Chapter 311 Jiang Zhao and Song Xiaoqin's Wedding
Double kill!!
Jiang Zhao took a step back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
When he was conscious, he saw Jiang Chen standing in the crowd protecting Ye Rou.
In the midst of lightning and thunder, he understood everything.
Jiang Zhao stretched out his hand with great effort and said in a trembling voice, "You are so cruel."
His hand slammed down, and the red bracelet he had been wearing on his wrist broke.
The red beads rolled all over the floor, like Jiang Zhao's heart shattered into petals.
"Dad!" Song Xiaoqin rushed over, hugged Jiang Zhao and started crying.
"Don't let anything happen to you, otherwise who will support us orphans and widows in the future?"
Song Xiaoqin was crying and her heart was beating fast.
The person who sent her here just hinted that she could say that she had a relationship with Jiang Zhao to piss Jiang Zhao off.
She drew inferences from one instance and extended her thinking a little, thinking she could blame Jiang Zhao.
She never expected that Jiang Zhao had such a poor tolerance that he was so angry that he vomited blood.
What should I do now?
Thinking of herself, Song Xiaoqin cried with such sincerity that she finally squeezed out two tears.
Finally, Zhao Yuyan came out happily, and saw Jiang Zhao vomiting blood and fainting. She suppressed her joy, put on a gentle mother's face, picked up Jiang Zhao with heartache, and while no one else was paying attention, slapped Jiang Zhao twice in the face.
She raised her adopted son with great difficulty, only to be told that he was her husband's illegitimate child. She also helped his mistress to try to drive him away. After being wronged for nearly twenty years, Zhao Yuyan's resentment towards Jiang Zhao reached its peak.
Now I have found an opportunity to vent the anger in my heart.
She was extremely happy.
Song Xiaoqin looked at the beautiful lady in front of her nervously, fearing that she would defend Jiang Zhao and drive her away.
Zhao Yuyan held the girl's hand and said distressedly, "My dear, you have suffered a lot. My child is really unreasonable. I asked him to take you back a long time ago, but he just refused. Now it's good. You and your wife are finally reunited."
Song Xiaoqin concealed her surprised expression. Although she didn't understand why Zhao Yuyan helped her, she immediately climbed up the pole, hugged Zhao Yuyan and started calling her mom.
Zhao Yuyan smiled and said to everyone: "Young people are in love, there is no seriousness. Good things are coming. Welcome everyone to join my adopted son Jiang Zhaohe..."
Song Xiaoqin whispered: "Song Xiaoqin"
"Yes, Jiang Zhao and Song Xiaoqin's wedding."
Overnight, all the girls in the compound who had a crush on Jiang Zhao broke up.
The aunts who viewed Jiang Zhao as their future son-in-law lost their defense and turned from fans to haters. From then on, they never looked back on the road of smearing Jiang Zhao.
After Ye Rou finished eating the melon, she went home, lay on the sofa, and summoned the system.
"System, where are the lottery draws I'm being rewarded with?"
【Fake melon.】
The two big characters are bold and emphasized, making a loud and clear sound.
Jiang Chen went downstairs and saw that his wife, who had been full of energy just now, had wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
He picked up Ye Rou, his tone nervous, and rubbed Ye Rou's belly directly with his hands.
"I told you not to drink cold drinks, but you insisted on drinking them."
Ye Rou slapped his hand away and said unhappily, "It doesn't matter if your stomach hurts or the cold drink."
Seeing that Ye Rou didn't want to say anything, Jiang Chen didn't ask in the end, even though he was eager to know.
Ye Rou's shirt was loosened, revealing some of her snow-white skin, which was as white as jade and made people linger.
Jiang Chen stared at his wife in his arms and began to exert his strength to go back upstairs to sleep.
Ye Rou was suddenly pushed down and was startled.
The man's tall body pressed forward, and his handsome features were infinitely magnified in her sight. Facing the male beauty, Ye Rou held her breath.
The subtle contact of skin brought a tingling sensation, and Ye Rou's heart was filled with ripples.
Her slender white hands clasped the sofa, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"
There had been no intimate actions for almost half a month, and Ye Rou was missing them a little.
His defenses weakened, and the hand that was supporting Jiang Chen's chest loosened its resistance.
Ye Rou lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.
As Ye Rou looked forward to it, Jiang Chen opened his lips slightly and said, "I'll give you a massage."
"ah?"
He did what he said. His big wheat-colored hands professionally and without any emotion massaged Ye Rou's whole body.
Ye Rou: “…”
In an instant, I felt hopeless and my mental defenses were reinforced like a Great Wall.
After the full massage, Jiang Chen's breathing became slightly rapid. Seeing Ye Rou squinting her eyes in comfort, Jiang Chen lowered his voice and beckoned, "Wife, can I sleep upstairs tonight?"
Ye Rou opened her narrowed eyes and faced Jiang Chen's expectant gaze, saying coldly and ruthlessly, "No."
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