564: C564 I Hope I'm Not too Late

C564 I Hope I'm Not too Late

The purpose of Ouyang's phone call was to ask Qin Ling to persuade Gong Mingchuan not to attend Le Youyou's wedding. In the end, why did it become him expressing his loyalty to Qin Ling?

He spoke for half an hour, but he did not hear Qin Ling's reply.

Should he stop Gong Mingchuan or not?

——

Two days later.

After Gong Mingchuan woke up, he sat on the bed in a daze.

There was an uneasy feeling in his heart that he could not get rid of.

Suddenly, Qin Ling pushed open the door and walked in. " Mingchuan, let's go fishing in the suburbs today. "

"I'm very busy. "

Mingchuan nodded. " Let's go. You've been working for ten days. It's time to rest for a day. "

Qin Ling dragged him out of the villa with his arm. He saw Tang Wan getting into the car as if she wanted to go somewhere.

Tang Wan stepped on the accelerator when she saw Gong Mingchuan, as if she was afraid that Gong Mingchuan would see her and want to go out.

Gong Mingchuan narrowed his eyes. Tang Wan was dressed up like she was going to a party.

At the critical moment of the project, he was getting up early and working late. Tang Wan still had the mood to attend the party?

On this day, Qin Ling accompanied Gong Mingchuan fishing all the way until the night.

On the way back to Gong Mingchuan's car, Qin Ling sat in the front passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest. Gong Mingchuan turned on the TV.

Suddenly, a voice that sounded like thunder came from the TV. " Today, the president of the Tang Corporation, Mr. Tang Beiyue, and the third wife, Le Youyou held a grand wedding. According to the legend, Tang Beiyue had the life to suppress his wife. The previous two wives died a violent death. "

He narrowed his eyes and saw the familiar face of the woman on the screen. Immediately, it was like firecrackers cracking in his ears, and his expression was terrifyingly stiff.

In less than a year's time, she was already married when he didn't know?!

Gong Mingchuan stepped on the accelerator and the car changed direction, rushing towards the wedding hotel.

The impact of the back of the car shocked Qin Ling so much that he almost jumped up from his seat. " Gong Mingchuan, take it easy!"

"Smack! " What greeted him was Gong Mingchuan's fist.

Half of Qin Ling's face turned purple. "Mingchuan, listen to me. . . "

"All of you know, only I don't know! "Gong Mingchuan shouted. " He knew that you came to find me for a conspiracy! Qin Ling, you lied to me so badly! There's nothing I can do. "

He suddenly parked the car by the side of the road, kicked Qin Ling out of the car, and continued running towards the hotel.

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In the luxurious hotel, Tang Beiyue and Le Youyou had completed the wedding ceremony.

The next wedding banquet was a buffet.

Tang Beiyue and Le Youyou were toasting the guests.

Suddenly, the crowd at the entrance of the hall parted to two sides, leaving a path. A man in a white shirt walked out of the crowd.

Le Youyou inadvertently looked over and actually saw Gong Mingchuan.2

Her face immediately stiffened, and Tang Beiyue also looked at Gong Mingchuan. His face was first shocked, then became calm and composed.

He had made up his mind as soon as he entered. If he had known earlier, he would have come.

If Le Youyou was willing to leave with him, he was willing to help her.

Tang Beiyue's lips always had a light smile. He held Le Youyou's hand and kissed the back of her hand. "He's here. . . No matter what your choice tonight, I will respect you. . . "

After saying that, he let go of her hand.

Letting go of her hand, his heart also fell into a state of anxiety as he waited.

If she chose Gong Mingchuan and left him, then his world would become dull.

If she stayed. . . He didn't dare to think about it.

Le Youyou's eyes were filled with complex emotions. She watched Gong Mingchuan walk towards her step by step, and her heart seemed to be immersed in deep water.

Gong Mingchuan walked step by step, and under the different gazes of the crowd, he walked to Le Youyou's side. He breathed heavily, and his chest heaved up and down violently. "Youyou. . . I hope I am not too late. . . "

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