private marriage

"Master Yan, there is me in front of you, do you have to line up?" Jiang Xiuzhi's tone was very bad, with an angry warning at the end.

Zhao Jianling almost vomited blood when she heard the two talking to each other.

In the past three years, Xu Xinghan has hardly had much contact with the Chu family except for the annual New Year greetings.But after all, he is her son-in-law and her granddaughter's father. Are these people still human?

"Young Master Jiang is still a lover." There was a sarcasm in Mr. Yan's words.

"I stabbed someone and went to jail for this woman. Does Mr. Yan still want to fight with me?" He said this with a sense of superiority. Jiang Xiuzhi is indeed not an ordinary person.

Mr. Yan's laughter was a bit sharp, "Then I still want to save my life, Young Master Jiang will take it easy."

After he finished speaking, he left with a group of people. Zhao Jianling quickly reached out and pulled her daughter to her side, "Go back with Mom."

"Mom, you take grandma home first."

"Don't live in that place, feel the scene, go home and live."

Jiang Xiuzhi took the conversation. "Yes, don't go back to Songfu Garden, move to Yuejingshuiwan to live with me."

"Jiang Xiuzhi!" Zhao Jianling called out his name angrily, "What time is it, you... have the guts to say such a thing!"

Jiang Xiuzhi looked at the exit of the mourning hall, and the figure of Mr. Yan hadn't gone far.

The man looked unscrupulous, as if he had returned to the devil-like appearance back then.

His face was completely unfamiliar to Zhao Jianling.

"You can tell others now that I forcibly pushed Chu Xu to my side, and I forcibly occupied her, and she was never willing."

Zhao Jianling was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time, she looked at Jiang Xiuzhi with strange eyes.

"Bastard... bastard!"

Jiang Xiuzhi turned his head to look at Xu Xinghan's portrait, "I don't believe in karma, so come and try me if you have the ability."

After he said this, he pulled Chu Xu, "Did you hear that, after he is buried, you and I will return to Yuejing Water Bay."

"You lunatic!"

"For so many years, I just wanted to get you, and it wasn't the first day you knew I was crazy."

Jiang Xiuzhi said, "I'll wait for you outside, and have dinner with me later."

Zhao Jianling was so angry that her hands and feet were shaking, if she hadn't thought that he was a good guy before, she would have slapped him with the slap.

Jiang Xiuzhi walked out alone, and Zhao Jianling hurriedly grabbed Chu Xu.

"Don't be silly."

"Mom, I know what I'm doing."

"Come back with me immediately."

Chu Xu walked over and took two incense sticks, and handed them to Zhao Jianling, "I haven't finished dealing with the matter here."

"Mom used to be blind. I didn't expect him to be such a person."

Zhao Jianling accompanied Chu Xu in the mourning hall for a long time, but her grandma couldn't take it anymore, so Chu Xu arranged for a car to take them back first.

When Chu Xu finally walked out of the mourning hall, he saw that there was no one outside.

Jiang Xiuzhi was sitting on the highest step, and he was lifting his trouser legs up. Chu Xu saw two obvious bruises on his legs through the light.

Must have just been knocked out by the wheelchair.

She walked a few steps, passed Jiang Xiuzhi's side without stopping.

The man sat there without saying a word, didn't see clearly who was coming, and put down his trouser legs when he heard the sound.

He looked up at Chu Xu's back and stood up.

She walked in front and he followed behind.

The surroundings seemed eerie, Chu Xu couldn't help speeding up his pace, and Jiang Xiuzhi also walked faster and faster.

Song Wen sat in the car and fell asleep uncontrollably. When the driver saw Chu Xu coming, he honked the horn for fear that she would not see her.

Song Wen sat up in shock and looked out to see Jiang Xiuzhi following Chu Xu like a little tail.

Chu Xu's eyes were red and swollen from crying today, which will hurt badly.

She walked to the car and opened the door.

Song Wen hurriedly moved aside, and just as Chu Xu bent down, Jiang Xiuzhi followed.

"Do you really want this?"

"Hmm." It was rather shameless.

Her voice was also hoarse, "Jiang Xiuzhi, you are not afraid of being scolded to death."

"Who can have such a skill."

The driver was afraid to drive, let alone where he was going.Chu Xu leaned on Song Wen's shoulder with a headache, "Go back to Song Fu Garden."

The car drove forward slowly, and Song Wen held Chu Xu's hand, "Xu Xu, you must take care of yourself, death cannot be resurrected."

Chu Xu responded softly, and after driving for a while, Song Wen looked down and saw that she seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Xiuzhi reached out and touched Chu Xu's side face with his palm, and Song Wen glanced over.

Although Jiang Xiuzhi didn't speak, the warning in his eyes was obvious. He carefully turned Chu Xu's head away and let her lean on his shoulder.

Song Wen wanted to open her mouth, but when she saw that the man's expression was fierce, she stopped.

Along the way, Jiang Xiuzhi did not act out of line, and Chu Xu woke up after a while.

The car drove home quickly. As soon as the two got out of the car, they were surrounded by reporters swarming up.

All kinds of bitter questions were thrown, but Jiang Xiuzhi's bodyguard was in the car behind.

Holding the collars in one hand, he slammed the reporters into the car doors, no matter men or women, whoever hit them would have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Song Wen hurriedly protected Chu Xu and went in. Jiang Xiuzhi stood at the door with his legs slightly apart and one hand on his hip. "What do you want to ask? Ask me."

Song Wen brought Chu Xu into the room, and she leaned out her upper body to take a look, "These reporters must have been found by the other party. You have such a big accident, they want to kill you."

Chu Xu walked into the living room and lay down on the sofa feebly. "Follow them."

"What will Jiang Xiuzhi say? Will he say something that is not good for you?"

"Let him go."

Song Wen knew that Chu Xu didn't care about these things now, mainly because she couldn't cover Jiang Xiuzhi's mouth.

This man is like a refined brown sugar. It is useless to punch and kick, and it is useless to talk hard. Chu Xu is almost entangled to death by him.

Let's see, tomorrow's news doesn't know how it will be written.

She closed her eyes, and after a while, Jiang Xiuzhi came in.

Song Wen took a tentative tone, "Didn't you talk for a while?"

"Go away, it's none of your business here."

Song Wen turned around and walked to Chu Xu, "Xu Xu, let me get you something to eat."

Ever since Xu Xinghan's accident, Chu Xu hadn't had a decent meal.

The two children were taken away, and the aunt and servant were fired by Chu Xu.

The house was deserted and deserted, so Jiang Xiuzhi had someone bring him some food.

Song Wen was chased upstairs by him, Chu Xu opened his eyes, looked at a table of food, "you eat, I'm not hungry."

"If you don't eat, I won't eat either."

Chu Xu scraped the leather sofa with her fingers one by one, "Then I will starve myself to death."

"Then I'll be buried with you."

"Who cares."