Chapter 2 During the Wedding

The music played, the door opened, and the bride slowly appeared in her father's arms, standing against the light, very holy.

Guests on both sides focused their attention on the bride and exclaimed continuously. It was her priceless dress that made her even more beautiful.

The Tan family spent a lot of money to create this wedding of the century, but did not invite any media.

Some invited guests suspected that the bride was not good-looking, but they realized their folly as soon as the bride appeared.

How could someone as powerful as Tan Jia marry a daughter-in-law with a low family background and an ugly appearance? What is the purpose?

Being scrutinized by so many strange eyes, Song Yu felt awkward and subconsciously grabbed Song's father's arm.

Holding back the soreness in his chest, Song's father raised his other hand and pressed it firmly on his daughter's hand, conveying strength to her.

Almost instantly, Song Yu's vision was blurred by tears, but she held it back.

Can't cry! Don't let your parents worry!

Looking at the very long red carpet, it only took a few minutes to reach the end.

Song's father reluctantly handed his daughter's hand to his son-in-law's. In the end, he couldn't control his emotions, and sporadic tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"Tan Huairong, we must take good care of her."

Tan Huairong was surprised by his gritted tone. Why, he sold his daughter for glory and also sold his grievance?

Yes, in his eyes, the Song family was greedy for vanity, including the daughter who was sold.

In public, it was better not to be too presumptuous when talking about Huairong. After all, he was still making a deal with the old man. He agreed casually and took Song Yu's hand.

Being immersed in the sadness of separation, Song Yu didn't pay attention to the groom, but he didn't miss the perfunctory tone in his voice.

She finally cast her gaze on him and carefully observed her strange lover.

Just like the rumors, no, even worse than the rumors, his appearance is outstanding, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is astonishing.

Song Yu couldn't find an accurate adjective and could only sum it up as handsome, but she could accurately describe his mood at the moment.

The pair of peach blossom eyes that reflected her shadow, which were supposed to be affectionate, were as cold as a cold pool, and there was no joy at all in marrying a wife.

Coupled with the casual tone, it is obvious that this person is most likely to be forced into marriage.

He had no other skills, but he still had the ability to read people. Song Yu believed in his own judgment and was instantly happy.

Since no one is happy, that's the best thing.

The girl in front of her looked sad a second ago, but she looked happy when he held her hand.

Tan Huairong secretly sneered in his heart. He couldn't hold back his anger so quickly. The person the old man was looking for was indeed useless.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter. Song Yu clearly received Tan Huairong's undisguised contempt, and suddenly felt angry.

What about a wealthy young master and an economic promoter? No matter how powerful you are, you still have to be married by your parents.

She hasn't disliked him for being an old man in his late 30s, so he still has the nerve to look down on her?

In the solemn auditorium, the priest solemnly read out the wedding vows, and celebrities from all walks of life in the audience looked eagerly.

However, our newcomers openly provoked each other, with swords and swords flashing in their eyes!

Until the priest asked: "Bride, are you willing?"

The crows were silent.

Song Yu was so focused on making eye contact that he didn't notice the priest's question at all, and the situation fell into embarrassment.

Tan Huairong couldn't tell for a while whether she was from the old man's camp or not.

But in full view of the public, we must not let our guard down at this juncture, otherwise it will be Tan Jia who will be embarrassed.

He squeezed her hand tightly and reminded her not to play tricks.

Frightened by Tan Huairong's sharp eyes, Song Yu finally remembered that she was getting married now, not demonstrating.

Just then the priest started to ask the second time: "Bride, you..."

"Yes!" Song Yu answered quickly, but the volume was too loud, which surprised the guests and earned Tan Huairong a slap in the face.

The temperament is really strong, Song Yu thought to himself.

"Talking about Huairong, do you want this woman to be your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? No matter in sickness or in health, or for any other reason, love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and be loyal to her forever until life. The end?”

"I do."

Except for the soft "hmm" when he took her hand, this was Song Yu's official voice when he heard Tan Huairong, and it was surprisingly clear.

Speaking these three words from his mouth, it was like the rich fragrance of wine released when the century-old daughter red was opened, and like the golden light refracted by Cretaceous amber in the sun.

The wonderful synaesthesia made Song Yu fall into a trance for a moment, and he even tasted a hint of eternity in this voice.

But this feeling was quickly broken by the owner of the voice.

Seeing that the girl was distracted again, Tan Huairong leaned close to her ear and said, "If you don't want anything to happen to the Song family, just concentrate on me!"

Song Yu suddenly woke up.

What was she thinking just now? Are you crazy to feel the so-called eternity?

As if to cover up his embarrassment, Song Yu gritted his molars and replied fiercely: "Thanks a lot! Wake up!"

The warm breath mixed with light fragrance hit his ears and cheeks unexpectedly. Tan Huairong's heart was shocked and he leaned back quickly.

This woman! Sure enough, I came to defeat him!

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A wedding between a newlywed couple who each has a "ghost fetus" is just an appearance.

It was obviously a life-long event, but it was done so haphazardly. Song Yu felt like he was living in a dream.

Why is there such a thing as forced marriage in the civilized 21st century?

It's not about entering or not. Song Yu stood at the door of the bedroom, silently accusing in his heart.

She originally wanted to discuss sleeping in separate rooms with Tan Huairong, but Mr. Tan actually asked the housekeeper to keep an eye on the two of them, and now he is standing next to her.

Song Yu felt scared because of being stared at, but thinking of what the old man said to her, she could only knock on the door.

Minutes passed and the door didn't move.

She swore that if there wasn't someone next to her, she would curse her!

She disappeared right after the ceremony, leaving her alone at the banquet to deal with those so-called upper-class people who were more thoughtful than a hornet's nest and had to turn eighteen corners in one sentence. Her face froze with laughter!

After walking all day in such a heavy wedding dress, she didn't eat or drink a few sips of water. She was so tired that her calves were shaking and she was still being turned away. At least get her a chair to sit and wait!

Tan Huairong, you are noble and powerful, you dare to shame me, why don't you give it to your father and ask him to cancel the wedding!

In the final analysis, he is just a slutty guy...

Song Yu was cursing loudly in his mind when the door suddenly opened.

Different from what he saw at the wedding during the day, Tan Huairong was wearing home clothes at this moment, with his hair hanging softly.

The gold-rimmed glasses blurred the cold look between his eyebrows and added a sense of abstinence to him, making people want to bully him...

Stop, stop, stop!

Song Yu shook his head and secretly cursed himself for being worthless, how could he be so easily seduced by beauty!

"Master and Madam, good night."

The housekeeper stared at them like a gatekeeper, not giving Song Yu a chance to say a word.

"Um."

She thought Tan Huairong would refuse her entry so that she could sleep in another room, but he unexpectedly agreed.

Song Yu stood in the middle of the bedroom, looking at the double pillows on the bed, and suddenly became nervous.

Do you really want to sleep in the same bed with a man you just met on the first day?

"Haha... the housekeeper won't want to listen at the door all night."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Yu was so embarrassed that his toes were on the ground and he wished he could sew his mouth shut.

Her original intention was to let Tan Huairong take the initiative to propose room sharing, but her words sounded a bit wrong, as if she was hinting at something.

"Ha, you can't wait so soon?" Tan Huairong hugged his arms, the ridicule in his eyes clearly visible.

There was still anger on his face when he opened the door, maybe he was scolding him in his mind, but now he couldn't wait to hint.

Hypocritical woman.

"Song Yu, I really don't understand why the old man falls in love with you. What can the Song family give him?"

In one sentence, Song Yu, the Song family, and even his father were all ridiculed.

He thought it was the Song family who was trying to make a deal with the marriage, asking for a marriage with the Tan family?

"I also want to know why Tan Lao fell in love with me. Maybe you can ask him for me."

Seeing that he was also a victim of forced marriage, Song Yu reluctantly suppressed his anger and said calmly.

"Don't pretend in front of me. The Song family's stock price first fell and then rose right around the time when we decided to marry the Tan family. I didn't take any action. It can't be because my father was kind enough to help you."

"So, what exactly did you deal with him? If you take the initiative to divorce, I can do whatever my dad can do."

It has to be said that this transaction was done very secretly, and even his talk about Huairong could not be found out, but it does not mean that it does not exist.

The Song family's rising status in the past two months is evidence of this.

Fuck your victims!

"Talk about Huairong! The whole world doesn't revolve around you. Please don't be so self-righteous! Our family has nothing to do about this marriage. If you want a divorce, go to your dad and tell him. I will also say thank you to you then!"

Song Yu was completely angry. His fists were clenched and his chest rose and fell more frequently, like a kitten with its hair blown up and ready to fight.

In fact, she had endured it all day long. Tan Huairong left the wedding banquet early and let the gossip spread. When she came back, she was stared at by the housekeeper and shouted at the door, but she didn't say anything.

But the Song family was her bottom line. Being stepped on by the father and son one by one was like jumping into her minefield.

Since he doesn't know the inside story of the matter, he just goes to find out. What kind of man is he who slanders others with empty words?

Tan Huairong looked at her carefully, as if he was judging whether her words were true or false. Song Yu looked calm and let him look at her.

"Very well, that's what you said."

He lowered his arms and raised his feet. Song Yu was startled, thinking he was going to hit her, but he just stepped over her, opened the door and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"As you wish, go to my dad and ask for a divorce."

Song Yu looked happy, but then darkened again.

No, she has to come along!

The man was tall and long-legged, with long strides. Song Yu had to trot to keep up.

After running around all day and not being used to wearing high heels, she was so exhausted that she was breathing heavily.

In the study, Mr. Tan was about to go back to the bedroom to rest, but his heart shrank when Tan Huairong barged in without knocking on the door.

Just as he was about to curse out loud, he saw Song Yu following closely behind him, so he held it back.

"Ahem, it's so late and you still haven't rested."

"divorce."

Tan Huairong spoke concisely and to the point. Before the old man got angry, he pointed at Song Yu beside him and added: "She said that."