God of War's Love: Forced to Marry a Cute Wife

Chapter 18 018 Early Death and Early Survival

"You don't need to be kind," Luo Zhan refused to buy it, and said in a blunt and hard way: "I don't owe the Shen family anything, and I don't need to explain."

They never held hands, never spoke to each other, they met each other a few times in the living room of their own home, and then Shen Xinyan ran to Luo's house every day, busying around with Yang Ziyun, occasionally waiting for him to come back, and throwing a few winks.

Damn, if you want to marry into Luo's family like this, what the hell are you thinking about?There are strange things everywhere, especially in the Luo family.Damn, I feel depressed just thinking about it.What year is it, and you still follow the parental line, coaxing Mr. Luo to be happy, thinking that he is relying on him, Luo's second child?
Luo Ziao sat respectfully and gracefully on one side, and next to him was his fiancée, Wen Xijun, the daughter of Mayor Wen of City A.

At this moment, Wen Xijun was looking at the little Song Feiyu, who was too surprised at the banquet just now, and didn't have time to see clearly.At this moment, when I stared intently, I realized that it was a little girl's film, so tender that water could be pinched out.

Song Feiyu was standing behind Luo Zhan, secretly looking at Wen Xijun.Seeing that the other party was holding Luo Ziao's arm affectionately, and the bird was clinging to his side like a human being, the light in his eyes dimmed.Wen Xijun is a beautiful woman, well-dressed, and her father is a high-ranking official, so she should be very worthy of Luo Ziao.

She lowered her head, not to mention being very disappointed.She doesn't belong here, the banquet is over, the contract is terminated, and now it's just an additional contract.To be able to see him and return the necklace to him is nothing but a matter of concern, otherwise, I will always be obsessed with it.

Thinking of this, she calmed down.When she raised her head again, her eyes were clear, like the cleanest spring water.

Everyone was waiting for Mr. Luo to lose his temper. In the end, Mr. Luo stood up and said in a deep voice, "Miss Song, come with me to the study." After speaking, he went straight to the stairs.

I was stunned.

Song Feiyu tugged at Luo Zhan, and unconsciously shrank back behind Luo Zhan.

Luo Zhan looked at the old man's still upright and resolute back, frowned lightly, reached out to grab Song Feiyu's hand, and led her to walk over: "I'll accompany you."

At this moment, Second Young Master Luo looked like a good person, his big hot hand completely held her somewhat cold little hand in his.When Song Feiyu met his gaze at this moment, he was very stable and at ease.

She gently held the hem of her skirt, followed Luo Zhan, and stepped up the stairs step by step.With a flicker of his gaze, he met Luo Ziao's thoughtful eyes condescendingly, and his heart felt weak for a while.

Her head was as big as a bucket, and she asked softly, "What am I going to say later?"

Luo Zhan turned his face to look at her, and for the first time did not attack her: "With me here, you don't have to be afraid."

Alright, Song Feiyu bowed his head and nodded.Stretching the head is a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, anyway, it is death, early death and early death.

At the door of the study, Luo Ren stopped: "Second brother, you wait at the door."

Luo Zhan looked at the old man: "Dad, my woman has a heart attack, she won't listen to you swearing." After speaking, he pushed open the door of the study and dragged Song Feiyu in.

Song Feiyu grinds his teeth and complains, you have heart disease, and your whole family has heart disease.On the surface, Wenxiu is quiet and looks like Xiaojiabiyu.

"Stinky boy, dare to challenge your old man, you are tired!" Luo Ning's voice was like a bell, and his words were majestic.

Luo Zhan smiled angrily, pulled Song Feiyu into the sofa and sat there, wrapping his hands around her waist, looking very affectionate.

Luo Nin glared at Luo Zhan, and closed the door smoothly.

Song Feiyu broke free from Luo Zhan's control, and quickly stood up: "Hello, Uncle." Acting in a full set, taking people's money, and helping people to eliminate disasters, can she say that she has professional ethics?
With a surprisingly gentle expression, Luo Ren gestured to her, motioning her to sit down.

Is the sun coming out from the west?Luo Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes slowly passed over the old man's friendly face.

(End of this chapter)