Chapter 4 Marry or Die
Not only did he fall into a wolf's den, but he also got on a pirate boat and couldn't get off.
Song Tingxuan got out of the car and walked to the other side and surprisingly opened the door for Gu Fei, "Why aren't you getting out yet?" His tone was very cold.
"Oh..." Gu Fei climbed out of the car slowly. Looking at the luxurious gate and the scene, he was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
"Welcome home, Mr. Song."
Song Tingxuan walked in expressionlessly, and Gu Feijin followed behind him.
Gu Fei looked around all the way. The interior was beautifully decorated with a garden, trees, and a fountain. There were even several goldfish in the fountain.
Following him into the living room, Gu Fei was attracted by the decoration inside. It was European style, with a unique decoration style, luxurious but not vulgar, revealing a sense of boldness in classicism, gorgeous and elegant.
Mr. Song is worthy of being Mr. Song. The house he lives in is so luxurious and extravagant. No wonder he is the richest boss in City B and the dream lover of all girls.
If I could marry him, I wouldn't have to worry about having no money in this life or the next.
"Don't you want to sit down?" Song Tingxuan was sitting on the imperial concubine's chair. The housekeeper had already brought the maid to bring tea. A cup of fragrant black tea was placed in front of Gu Fei, and a cup was also placed in front of Song Tingxuan.
"Please enjoy your meal."
Song Tingxuan took a sip of the black tea and put it down. He looked at Gu Fei and said coldly, "Let's talk about what happened last night."
He originally wanted to give this woman a large sum of money as compensation, but he changed his mind when he came back. His grandfather had been urging him to get married, so he used this woman as a shield.
"Now I give you two choices, one is to marry me, and the other is to die. Which one do you choose?" Song Tingxuan looked at Gu Fei and said in an unquestionable tone.
Gu Fei was drinking tea, but after hearing his words, she spat it all out. She looked at him in disbelief: "What do you mean?"
"It's meaningless. I just give you the choice, either get married or die." Song Tingxuan looked at her coldly.
"Is that what you said?!" Gu Fei was stunned.
Song Tingxuan said disapprovingly: "I slept with you, so I will be responsible, but if you don't want to, then you can only die with grievance. After all, our Song family has a rule that there is no divorce, only bereavement."
Gu Fei's face was filled with aggrieved. She had never thought of marrying him. If she didn't get married, she would die. There was no way out.
She clutched her trousers tightly with both hands, stared at the cup of tea in front of her, thought for a long time before saying reluctantly, "I choose the first one."
She was very unwilling to accept that she was still young and had plenty of time left, but ended up entering the grave of marriage.
Song Tingxuan said: "Okay, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now."
"This... is it so fast?" Gu was even more stunned. It was too fast for the two of them to get their marriage certificate after just knowing each other for less than half a day.
"Don't waste time." Song Tingxuan said impatiently.
When the leader of the Civil Affairs Bureau learned that Mr. Song was coming, he came out to greet him. When he saw Song Tingxuan, he nodded and bowed.
The staff quickly took photos of the two and stamped their documents. After receiving the red book, Gu Fei realized belatedly that he had married the big boss and richest man in City B.
As soon as Gu Fei got the handbag, he hadn't even looked at it when Song Tingxuan snatched it away, saying that he was keeping it.
After returning to the villa, Song Tingxuan asked the housekeeper to clean up the room opposite him and then went back to the study.
In the study, Song Tingxuan looked at the two marriage certificates in front of him.
Both people in the photo were not smiling. Song Tingxuan still had a sullen look on his face, while Gu Fei was not very happy because she was going to marry a ruthless, moody person.
Song Tingxuan took a photo of the marriage certificate and sent it to the family group and then put his phone aside.
Not long after, the phone next to him rang and Song Tingxuan picked up the phone and answered it.
"Mr. Song, we have found out who drugged me last night, and we have arrested him. What are you going to do?" said the person on the other end of the phone.
Song Tingxuan said: "I will go and handle it myself."
"yes."
A Maybach drove out of the gate in a low-key manner and disappeared into the night, stopping at the door of a bar. Song Tingxuan got out of the car, glanced at the name of the bar, and walked straight in.
This is the famous bar Dulan in City B. You can’t enter it whenever you want, and even if you have money you may not be able to come in and spend money.
The owner of this bar is just one of the bars owned by Song Tingxuan.
In the basement of the bar, a man in a black suit was tied to a chair with a cloth stuffed in his mouth so that he could not speak.
There was only one small light bulb on in the entire basement, and it could only illuminate a small area.
The flickering lights in the corridor made people feel timid. The bodyguard walked in front of Song Tingxuan and respectfully opened the door for him when they arrived at the place.
After entering, Song Tingxuan sat on the only two chairs inside, crossed his legs elegantly, and looked at the man in front of him.
The man panicked when he saw Song Tingxuan. He struggled desperately and made a whimpering sound.
"Open your mouth." Song Tingxuan said.
Without the cloth in his mouth, the man shouted at Song Tingxuan: "Master Song, please spare me. I have elderly parents and young children waiting for me to support them."
"I don't want to die yet!"
"I was told to do all this by others. I just followed orders and did what they said. Mr. Song, please forgive me!"
Song Tingxuan said: "In a society ruled by law, violence is not good."
"Tell me the person who ordered you to go. Maybe if I'm happy... I'll let you go." Song Tingxuan supported his chin and tapped the armrest of the chair with the index finger of his other hand from time to time.
The man hesitated, and his eyes were filled with fear and terror as he looked at Song Tingxuan.
"Say it?"
Song Tingxuan's voice sounded like a death sentence, making the hesitant man not know how to choose. His hair was soaked with cold sweat, and even more cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"This gentleman doesn't want to talk about it," Song Tingxuan sneered, "Lan Jin, pull out the nails on his right hand."
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