Hao Jia's back was facing Zhao Qinghu, so Zhao Qinghu couldn't see her expression at all. Her brows were frowning tightly. Since she came here, she seemed to have become her only tool, and she was torn a pair of stockings almost every day. He was not that kind of gentle man. He liked to do all this roughly and liked to see women struggling in his arms.

Hao Jia was once the woman he wanted the most, so now he played with her in various ways. He wanted to make up for all the years he lost. As his fingers penetrated into the softest part of her body, her brows became tighter. She clamped her legs tightly, hoping to stop him from invasion. But he knew that the tighter she clamped, the greater the reaction force her body received.

"Brother, you should go out to entertain the guests. The wedding is about to begin. Is it good tonight?" Hao Jia begged for mercy panting. She knew that if she didn't stop Zhao Qinghu in time, she would probably have to do all her makeup in the morning again.

When Zhao Qinghu heard this, he unexpectedly stopped the remaining movements. He also knew the importance of today. He slowly stopped moving hands and took back the fingers that had been abused in her body from Hao Jia's clothes. He stuffed them into his mouth in front of Hao Jia very disgustingly, cleaned the water stains on them.

"I have something to do tonight. I don't have time to deal with you tonight. Let's go and go to the wedding with me."

"Brother, I'm a little worried." Although Zhao Qinghu notified Hao Jia to attend today's wedding yesterday, she was still a little worried about the people from the Discipline Inspection Commission to look for her. If Zhao Qinghu couldn't stand it, she would have to be taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission. At that time, it was not only her who was unlucky. It is very likely that Wang Senlin, who had just gained freedom, would have to be arrested again.

She was actually sorry to Wang Senlin, so she didn't want to add any trouble to Wang Senlin. After all, everything she had given to her was given to her by Wang Senlin. Now, Wang Senlin has nothing, and has lost both his official position and his family and lover, which is equivalent to losing both his life and wealth.

"What are you afraid of? With me here, no one dares to touch you. In a few days, you will go to the province and make this happen thoroughly. Today is your first step in appearance. No one dares to touch my Zhao Qinghu's woman."

Either intimidating Zhao Qinghu's domineeringness or believing that Zhao Qinghu has this ability, Hao Jia finally nodded, walked into the bedroom next to her, changed into a new stocking, and walked out with Zhao Qinghu's arm.

"Do you know? I still want to tear your stockings apart now. I just can't stand you wearing stockings. It's so charming." Zhao Qinghu whispered in Hao Jia's ear.

"Uncle, you're ready."

"Well, Zhao Gang, is the bride ready?" Zhao Qinghu asked with a frown.

"Don't worry, uncle, she is very cognitive. I have already told you about all the interests I should have. She also promised to act in this drama well, otherwise, she will know the consequences." Zhao Gang said with a gloomy face.

"Well, okay, I understand, let's start, go call Hengbin here," Zhao Qinghu ordered.

When Zhao Qinghu and Zhao Gang were talking, Hao Jia turned her face to the other side and didn't look at Zhao Gang at all, because she hated this person very much. This person was Zhao Qinghu's nephew, and in the Weihuang Group, it can be said that he was less than one person and more than ten thousand people. Because Zhao Qinghu's son was mentally retarded, Zhao Qinghu valued Zhao Gang very much and treated him as his successor, which caused Zhao Gang to be arrogant.

However, Zhao Gang's domineering arrogance made Zhao Qinghu unaware of it. Because there were several times when Zhao Qinghu was away, Zhao Gang wanted to touch Hao Jia several times. Because there was no evidence, Hao Jia was also afraid of making Zhao Qinghu unhappy, so he endured it, but his disgust was beyond words.

In another villa in Weihuang Manor, He Qing was wearing a wedding dress. The white wedding dress set off her bright face and looked energetic. In fact, this was not a real scene. These were painted by several makeup artists invited from the provincial capital. In fact, He Qing was already haggard. She had to eat on time and exercise on time every day. If she didn't do it, Zhao Qinghu would punish those who served her. It can be said that she was enduring double pressure here.

Because of her conceit, she destroyed her freedom. Not only did she fail to successfully assassinate Zhao Qinghu, she was imprisoned here by Zhao Qinghu. Now she has become a tool for Zhao Qinghu to threaten her father. Just a few days ago, Zhao Gang told her that thanks to her father's mediation and support, Weihuang Group successfully borrowed 1 billion yuan from Industrial and Commercial Bank. She understood that if it weren't for her, her father would not have done this.

Zhao Gang pushed the door and looked at He Qing sitting in front of the mirror. He felt a little jealous and heartache. Damn, this woman is going to accompany that idiot tonight. Such a beautiful woman was ruined like this. She was just a character who ran errands just because she was his nephew. There is no real fairness in this world. All fairness is achieved by one's own efforts. As long as you have the rights and money in your hands, you can get anything.

"You all go out first," Zhao Gang said to the makeup artists.

Several people packed up their own things and walked out of the dressing room one after another.

"Hehe, what a beautiful bride. What a pity. I want to marry an idiot. I don't know if that idiot understands **. You said, if he doesn't understand, will you teach him? Hahaha..." Zhao Gang laughed wildly.

He Qing couldn't sit still. She gradually realized that this person was named Zhao Gang, and he was Zhao Qinghu's nephew. It seemed that he had great ambitions for his uncle's industry, but Zhao Qinghu didn't know it.

"Bride, why don't you talk? Is it reasonable for you to say my worries?" Zhao Gang stood behind He Qing, stretched out his hands, held her cheek from behind, and looked at the two people in the mirror. Not to mention, these two people are still very compatible.

He Qing still didn't speak and struggled for a while, but she couldn't get rid of his hands. Seeing the beautiful bride in the mirror, Zhao Gang's jealousy swelled again. This time, he saw He Qing's white breasts wearing a strapless dress.
Chapter completed!