth is, everyone who heard the rumor felt that Ye Qianqian was definitely not as good as Ye Qingyan.

Three years later, when the people who received the invitations from the Song and Ye families saw Ye Qingyan's name, not only did they not object, they also felt that it was as it should be.

On the wedding day, everyone who saw Ye Qianqian was surprised to find that they had been wrong. Miss Ye Er was so beautiful.

When those who attended the wedding banquet went home and talked about it with their family and friends, their faces were full of regret, which made those who had never met Ye Qianqian feel very sorry.

Ye Qianqian didn't know what everyone was thinking. She saw the people present pointing at Song Yuntao and Ye Qingyan and spitting sarcastically.

She suddenly missed Lu Jingchen very much, thinking of him feeding her and calling her to get up...

Living in a luxurious villa, sleeping with a handsome man in her arms, and having a handsome man feed her, Ye Qianqian had never dared to imagine how comfortable such a life would be.

She was very glad to marry him. She had no worries at all when she was with him and only felt extremely happy.

In the past, Song Yuntao didn't care about her, and naturally no one around him respected her. Every word they said to her was full of contempt and disgust.

And those contempt and disgust now pierced Song Yuntao and Ye Qingyan like a boomerang, and Ye Qianqian felt very relieved.

She saw Song Yuntao staring at her, stubbornly waiting for her answer, so she said very sincerely: "Young Master Song, I have never hated you.

When I saw you favoring Ye Qingyan before, I just thought it was because I wasn’t good enough.

Later, when Ye Qingyan returned to China, I felt that it was a sign from fate that you and I were not meant to be together.

Hearing this, Song Yuntao's eyelids jumped and he looked up hurriedly, having a very bad premonition in his heart.

Ye Qianqian's next words might tear apart his dignity and plunge him into the abyss.

He looked at her with panic in his eyes, almost begging, not wanting her to continue, "Qianqian, it's all my fault, please give me another chance, let me..."

Ye Qianqian interrupted him, "Mr. Song, if you just don't want to marry me, I still respect you as a man, and I really won't hate you.

Heaven and earth can bear witness that I, Ye Qianqian, really have done nothing wrong, and you have no reason to hate me. You can only say that you gave me to someone else for her.

Ask yourself, should I hate you? But what should I hate? On the contrary, I'm glad you sent me to Mr. Lu's bed.

Fortunately it was him, because he is so nice and makes me feel grateful to you.

I am living a good life now. Please don't harass me in the future. Goodbye does not mean we are strangers. After all, you are my brother-in-law in name.

I'll just say this once, take care of yourselves and don't mess with me. If you mess with me, I can't control what Mr. Lu will do."

Ye Qianqian's clear voice made Song Yuntao feel as if he was on the edge of a cliff, holding on to the fragile branch that was supporting his last breath of life, and then it suddenly broke.

Song Yuntao felt dizzy and his heart seemed to be falling off a cliff.

Ye Qingyan looked at Song Yuntao, whose face was full of regret and pain, and listened to Ye Qianqian bringing up Mr. Lu Sanye, and she became jealous.

It was so sour that her teeth became soft, and she couldn't utter the many harsh and sour insults in her heart.

Because she was afraid of being beaten up.

When the ladies present heard Ye Qianqian mention Mr. Lu Sanye, they all came forward to curry favor with her and start a conversation.

There was no need for Ye Qianqian to say or do anything on her own initiative, as countless people would naturally come forward to curry favor with her.

Ye Qianqian just nodded slightly to everyone. She felt relaxed and comfortable.

He always looked calm and unmoved, but in the eyes of everyone he seemed even more unfathomable, as if he had everything under control.

If it were an ordinary person, seeing these people surrounding him, even if he didn't look frightened, he would definitely feel nervous and uneasy.

Everyone couldn't help but respect her more and praised her profusely.

Ye Qianqian smiled distantly, "Everyone, take your time choosing. We have something else to do so we'd like to leave first."

Ye Qingyan looked at Ye Qianqian's back, then looked at the person who had envied her just now, and she felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

Because she didn't have a good time last night, she begged Song Yuntao to take her out shopping so that she could buy some great jewelry and clothes to attend the banquet three days later.

From the moment they stepped into the store, everyone's attention was focused on them.

This greatly satisfied her vanity, and she always held her head high.

You see, she is now the eldest daughter-in-law of the Song family. All women must be envious of her to death.

But no matter how envious she was, they couldn't take it away from her. Ye Qingyan felt very comfortable and proud.

But all this beauty was shattered by Ye Qianqian.

Song Yuntao looked at Ye Qingyan cursing viciously at Ye Qianqian's back, and he felt very embarrassed.

But he was too weak to say anything else and just walked away.

His world has always been like a colorful painting, completely different from Ye Qianqian's dullness.

That's why he was very reluctant to marry her, but they met several times after he broke off the engagement.

Ye Qianqian's change was like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing layer upon layer of ripples that rippled in his heart.

There was a sense of silence in the air, which made people feel inexplicably depressed.

Song Yuntao's steps were a little unsteady, as if he had lost the strength to support his body.

Ye Qianqian's earnest instructions and meticulous care for him from the past echoed in his ears.

These beautiful memories flooded into his heart like a tide, making him feel so heartbroken that tears gradually blurred his eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

He squatted silently by the roadside, feeling the indescribable loneliness and solitude, muttering to himself: "Why is it like this?"

"Why else? Blame it on you being blind!"