Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

In the golden hall of Wuzhou International, there will be a live broadcast of a grand wedding that can be called unprecedented in city A. At nine o'clock in the morning, everything has just begun.

In Nan Qiyu's room, there were sixteen bridesmaids lined up in short black skirts, and their hair was straight past their shoulders.

In front of the dressing table, Nan Qiyu didn't have much emotion on her face, and her delicate makeup couldn't conceal the coldness in her eyes. She turned her head and looked at the dozen or so bridesmaids, with a cold smile on her lips, she should be here, right?

He waved his hand to let everyone go out, leaving only Geng Long behind.

"Is the live broadcast done?"

"Yes, miss, I just received the news that the old man has indeed brought Young Master Feng here." Geng Long said, handing over the cigarette.

Nan Qiyu paused, sure enough, Nan Shixun still didn't believe in herself, he was old after all, and he couldn't hold back if he didn't believe it!

"Okay, as long as there is a chance, take Xiaofeng to the uninhabited island immediately, and no matter what happens, you are not allowed to come back, unless..." Nan Qiyu paused, her hand holding the cigarette trembling slightly.

"Miss, don't worry if I'm not by your side. Young Master Feng can arrange for the old wolf to take care of you and let me stay by your side." Geng Long looked at Nan Qiyu's side face, his eyes covered with a layer of intoxicated obsession.

Nan Qiyu crushed the newly lit cigarette to death on the table, closed her eyes and leaned on the backrest, speaking slowly: "Genglong, you are the person I trust the most, and Xiaofeng is the person I care about the most. I don't trust anyone except you, don't worry, I'm fine."

Geng Long still wanted to speak, but Nan Qiyu had already raised her hand, knowing that once she made a decision, the matter would not change, so she could only remain silent.

"master."

"Well, are you ready?"

Nan Qiyu sat down in an instant, and Geng Long was so fast that he held the cigarette butts and ashes on the table in his hands. After the two of them looked at each other, Nan Qiyu's eyes were instantly clouded with water vapor, and Geng Long also stood there. far away.

The door was opened, Nan Qiyu looked back at the door.

An old man in his 60s, wearing a dark brown Tang suit, walked in with a seven or eight-year-old child in his arms.

Nan Qiyu got up and walked over with her dress.

"grandfather."

Nan Shixun looked up and down a few times, hummed, looked at the little boy in his arms and said, "Xiaofeng, call me sister."

The pink and jade-carved little face is unhealthily pale, and the lips that should have been bright red seem to be covered with a thin layer of the weirdest black lipstick. They are sickly, and they are holding Nan Shixun's skirt tightly with their hands and looking at Nan Qi Jade.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng, I, I'm my sister." Nan Qiyu couldn't stop crying, she reached out to touch Xiaofeng's cheek, but he dodged her, eyes full of disgust.

"Good girl, my sister is getting married today, shouldn't Xiaofeng say something?" Nan Shixun cast a sidelong glance at Nan Qiyu, sat on the sofa with Xiaofeng in his arms, and asked in a deep voice.

"Why do you want to get married? Why do you want to marry someone?" The tone was cold as if from Jiuyou, the little boy raised his head, his black eyes were full of anger and puzzled.

Nan Qiyu squatted in front of Xiaofeng with her lips pursed, but the hand she reached out to caress his cheek stopped in mid-air.

"Xiaofeng, getting married is not a bad thing. My sister will never leave you behind. You will live with my sister, and we will never be separated again."

Nan Shixun looked at the two people indifferently, got up and said: "I know you have made arrangements, now I will bring you the wedding, the wedding is about to begin." As soon as the words fell, the man had already walked towards the door.

Xiaofeng on the sofa looked at Nan Shixun, with her mouth half open: "Are you leaving me too?"

Nan Shixun turned his head, frowned, turned and strode away.

Nan Qiyu looked at Xiaofeng's dependence on Nan Shixun in her eyes, the feeling of suffocation made her breathless, she grabbed Xiaofeng's thin shoulders and lowered her voice: "Xiaofeng, don't trust anyone except me, except me who knows Is it? You and Geng Long leave here now, leave immediately!"

Xiaofeng looked up at her, big teardrops gushed out as if broken, and muttered to herself: "Why? Why did you call your sister? Why did you leave me for so long? Why did you leave me again?"

Nan Qiyu suddenly hugged him in her arms and kept saying sorry.

"It will be fine, it will be fine! I promise you, Xiao Feng, that I won't have to wait long. I will definitely make you happy every day. I will accompany you to sing, dance, fly kites, and let you draw pictures for me. Xiaofeng's paintings are very beautiful, very beautiful, and, don't you like koalas? There are a lot of koalas in that place, and you like the sea, blue sky, white clouds..."

Nan Qiyu had a tiny anesthesia needle in her hand, and when she closed her eyes, she pierced into the back of Xiaofeng's neck with tears rolling down. Before she could finish speaking, the person in her arms lay softly chest.

She lowered her head and caressed his haggard little face, kissing his hair, forehead and eyes over and over... with an intoxicated look, she wished she could die at this moment.

"Miss, it's getting late." Geng Long couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to gently support Nan Qiyu's shoulder.

Nan Qiyu opened her eyes, staring at the person in her arms for a long time.

"Take him away, and you are not allowed to come back no matter what. Unless I pick you up in person, the only people within [-] meters of the uninhabited island are dead people."

Geng Long picked up Xiao Feng who was lying soft on the sofa, and nodded vigorously.Taking a deep look at Nan Qiyu, she turned and left.

Nan Qiyu's room is on the top floor of Wuzhou International. The wedding was held at Wuzhou International, and it was her own territory for her. At this time, the groom should pick her up at the door.

Tang Tiantian was at the scene, holding a glass of wine and looking at everyone present in an inconspicuous corner.

She found information about the members of the Jun family and read them in advance. They were indeed neat enough, and there were not many of them. Sitting in the middle was Jun Hong, with a flushed face. Next to her was her wife Ruan Ling. Next to Ruan Ling was Jun Shaohua, dressed in a black suit, had no expression on his too fair face.

There were three people sitting opposite Jun's house. The old man in the middle was Nan Qiyu's grandfather Nan Shixun, on the left was Nan Qiyu's uncle Nan Jue, and on the right was an old man. Tang Tiantian did not have any information about this person.

At this moment, Tang Tiantian was waiting for someone, and that was Jun Shaoqing.

Jun Shaoqing was sitting in a lounge smoking quietly, surrounded by Xue Qi and a dozen best men, wearing white suits and black ties, Jun Shaoqing was wearing a black suit.

"Boss, everything is ready." Si Fan stood beside Jun Shaoqing in a white suit.

Standing up, he took a look at the sixteen groomsmen, his eyes darkened slightly.

"Be smarter for a while." He ordered, opened the door and went directly to the elevator. His play had just begun, but the curtain would end in an instant. We had to see how the Nan family and the Jun family would deal with it.

Thinking of this, Jun Shaoqing's mouth twitched into a smile.

[In the next chapter, the male lead will make his debut. 】