Chapter 574 Proposal

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Lin Shiyu's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the phoenix crown and bridal robe in the window, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes overflowed with tenderness.

She naturally knew what he was thinking.

From the moment she decided to take that step and walk to his side, she decided to open her heart and communicate with him.

Qiu Cici's pretty face was already twisted with anger and jealousy. Although the young master announced the date of marriage with her, she could not see the young master except for the one time in the mall in the past half month.

She didn't look like a bride at all. She had no wedding dress and no marriage letter. She was simply an idle person.

Now it has spread all over Mexico that the young master didn't want to marry her at all. This is just a joke.

Although everyone was praising her and fawning on her on the surface, they were pointing fingers at her behind her back.

Now she couldn't wear this wedding dress at all, but it was tailor-made according to Lin Shiyu's size. The young master's mind could be guessed.

"Don't dream, the young master wants to marry me!" Qiu Cici clenched her fist and said angrily.

Tang Moer raised her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, "You want to marry, dream on."

"You!" Qiu Cici was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. This was really intolerable. She rolled up her sleeves and rushed to Lin Shiyu, "You vixen, I taught you a lesson last time in the mall! What are you still doing? How did the bodyguard slap you last time? Now slap them to death!"

Those girlfriends were quickly instigated by Qiu Cici. They looked at each other and rushed up.

"You two little bitches who like to seduce men. Our Mexican socialite circle was originally very good and quiet, but you came and muddied the water in the circle. Now we are going to beat you and cry and go home to find your mother!"

This is going to fight!

Tang Moer's eyes flashed, and a cold light overflowed from her delicate willow-shaped eyebrows, "Shiyu, are you afraid? There are two of us and four of them. We are going to fight one against two."

Lin Shiyu put her phone on the counter and gently curled her red lips, "Are we afraid of fighting?"

The two sisters smiled at each other.

Ten minutes later, a ghost howled from inside, "Stop fighting, it hurts... We admit defeat, let us go, stop fighting..."

Qiu Cici and the other four fell to the ground, their delicate makeup on their faces was ruined, they were covered with bruises, and they cried loudly.

Lin Shiyu pulled Qiu Cici's long hair hard, "What a coincidence, last time you wanted to teach me a lesson, I also wanted to teach you a lesson."

"..."

Tang Mo'er rode on a socialite, "Dare to bully us sisters, I'll let you know who will cry and go home to find mom!"

"..."

Qiu Cici suddenly screamed, "Hurry up, help, help!"

Qiu Cici is the daughter of the Qiu family, and she has bodyguards when she goes out. Her bodyguards are guarding the stairs outside.

When she shouted, several black-clad bodyguards rushed over quickly.

But after running a step, a small hand suddenly reached out, grabbed the bodyguard's shoulder, pulled back, and one bodyguard rolled down the stairs directly.

Then the bodyguards were also thrown down the stairs.

Below is the banquet hall, gentlemen and ladies in suits and long skirts are holding red wine glasses and chatting and laughing, extremely elegant. This sudden change scared someone to scream, ah!

The banquet hall quickly became a mess.

---What happened? Why did someone roll down the stairs?

---What's that noise upstairs? I seem to hear someone crying.

At this time, Fu Qinglun and Gu Mohan were standing in the center of the brightly lit hall, entertaining VIPs. The two were tall and straight, elegant and noble, and they were already the focus of everyone's attention.

"Mr. Smithson, Mr. Gu, nice to meet you." Delia smiled.

Although this Delia was a drug dealer, his identity was still an international tycoon on the surface, and everyone would give him some face.

Fu Qinglun hooked his thin lips and nodded lightly.

Gu Mohan took a sip of the red wine in his hand, and then looked at the corner of the hall, where a tall and strong body stood, hidden in the darkness, but it was hard to ignore.

"Mr. Delia, is that your man?" Gu Mohan asked.

Delia nodded, "Yes, my driver, he's a little old, and his right leg is still lame, but he's very strong, silent, hardworking, and very honest."

Hearing this, Gu Mohan calmly retracted his gaze and looked at Fu Qinglun, and Fu Qinglun looked at him.

That's Lu Yan.

Lu Yan has approached Delia.

This trip has come to Mexico.

At this time, there was a noise in my ears, and there was movement on the stairs.

What happened?

As the owner of Guding Castle, Fu Qinglun quickly put down the red wine glass and walked over with steady steps.

Several bodyguards at the bottom of the stairs supported their waists, and it was obvious that they fell heavily. A slender and graceful figure stood on the stairs.

It was An An.

An An wore a one-shoulder black silk dress today. The smooth silk fabric outlined her flawless body curves. The hem of the skirt fell slightly to the ground. She leaned lazily against the wall, guarding the stairs, and her profile was dusty and cold.

"Master," the housekeeper came running over, wiping his sweat, "Master, this is bad! A few women upstairs are fighting and smashing everything in the room!"

What?

Fu Qinglun's handsome features suddenly sank, and he immediately looked at Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan's cold narrow eyes fell on An An, who was guarding the stairs and not letting anyone go up. Do we need to guess who was fighting inside?

What a joke!

At this time, with a "click", the door opened, and Qiu Cici and several other Shuyuan ran down the stairs crying.

Qiu Cici threw herself into the arms of her parents, "Daddy and Mommy, someone hit me!"

Fu Qinglun and Gu Mohan raised their eyelids and took a look. Qiu Cici was so miserable, her clothes were torn, and there were a few small blood marks on her pretty face.

Qiu Cici was the head of the socialites in Mexico. She was beaten, and everyone was shocked---

"Oh my God, who beat Miss Qiu?"

"Look at Miss Qiu, this is a cruel move."

"Young Lord, this is your territory, someone dared to do it on your territory, you must punish the murderer severely!"...

Everyone talked about it and pointed the finger at the person who beat him.

At this time, two more slender and graceful figures appeared upstairs. Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu came out.

The two stood together with An An, looking down at the whole scene from a high place.

"Young Lord, the murderer has come out, you must punish them!"

"Aren't these the three beauties of the imperial capital? The three beauties of the imperial capital actually came to challenge the entire socialite circle in Mexico, how bold!"

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun stood downstairs and looked at the three women upstairs, "..."

"Young Lord, how do you deal with this matter?"

"Boss Gu, can your wife beat people at will?"...

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun were besieged.

Tang Moer, Lin Shiyu and Gu Anan stood upstairs. They dealt with these people without any injuries and were in high spirits.

Gu Anan did not speak throughout the whole process. Her eyes lightly wandered around the people downstairs, and then fell on Lu Yan in the dark corner.

In the vast sea of ​​people, she could recognize him at a glance.

It was dark there, and Lu Yan's face could not be seen clearly, but he put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his eyes fell on An An.

At the same time, Delia's eyes also fell on Gu An An. He rubbed his palms secretly, and a greedy and vulgar light appeared in his eyes. What a beautiful girl.

Being besieged, Gu Mohan's handsome face was calm, but he frowned his heroic eyebrows, and his eyes were fixed on Tang Mo'er's small face. He said, "Come down!"

Two simple words, simply domineering.

With a severe reprimand.

Although Gu Mohan doted on Tang Mo'er, Tang Mo'er still respected this man in her bones and was afraid that he would lose his temper.

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun are actually two different types of men. Fu Qinglun is a gentleman with aristocracy in his bones, while Gu Mohan is a male chauvinist. He is a natural king who likes to lead and plunder.

Tang Mo'er was a coward and quickly went downstairs.

--- Mr. Gu, you have to take good care of Mrs. Gu.

---Mrs. Gu, you beat Miss Qiu like this. For the sake of Mr. Gu, you just need to apologize to Miss Qiu.

Tang Moer went down the stairs amid all the discussions.

At this time, Gu Mohan came over. He stretched out his big hand with distinct joints to hold her soft little hand, and pulled her directly into his arms.

"Do you know you are wrong?" He asked in a deep voice.

Tang Moer raised her bright eyes to look at his handsome face, and then nodded vigorously, "I know I am wrong."

"What's wrong?" He was like a father scolding his daughter.

Tang Moer's charming little face turned red, and she felt very embarrassed. She pouted her red lips, "They beat me and Shiyu first. Shiyu and I were at most normal defense, excessive defense. I didn't think I was wrong, but you said I was wrong, so I was wrong."

"Dare to talk back?" Gu Mohan raised his hand and pretended to hit her.

Ah!

Tang Moer exclaimed and quickly stretched out her two little hands to protect her head.

The crowd in the hall: Mr. Gu, what happened to the wife training you promised? What did we do wrong to be fed a mouthful of dog food?

The imagined pain did not subside. Tang Moer secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Mohan. The man stood in front of her, fighting against the light. His golden light was like a sculpture, handsome to the point of being outrageous.

Reaching out his big palm to take down the two small hands she was protecting, Gu Mohan pursed his thin lips, and his low and magnetic voice overflowed with helplessness and coaxing, "Your fault is not that others hit you, you are over-defending, my wife, Gu Mohan, you didn't beat her to disability, it's because your hands were too soft."

"Your fault is that next time someone dares to bully you, don't go on the field yourself, leave it to me, I will make her disappear directly, understand?"

Tang Moer's eyes lit up. It turned out that Mr. Gu was not blaming her. Her heart was suddenly as sweet as honey.

The crowd around,...

What is power? This is it.

What is a wife-protecting maniac? This is it.

Mr. Gu is awesome, 2.8 meters tall.

Qiu Cici was stunned and could not speak. It was fine that she was irritated by Lin Shiyu, but now Tang Moer was trying to provoke her.

"Daddy, my face hurts." Qiu Cici quickly grabbed her daddy's sleeve and refused to give in.

Although Mr. Qiu was protective of his daughter, he was not stupid. Who was Gu Mohan? He was the first capital tycoon in the imperial capital, and he was so protective of his wife. Who would dare to provoke him?

Besides, Mr. Gu’s meaning is very clear. The upstairs is a battlefield for women, and the downstairs is a battlefield for men. Whoever dares to bully Mrs. Gu, feel free to beat him. If you kill or maim him, your husband will take care of it.

Tsk tsk.

Mr. Qiu didn’t want to provoke Gu Mohan, but he had more important things to do, so he saw Fu Qinglun, “Young Master, forget about this farce today. Two days later, it will be the 15th day of the lunar month, an auspicious time, and then Ci Ci will marry you.”

Qiu Ci Ci’s heartbeat quickly accelerated. Yes, this is the point.

She immediately looked at Fu Qinglun with affection.

The crowds around congratulated him---

“Young Master, you and Miss Qiu are really a perfect match.”

“Young Master, I wish you and Miss Qiu a son soon.”…

Fu Qinglun wore a handmade black suit today. The suit perfectly outlined his handsome shoulders and sturdy chest. His waistline was tight, and the inverted triangle of his back waist and his perky buttocks were connected in a line, which was indescribably charming.

Hearing these words, he raised his cold black eyes and looked at Lin Shiyu on the stairs, then smiled with his thin lips, "Everyone, the wedding will go on as usual in two days, but my bride is not Qiu Cici."

What?

The whole audience took a breath of cold air.

Qiu Cici's heart sank, as if she was in hell, "Young Master, why do you say that? Do you want to ruin the engagement?"

Fu Qinglun glanced at Qiu Cici, "I said at that party half a month ago that whoever took the number 18, I would marry her as my wife. Miss Qiu, the number 18 you took is fake."

The housekeeper came over and threw the fake number plate on the ground. The number 18 on it had been processed, and the traces of modification had been revealed.

"What's going on? Miss Qiu, how can you modify the number plate without authorization? Is this the family tradition and upbringing of your Qiu family?"

Everyone's accusations and discussions came over.

Qiu Cici's face turned pale. It turned out... it turned out that the young master had known it for a long time!

"Young Master, Miss Qiu took a fake number plate, so who took the real number plate? Who is your real bride?"

The real bride?

At this time, with a "click", all the lights in the hall were turned off, and the swaying red candles were lit. Fu Qinglun took long steps and slowly came to the bottom of the stairs.

He looked at Lin Shiyu on the stairs with a lingering look, and his soft voice resounded in everyone's ears, "My bride, from beginning to end, there is only one person. She made me fall in love at first sight, fall in love at second sight, and marry her at third sight."

"I think maybe I should give her time to think about it, but it's been 18 years, and I can't wait."

"Shishi, I'm going to you now. If you don't want to, you can still go. If you don't go, then be my bride. Tomorrow night, tie your black hair for me, put on the wedding dress, walk through the ten-mile foreign market, and from now on accompany you to laugh and drink for three thousand times, and never complain about the separation."