After Those Years of Misery

it's finally over!

Zillog was weak and almost unsteady on his feet, breathing heavily, trying to restore his strength as soon as possible.

"Satisfied?" He whispered in her ear.

"I should ask you this. Only you are qualified to be satisfied, I don't have." Zillog said coldly, turning around and looking at him coldly. There was a large wine stain on his shirt, red.

Qiao Yushi curled the corner of his mouth slightly while tidying up his underwear.

"Very good, as long as you know it."

"Can we end it?" She didn't want to get entangled with him anymore. The gratitude to him before disappeared at the moment when he entered regardless of her will, replaced by sorrow and hate.

"There are ninety-two days left."

He remembered it really clearly, accurate to the day, not the year and month.

"Now, go to my wedding."

After he explained, he opened the toilet door and went out.

Zillog squatted weakly, and after a while, he had the strength to stand up again, tidy his appearance, and return to the hotel lobby.

After sitting back down and looking forward, Qiao Yushi had already returned, changed his shirt again, and continued to drink a cup of wine.

"Hey, beauty, get to know, my name is Qiao Yuhuan, how about you?" I don't know when the third son of the Qiao family sat next to her and struck up a conversation with her.

This Qiao Yuhuan is a well-known playboy, and it is said that he will not let go of even the more beautiful female Chihuahuas.

"Hush!" Zillog made a silent motion and pointed forward.

"You are willing to marry Cheng Feixue as your wife..."

"Qiao Yushi! You wretched guy, come out!" A woman's shout from outside the hotel interrupted the priest.

The heart that Zilog had been holding tightly suddenly became clear, and the person Xiao Yong had arranged for her arrived.

Everyone's gazes were cast toward Qiao Yushi, and the whole hall was silent for a moment, and even the drop of a needle could hear clearly.

"Sorry, we can't stop that woman. She is a pregnant woman and we are afraid of hurting her." The security captain ran into the hall sweatingly and reported back to Qiao Yushi.

"Let her in!" Qiao Yushi said calmly.

"Wow!" One stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and the scene was completely messed up when he came out of these four words.

People began to whisper to each other, that this gentleman turned out to be a lover.

The faces of several elders are also very ugly, just to save face and not to say anything.

A potbellied woman entered the hall under the **** of two security guards, and pointed to Qiao Yushi’s nose and cursed angrily: "Qiao Yushi, didn’t you say that I have your child and want to marry me? Now you have left me to marry Others, are not afraid of killing two lives? If you don’t stop the wedding right away, I will die in front of you!"

Qiao Yushi has never seen this woman before. He has always kept himself clean. When a woman's clamour came from outside, he knew that someone was making trouble.

The words of the pregnant woman are very lethal, and there are endless whispers on the scene, and people are condemning this modern version of Chen Shimei.

Qiao Yushi's eyes swept across the pregnant woman's face, then glanced at all the guests and friends present, and stopped for a second or two on Zillog's body.

Zillog's hand unconsciously held the cup, thinking, he might not have guessed that I did it.

His non-response and calm attitude made the boiling crowd quiet again.

Cheng Feixue, who was by her side, always looked calm, still smiling lightly, with an elegant posture, as if it was not her love rival that appeared.

"What's your name?" Qiao Yushi asked the pregnant woman.

"Aren't you not going to recognize me? You even pretended not to know my name? I'm Yanyan!"

"Yanyan..." Qiao Yushi said these two words silently, making people wonder what he meant.

"How long have I been with you?" he asked again.

"Two years." She had prepared these lines long ago, and she answered them smoothly.

"It seems we are very familiar?"

"Of course, even children are there, can you be unfamiliar?"

"Very familiar! Then tell everyone here, I have a coin-sized birthmark, whether it is on the left forearm or on the right forearm."

"This..." There is nothing in this line. How can she make it up? Every question of Qiao Yushi made her feel oppressive. If it weren't for the high rewards, she wanted to run away.

Yanyan noticed that she was sweating on her head, took a few deep breaths and calmed herself down, gritted her teeth, and squeezed out two words: "Right hand!"

Qiao Yushi stretched out his left hand to unbutton the right arm of his shirt, rolled up his shirt sleeve, and showed it to all the guests.

"Look everyone, does Joe have a birthmark on his right arm?"

"I...I remembered it wrong, it was... the left arm." Yanyan already understood Qiao Yushi's intentions, and she couldn't break it like this, so she added another sentence.

"Are you sure this time?"

"Yeah!" Yanyan nodded confidently, so Qiao Yushi unbuttoned the left arm again and showed his arm again.

Yanyan's blush was purple, and she didn't know how to lie.

"I believe that everyone here is wiser than Qiao, and realized that this woman had deliberately spoiled Qiao's wedding. Qiao apologizes for such an episode. Of course, I have to apologize to my wife Cheng Feixue. Xueer Please believe me, I am loyal to you. No matter who you are, don’t want to ruin our perfect marriage, because it is God’s destiny for you and me to stay together forever." He expressed his affectionate confession. The bride gave a warm hug.