President Ba kneels and begs to get the certificate with me

Chapter 393 Our Marriage Is False

The people around Su Qianye all call him the president or Mr. Su, but only people like Butler Zhao who have been with him for a long time call him the young master, and this person too?
This kind of name is also drunk, what age is it.

An Er lowered his head, his mouth was obviously tight.

Yang Yiyi was driven home by him, Su Qianye would not come back at this time, she sat on the sofa thinking about it, and always felt that something was not right.

What happened to her in the woods?
Why was Ning Shasha involved? Why did the owner of the teahouse show up?
He broke her tires...

Want her to die?

Something came to Yang Yiyi's mind, and her heart sank, could it have something to do with her mother's death?
But in her impression, her mother didn't know the owner of the teahouse, so why did he do this?
The only thing that is certain is that something must have happened to her in Huludao, because that An Er obviously only recently started following her.

Yang Yiyi wanted to contact Ning Shasha to ask, but she didn't have her contact information, so she went to the agency, but the other party thought she was a reporter and hung up her phone.

Really annoying.

When Su Qianye comes back at night, he must ask about it.

Ziming and Nuonuo participated in the summer camp organized by the kindergarten. They were not at home, and housekeeper Zhao also went home to see his daughter, waiting for the two little ghosts to come back.

Yang Yiyi was the only one left in the huge Su Mansion.

After simply having dinner, Yang Yiyi has been waiting for Su Qianye to come back, standing in front of the door and walking back and forth, a little anxious.

It's hard to calm down inside.

Su Qian had dinner with some people from the chamber of commerce at night, and then went to the hall to play with them, and didn't come back until eleven o'clock.

After getting out of the car, Su Qianye sighed softly. His stomach began to ache from drinking too much alcohol, but he was drinking well, and everything else was normal except that his eyes were blurred.

Walking in with one hand in his pocket, Su Qianye saw the figure in front of the door stop.

It was already late, she was wearing black pajamas with suspenders, with a lace design on her chest, her hair was draped lazily on her shoulders, her legs were slender, straight and fair, with the charm of a woman.

Her cheeks were fair and clear, with a bit of impatience between her brows, walking up and down there.

waiting for him?
A lamp, a woman, waiting for him to come home.

Su Qianye's heart warmed unconsciously.

The corner of her mouth was bent and she walked over, but Yang Yiyi had already seen him walking over in a hurry, and frowned before reaching her, "Are you drinking again?"

Her tone was reproachful, but it carried a bit of the blame and helplessness of a little woman.

Su Qianye suddenly felt the reality of marrying her.

Wei Wei took a step forward and hugged her, putting his own weight on part of her body.

"Oh!" Yang Yiyi hurriedly hugged his waist, took a step back with some difficulty, pressed her back against the Roman pillar at the door, and patted his back angrily, "Why do you drink so much wine? ? Don’t you know you have a bad stomach?”

Such a grown-up person doesn't know how to cherish himself.

"Driving back!" Yang Yiyi became even angrier when she saw his car parked there, but Su Qianye grabbed her waist and buried her head in her neck...

Yang Yiyi tilted her head, reached out to hold his cheek and pushed him away forcefully, "Didn't I say you can't touch me without my permission?"

Did he take her words as a deaf ear?

Su Qianye looked at her in a daze, and smiled helplessly, "You are my wife, of course I can touch her."

Yang Yiyi pulled her lips and smiled fakely, "Our marriage is fake."

Su Qianye squinted her eyes, and slammed her into her arms with force, "I have a child, I have slept with her, and I have a marriage certificate. How can it be fake?"

Yang Yiyi felt the change in him and quickly pushed him away, "You, don't be so glib, go to sleep quickly, it's annoying."

She turned around and walked back nagging, feeling that he hadn't followed and looked back, but saw him leaning on the pillar and reaching out to her, "Help me."

(End of this chapter)