Chapter 440: Perfect Wedding (4)

Yin Shuiling felt the tip of her nose go sour, but there were no more tears in her eyes anymore. If he wanted to insult her, then she would have to congratulate him now. He had already achieved his goals.

She gave up trying to struggle. What do you plan to do exactly? Your fiance is still outside, she asked softly and weakly.

The man behind her laughed. He stretched his right hand out to pull the zipper of his pants up as he said, Do you mean Xiao Yao? Its fine; she is the daughter of a wealthy family. She knows how to turn a blind eye to certain matters. Shuiling, dont get married yet, okay? Do you think it is possible for me to allow you to get married? Dont harm others. Just spent the rest of your life like this. You can spend your days quietly like this, and let me support you.

Yin Shuiling wanted to laugh, She laughed out loud. With his position that he had today, his casual and nonchalant attitude when he said, Dont harm others already, was already able to threaten her to an extreme.

He would support her?

Was she a mistress?

Yin Muchen, why cant you just let go of me? Why do you have to do this to me?

What did I do to you? Didnt I treat you well? Actually, I can give you better stuff, but you didnt want it; you were not interested in it.

She did not want it? She was not interested? So even he himself did not know what to do with her?

His large palm was supporting her waist. He messily wanted to approach and bully her, but he suddenly realized that the woman below him had stopped moving. He opened his dark eyes and saw that there was a small knife in her hand. At this moment, she was taking the blade to her supple, tender neck.

Yin Muchens irises contracted, and he let go of her.

Yin Shuiling was able to escape. She stood up straight and faced him. The long train of her skirt fell onto the floor as it covered all of her beauty. She put her guard up as she leaned back onto the wall for support while she looked at him coldly. I will not get married, but as long as I am still alive, dont ever think of touching me again. Get lost!

Yin Muchen looked at her for a few seconds. There was a chill in his clear, dark eyes. He suddenly laughed softly. He lay back on the wall lazily, while he adjusted his belt.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket. He lit the cigarette with his lighter, then he placed his left hand into the pocket and had a frown on his face as he took a breath of smoke. He lifted his head to spit it out slowly. He did not look at her while he casually said, It seems like I am still treating you too well.

He turned around and walked away.

Yin Shuiling looked at him slowly disappear from her sight, and he disappeared around the bend. The strength in her entire body was used up. Her legs softened, and she held the wall as she stooped down slowly. She buried her small face into her knees.

She did not know why this man, Yin Muchen, was in her life?

Zhou Yao truly felt bored. He did not like to attend these meetings of people that belonged in the upper class society. Everyone was dressed in their best attire, chatting and laughing with one another. No matter how he looked at it, it was so superficial and fake.

He would be better off running a few thousand meters in the base. He would feel more refreshed after sweating it all out.

The most irritating thing was, no matter where he went, he would attract everyones gazes. The girls who participated in this wedding were all daughters of wealthy families. They looked at him while they had a glow in their eyes, but they were educated well. They would not run over to him to bother him, but looking at their desperate gazes, they were trying to flirt with him.

If he were a normal man, he would be dazed in this array of attractive women. But he rejected anyone, no matter how they tried. It did not work with him. He allowed them to express their emotions. He was just like a wooden stick. They failed to electrocute him, and it was a waste of their effort.

Zhou Yao placed both of his hands in his pockets. The man who was 6 ft 3 inches tall had an extremely good physique. The soft white shirt that he was wearing seemed like it was going to burst open in the next second, exposing his sculpted and toned muscles. Other men looked refined and pure when they were dressed in white shirts, but he was another case. He looked rogue and lazy without a care. He looked way too wild.

Zhou Yao walked on, feeling bored. At this moment, a familiar figure approached him.

He had a look. His thin lips were half curled up sexily. He thought inside his heart, it was really such a coincidence, enemies were bound to meet everywhere. Leng Zhiyuan.

When he had a good look of her, his nonchalant smile also froze for a moment. He did not think that female devi, would ever dress in such clothing.

Leng Zhiyuan was dressed in a cheongsam. It was green with large pink peony flowers. It was a more outstanding colour in this sea of girls. The retro buttons were on her elegant, tender neck. The exquisite flowy-silk cloth wrapped around her attractive figure. The woman was tall, and the cheongsam ended above her kneecaps. As she walked, her beautiful straight white legs were way too eye catching.

Leng Zhiyuans figure was the top among all the women. Ning Qing was more of the tiny type. Jian Han was more frail and weak. They were not like her Women. A true womans figure was just like hers. She had an arc on her chest. She had a perky and toned butt. Her waist was extremely slim, and it almost seemed invisible. As she wore the cheongsam, she was the clear winner here.

It was only that this winner was extremely unhappy with what she was dressed in. Leng Zhiyuan was in a horrible mood.

She did not know why her beloved father and older brother insisted that she wear this. It was tight and strappy, and it made her extremely uncomfortable. The most important thing was, she had a pair of high heeled shoes on her feet. She had never worn such a thing in her entire life> She stumbled and wobbled as she took every step.

On her journey, there were many men who stared at her. She was already in a bad mood. She hated that she could not remove her high heels to hit them forcefully. She wanted to dig her eyeballs out if they continued to look!

Leng Zhiyuan took another two steps. She lifted her head as she saw the man standing in front of her Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao had both of his hands in his pockets. He scanned her from head to toe. He had a smile on his face. He was not admiring her, but he was probably just watching her turn into a joke.

As if he was in a good mood as he looked at her embarrassing appearance right now.

Leng Zhiyuans anger that she controlled for an entire day erupted at that moment. She glared at Zhou Yao coldly. What are you looking at? Havent you seen a beautiful woman before? Dirty pervert!

She turned her body sideways, and she distanced herself away from him.

At this moment, the sound of Zhou Yaos teasing rang out in her ears. I have seen many beautiful women before, but I really have yet to see one who looks like you. Ay, Miss Leng, did you hear the idiom? An ugly woman trying to imitate a famous beauty by knitting her brows.

An ugly woman trying to imitate a famous beauty by knitting her brows?

Leng Zhiyuan was lit on fire immediately. She turned her head to fiercely look over. You are looking for death!

She took quick steps as she dashed towards him. She kicked him in the middle of his handsome body.

Zhou Yao turned his body slightly to dodge her. He took out his right hand that he placed inside his pockets. His broad, rough hand pinned her snow white foot that was swung in his direction.

The man was used to holding his gun for many years no. The days that he spent in the base were rough. It was the first time that he held a womans foot. It was tiny and cute, but it was not enough for him to grab. Her skin was really smooth, and it made his hand slip.

He squinted his eyes and turned his head sideways to have a glance at her. Miss Leng, do you really not know, or are you pretending not to