2027: C2027 Wealthy Marriage 1954

C2027 Wealthy Marriage 1954

Sofia nodded with a smile. Ever since she accompanied Mr Siwen to a banquet, she always felt that this young miss was neither cold nor indifferent to her.

"Did he say anything?" Hai Ziyu hugged the flowers and sniffed them before laughing foolishly at the side. "Since you want to send them off, why don't you do it yourself?"

Sofia guessed, "As a man, some people are more reserved. Some people are more outgoing. Mr Siwen should be considered more reserved."

"That seems to be right." Hai Ziyu held the bouquet of flowers. Previously, she thought Siwen Bing might have a good impression of this Caucasian woman. Since she never explained, this thorn had always been stuck in her heart. Today, it had finally been torn apart.

"Thank you, Sofia."

Sofia was also happy for her. "Mr Siwen went to see Madam. He might come to see you later."

That's right, why didn't she think of that? Hai Ziyu thought as she covered her face. Crap, I was worried that her uncle and brother won't be able to sleep. Their skin is really bad and they also have a pimple.

She immediately rushed in to wash up, apply a face mask, make a set of makeup, and put on some beautiful clothes. Hai Ziyu waited patiently in her room, instructing the servants to inform her if she was being led to her room so that she could prepare.

The walkie-talkie rang and the servant said, "Eldest Miss, Mr Siwen is ready to leave."

Left? After sending off the flowers, he left without saying anything? Hai Ziyu was confused, but she immediately got a servant to stop the people that were about to leave.

"Siwen Bing." She carried the bouquet down the stairs. "What do you mean?"

The latter looked at him, "Wang Ziwen."

Hai Ziyu finally understood. He helped Wang Ziwen give her the rose as if nothing had happened. He clearly knew that she didn't like Wang Ziwen, was he not doing this on purpose to hurt her?

"You bastard!" Hai Ziyu threw the bouquet over. The latter neither evaded nor evaded, only watching her back as she left.

Outside the door, Wang Ziwen did not leave. He spent 1000 yuan, so he had to know whether the flowers were delivered or not. Seeing that the jeep was driving out of the gate, he immediately reached out to greet it.

He had originally thought that the other party would stop and at the very least say hello before leaving. However, he didn't expect that the jeep would drive away in a cloud of dust.

The moment he opened the door, Wang Mu's mother took care of him and brought him in front of her. She looked him up and down, "Zi Wen, didn't I tell you not to run around? You haven't fully recovered yet, so you should stay home and recuperate."

The royal father coldly snorted. "If you don't know how to restrain your emotions, then you'd like to be beaten up again."

Wang Ziwen was angered when he heard that. "It was Cui Jinghao's doing. If you didn't let me wade in this muddy water, would I have been beaten by that vile person?"

"Zi Wen is right. If it wasn't for you asking Zi Wen to be a translator, he would be like this and his own son was beaten up, but you didn't make a sound. Didn't you already dislike us two?"

"Where did you say?" I've already said it many times, and now is a special occasion. The Korea delegation will be coming over in two days, and at that time, I might even visit the school. I've already said that I will wait for this limelight.

He was fierce, but Wang Mu's mother was even fiercer. She immediately came forward and said, "Do you dislike me? Why do you dislike me chasing after me?" I knew this damned heartless bastard would only wish for me to die. Hmph, you wish so much! What did you have when I married you?

Annoyed by the two of them, Wang Ziwen went back into the house and slammed the door. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

There was still the other party's phone in his phone. He pulled the person out of the blacklist and dialed his number directly.

No one answered the phone after a lot of calls, so he called again. He answered the phone, but the other party's attitude was still very lazy, "I was wondering who it was. Isn't that President Wang's son, Mr Wang?"

Wang Ziwen sneered in his heart as he heard the other party's tone, "Uncle Cui, you came to me before, but it was during the exam so you didn't take it. Now that the exam is over, when are you coming out to meet up? You know, we have worked together."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, "Alright, then a few more days. I'm a bit busy these few days."

At the dock, Cui Jinghao hung up, thinking about the reason why Wang Ziwen suddenly called him. With that young man's intellect and experience, he would never take the initiative to call him. Furthermore, if he came out to meet up with him, it could only be his father. What was he trying to do?

"Mr. Cui, are you not going in again today?" the bodyguard asked.

Cui Jinghao rolled his eyes, "Do I know them very well? What are you going in for, drink tea with them, chat with them? How are those two?

The bodyguard said cautiously, "I think it's better." Not only was he not thin and yellow from hunger, he thought, but the child seemed a little fatter than when he had first arrived.

Cui Jinghao was unsatisfied. The reason he caught the two was to torture them. Now that they're having a vacation, how could they tolerate it?

He whispered in the bodyguard's ear for a long time. "Don't screw it up for me."

Inside the metal house, Ye Nianmo and Ye Miao were sitting down separately. Ye Nianmo glanced at the door frame, then closed his eyes again.

The Ye Family must still be searching right now, and Cui Jinghao probably didn't move at all because he wanted to borrow the Korea's power to heavily injure the Ye Group when they arrived.

Ye Group really valued this opportunity. In the end, if he could not, then he could only let Ye Bo personally go, even if it would leave behind criticism and a mess, he could only wait to clean up later.

The door was pushed open, and the bodyguard motioned for the fisherman to carry the two out of the iron house and onto the empty dock.

The wind on the dock was strong, and the air was salty. The bodyguard told them to stand still, so they had to cancel it again.

"The former President Ye is now as sour as a fishmonger. Say, if you take the photos and put them online, let everyone see, would it be a good show?"

Ye Nianmo did not reply, but cast his gaze towards the blue sea. The wind ruffled his hair.

The bodyguard hated the calmness of Ye Zichen. Since Ye Zichen was tied up, he had no say in how he played things.

He walked up and punched Ye Nianmo on the abdomen. As a bodyguard, he also used a lot of strength. Ye Nianmo took a few steps back and quickly raised his head.

"Come again." Just as the bodyguard stretched his wrist and was about to continue punching him, his leg was suddenly kicked heavily by the other party's foot when he got close.

Caught off guard, Ye Nianmo's calf muscles tensed up and he almost kneeled down. He raised his leg and nudged the bodyguard's chin with his knee, causing blood to flow out of his nose.

"You're courting death," Ye Miao stood aside and looked away disdainfully.

After the bodyguard was beaten to the ground, Ye Nianmo stepped on his face and said coldly: "Thank you for your hospitality."

With the sound of a gunshot, the fishermen who had been hired as temporary helpers all looked at each other in dismay. The timid ones had already slipped away quietly.

The door of the car was opened, and Cui Jinghao raised his pistol, pretending to blow the muzzle of the gun, "Mr Ye, I did my best to invite you and the Ghost Gongzi, what you did made my heart tremble."

Lifting the gun, he walked downhill and laughed, "It seems like it's not enough to only help Mr Ye's hand. This leg is also very powerful, it seems like it needs to be tied up. Maybe this mouth needs to be sewn up too, otherwise it won't be good to bark at that time."

He tilted his head, signaling the thug to look for the rope. The thug quickly understood and ran over to look for the rope.

Ye Nianmo moved the shoes away from the bodyguard's face, "After watching for so many days, you're finally willing to show yourself?"

"If it wasn't for this writing idiot, I want to play for a few more days. After all, Director Ye is so hard to catch, I can play for as long as I want."

The fisherman found the fishing net and tied Ye Nianmo's feet with a long chain.

Ye Miao, who was standing at the side, quickly curled his lips. Shooting the bird at the head, who told you to behave atrociously in someone else's territory?

Even though he was still alive, his intelligent gaze drifted over, as if he already knew what was on his mind.

After the fishermen tied Ye Nianmo up, Cui Jinghao put down the pistol and patted Ye Nianmo on the cheek with the butt of the gun. He looked at Ye Miao and said, "Your relationship should be pretty good. You even saw each other looking at each other just now."

"Let's do it like this, kid. You can just dance or do it as a crosstalk. Otherwise, I'll make a hole appear in a certain part of your dad's body. How about it?"

"Whatever." Ye Miao was a bit impatient. He really didn't like the stench in the air. It smelled like a can of catfish.

"It's not a game. If you don't do as I say, I really will stab a hole in your dad."

Ye Miao rolled his eyes at him, "That's why I said whatever I want." There was a trace of schadenfreude in his eyes, "As long as you're not afraid of him paying me back double in the future, it's fine."

This stinky brat, Cui Jinghao was so angry that he laughed, "I don't know if there will be a future." He waved his hand, and the bodyguard handed him a Swiss Army knife.1

"Mr Ye, it's not worth it for you. What's the use of you raising this son of yours? He actually didn't save you, he was just dancing." The knife in his hand cut Ye Nianmo's arm.

The knife was sharp, the suit cut and blood came out, and the white shirt turned red.

A cold light flashed in Ye Miao's eyes. Then, Ye Miao returned to his previous nonchalant look.

When Cui Jinghao saw that the blood was already flowing out of his mouth, he couldn't help but want to play big again. Suddenly, he ordered the others to tie the kid up and then had Ye Nianmo's arm untied.

The bodyguard who had his nose bleeding from the beating was still hesitating. He approached and whispered, "That's not good. If the other party suddenly makes a move later on, those fishermen might all run away."

"What are you afraid of?" Cui Jinghao played with the gun in his hand. If he felt that his speed could match the speed of the gun, then he can try it.

Then he threw a gun to the bodyguard and said loudly, "Go over to that little brat. If anyone dares to make any small movements, shoot that poor kid. As for where you hit, it'll depend on your mood."

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