Chapter 3 The Chaotic Wedding Night

really!

Song Yu glared at Tan Huairong, she knew that this guy would pass the blame to her.

He was also forced to get married, and the divorce would definitely be said to be her idea, but she had an agreement with the old man that she could never divorce on her own initiative, otherwise the Song family would...

"It's not me!" Song Yu took two steps forward and said urgently: "Tan Lao, it was your son who slandered me first, and he is the one who wanted the divorce."

The strategist is like Tan Lao, and he can tell at a glance that his son is acting as a monster. After all, the Song family is in his hands, and Song Yu will never dare to mess around.

It's just that the word "slander" doesn't sound good. The old man's expression was broken and his tone was unkind.

"I know. You go out first, and Huairong and I will have a few words alone."

"Talking about old age, I——"

"go out!"

The door closed, and only the father and son were left in the room.

Talk about Huairong taking a preemptive strike.

"I only promised marriage and nothing else. What do you mean by letting her enter my room?"

"Staying in the old house tonight is my biggest concession. Don't push yourself too far."

Before he could take a breath, the old man almost leaned over.

"You brat, who are you talking about? I am your father, and it is only natural that you listen to your father's words!"

Tan Huairong chuckled, "What about the Song family? Is this also natural? Song Yu said that she had no choice but to get married. How did you make the Song family obey?"

"Or," he narrowed his eyes, "what did you get caught with?"

It's not that Song Yu couldn't believe what he said, but he really couldn't think of the reason why the old man forced a small Song family to marry.

Tan Lao calmed himself down skillfully and gave Tan Huairong a sideways look, "Take care of yourself, don't think that you can regret it if you take something."

"I don't want what happened tonight to happen again, otherwise, you can't even think about the rest."

Hearing this, Tan Huairong's eyes turned cold.

The little fox's father is naturally an old fox, so he can't do anything without keeping a secret.

After the ceremony was completed, Tan Lao gave the things to Tan Huairong, but they were incomplete. The rest would be given after seeing Tan Huairong's performance.

Having already experienced the authenticity of things, Tan Huairong was bound to get the key parts that he had not yet obtained.

This is why he agreed to stay in the old house tonight.

However, he cannot be manipulated at will. No one in this world can manipulate him unless he volunteers.

With his arms on the desk and his body leaning forward, Tan Huairong's eyes were heavy and oppressive.

"You can get divorced if you get married, and I can get the things I want, so don't challenge my bottom line."

"Get out of here!!"

In the study, Tan Lao's roar made Song Yu, who was waiting at the door, tremble with fear.

After a moment, the door was opened, and Tan Huairong came out, looking calm and calm, and he didn't look like he had been scolded.

Song Yu ignored him and couldn't wait to enter the room.

She knew that Mr. Tan was angry, but there were some things that needed to be said clearly now.

"Sleep in separate rooms tonight." After hastily saying this, Song Yu walked into the study.

Tan Huairong raised his eyebrows and went straight downstairs.

"Tan Lao, you didn't say that Mr. Tan was so resistant to marriage. You are holding the lifeline of the Song family. I have nothing to say, but if Mr. Tan wants a divorce..."

"He will not."

I don’t know why the old man is so sure. Is it the father’s natural authority?

But Tan Huairong looked like the boss in the world and didn't seem to take his father seriously. The reason why he agreed to get married was probably because the old man had something important in his grasp.

Therefore, Song Yu believed that what the old man said was not credible.

"If, I mean if, Mr. Tan does something for the divorce, such as harming the Song Group, can you guarantee the safety of the Song Group?"

"I told you, he won't."

His son threatened him, his daughter-in-law also questioned him, and the old man was very angry now.

Today’s young people are more difficult to deal with than the last!

However, although Song Yu had a clear mind, based on his understanding of Tan Huairong, he had to admit that this was something that brat could do.

The old man had no choice but to patiently promise Song Yu: "With me here, the Song family will not lose a hair."

It's just because of your appearance that the Song family is in danger!

Song Yu secretly cursed, not daring to show it on his face.

She just said it was unfounded, so she felt uneasy and boldly asked the old man to write a guarantee letter for her.

"Get out!!"

With another roar, Song Yu came out of the study languidly.

If you don’t want to write, then you won’t write. It’s so cruel.

The study room was on the third floor, and Tan Huairong's bedroom was on the second floor. But Song Yu had already agreed to sleep in separate rooms, so he went directly to the first floor to find the housekeeper.

"How can we stay in the same room when we are all in such trouble?"

Song Yu was speechless.

The housekeeper was also in a dilemma. The master clearly told him that the young couple must stay in the same room tonight. It was just that he didn't notice. He couldn't take the initiative to help them separate.

While the two were talking to each other, a serious-looking woman wearing a silk nightgown came down the stairs.

"It's late at night, why are you making such a fuss?"

"The eldest young master, the second young master said that he wants to sleep in a separate room with the second young master, and asked me to help find a room." The housekeeper spoke first.

Song Yu felt miserable. In this unfamiliar Tan family, her husband didn't love her, her father-in-law didn't like her, and even the housekeeper bullied her.

He only said that she wanted to split a room, but he didn't say that Tan Huairong wanted a divorce. Isn't this clearly a trick to her?

Sure enough, Du Yumei frowned when she heard this, with a look of disapproval.

"On your wedding night, you slept in a separate room with the groom. Song Yu, do you look down on Tan Huairong or do you look down on Tan Jia?"

After ignoring her at the wedding banquet, and now asking such a pointed question, Song Yu was sure that Du Yumei really didn't like her.

But she didn't know where she had offended this sister-in-law whom she had never met.

"Uh, sister-in-law," she was not used to calling her for the first time, "I'm not looking down on anyone, I'm just talking about Huairong -"

"Sister-in-law, this has nothing to do with you."

A clear voice came from upstairs, interrupting what Song Yu was about to say, and the three people downstairs looked up.

Tan Huairong changed his clothes, which were slightly more formal, and looked like he was going out.

"The room separation is just because I'm not used to it."

He walked up to Song Yu and looked at her with hints and warnings.

"Well, yes, I'm not used to it." Although he wanted to confront Tan Huairong, Song Yu somehow felt that he should listen to him this time.

"Uncle Li, find a room for her."

After saying that, Tan Huairong walked towards the door. Du Yumei quickly rolled her eyes and stopped him.

"Huairong, it's not good to go out on your wedding night and let people know about it. What can't be dealt with tomorrow, or...is there someone waiting for you?"

"Sister-in-law," Tan Huairong paused in opening the door and said in a cold tone, "This has nothing to do with you either. You are just my sister-in-law."

What do you mean, you think she is too lenient?

As the saying goes, a sister-in-law is like a mother, she has the right to interfere in even his marriage matters, but he actually thinks that she is too lenient? !

For a moment, Du Yumei was so angry that stars were popping up in her eyes, her blood pressure was rising, and she had no time to care about Song Yu, so she went upstairs angrily.

After Tan Huairong spoke, the housekeeper Uncle Li took Song Yu to find a room, but it was next to Tan Huairong's bedroom.

Song Yu's face fell, and Uncle Li immediately said: "Actually, the second young master rarely comes back, and even if he is next to him, he can't touch him."

Look, doesn’t she know everything? It’s just that she is an outsider in this family, so she doesn’t have to listen to her words.

Forget it, she was so tired that she couldn't straighten her waist. She didn't want to argue anymore, she just wanted to rest quickly.

After thanking Uncle Li, Song Yu walked into the room, kicked off his high heels, and threw himself on the bed.

The muscles all over her body relaxed, and she felt like she was going to melt away. She thought she would not be able to sleep in a strange environment, but perhaps because of her extreme exhaustion, her breathing soon calmed down, and she even snored faintly.

When Song Yu fell into sleep, some people shed tears in the night wind.

At the doorman's office of Maochen Apartment, a woman with a soft appearance and thin clothes burst into tears.

The security personnel were at a loss. They saw a black Porsche driving this way from a distance. As if they saw a savior, they immediately rushed to meet it.

"Mr. Tan, this lady has been crying here for an hour. She refused to persuade her to leave or call the police. She said she was your friend, so I took the liberty to call you."

"um. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Oh, by the way, she seems drunk."

Hearing this, Tan Huairong frowned.

Asking the security personnel to help drive the car into the community, he walked up to the woman, took off his coat and put it on her body.

The early autumn night was already very cold.

The woman looked at him dreamingly, tears rolling down like broken beads.

"Huairong, you are here."

"You still care about me, so why did you marry that woman? Why?"

"I've been waiting for you for so many years. You know, what about her? How long have you known her?"

Tan Huairong felt a headache when the woman grabbed him by the collar. He did not answer her words, but took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Uncle...well...she is here with me, you can come and pick her up...ok...it doesn't matter..."

"No, I'm not leaving!"

When Zhu Xia Tong heard that Tan Huairong wanted her to leave, she cried even harder, and she wanted to cling to him.

The family was afraid that she would get married, so they locked her up for a whole day. She tried her best to escape and attract Tan Huairong. How could she go back so easily?

"Huairong, I really, really like you. Don't drive me away or go find that woman, okay?"

With tears filling her eyelashes and her eyebrows slightly furrowed, Zhu Xia Tong looked at Tan Huairong intently and sadly, expressing her true feelings.

But it's a pity that our young master Tan is an extremely incomprehensible person.

He held Zhu Xiatong's arms and pushed her away from him, saying expressionlessly: "You are not conscious."

In the end, Tan Huairong accompanied Zhu Xiatong and waited for her family.

Before leaving, Zhu Xia Tong asked him with tears in his eyes whether he loved her or not. He said nothing to Huairong and watched in silence as she was helped into the car and then walked into the community without looking back.

Maochen Apartment is also located along the Moon River. It is a top-grade apartment that is only for rent but not for sale, but Tan Huairong bought the one with the best view.

The people who live here are either rich or noble, and the security is naturally relatively strict, so no matter how hard Zhu Xia Tong cries, without the consent of the owner, he can only cry at the gate of the community.

After seeing off Zhu Xia Tong, Tan Huairong returned to his home.

He won't go back to the old house tonight. He couldn't get used to living there. After all, he doesn't like anyone there.

It wasn't until the sky turned white that the light shining on Tan Huairong's face went out.

He closed the computer, took off his glasses, leaned back in his chair and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

The information the old man gave was useful, but the missing part was the key, and he had to find a way to get it as soon as possible.