Master Spoils His Wife To The Extreme - Chapter 58

Gao Jianfeng has been hiding Ziyan’s story, but he tells Xiaodie without omission.

“I find I don’t want to know at all.”

Ziyan looked out of the window and whispered.

A Feng must have his reason for doing so. A woman with a husband has a big stomach, but no one is looking for her.

What kind of marriage was that?

What kind of relationship is that?

She really doesn’t want to know, but although the past has passed, she can’t escape.

Half an hour later, I finally arrived at Walker’s residence, an old castle outside London.

It looked old and big, but she didn’t want to appreciate it.

The car drove directly into the castle. There was some accident. There was no one in the castle.

It seems that this is just an ordinary residence.

But Ziyan’s intuition told her that this is the headquarters of the dark night.

There must be a secret here.

Ziyan was surprised that Walker Hua brought her to the dark night headquarters.

Isn’t he afraid of her divulging secrets?

“Don’t be surprised. Ordinary people can’t get close here. Since I brought you here, I’m naturally prepared.”

Walker is like reading surgery, which makes Ziyan very uncomfortable.

“Can you tell me something about my husband?”

Ziyan asked after Walker Hua.

“No, your perspective as a wife is naturally different from mine.”

“I don’t really want to know. Since ah Feng conceals me, there must be a reason.”

Ziyan stood where she was and didn’t dare to come forward. She was suddenly afraid to know too much.

“Don’t you want to know if your husband has remarried?”

Walker didn’t stop. He still went upstairs.

“Remarry?”

Ziyan felt dizzy.

He remarried only half a year after she woke up?

Did they get married without emotional foundation?

Is her injury related to the remarried husband?

Or did he empathize and think that her wife was an eyesore, so he bought a murderer to kill?

A Feng is a killer. Does he really think so?

Ah Feng must have taken her to London because he saw that he was poor and couldn’t do it?

I can’t help but say that Ziyan has a rich imagination.

“You don’t have to be too surprised. The love story of life and death in this world is just people’s good wishes. There is no one who leaves can’t live.”

Walker Hua went upstairs and turned to face Ziyan.

“I don’t think so. It’s just that he remarried after I came to London for only half a year. I’m always uncomfortable.”

Ziyan didn’t hide it and held the upper side of the stairs.

The stairs were a little difficult for her. She couldn’t see the instep of her feet. I’m afraid she would fall down if she hadn’t been supported.

“It seems that Aldrich hasn’t captured your heart in the past six months.”

Walker Hua walked into the room. As he expected, the information about Ziyan had been neatly placed on the desk.

This is efficiency, this is dark night, and this is the ability of killers.

“Come in, you can see everything about yourself.”

Walker Hua said to Ziyan standing by the door.

Just as Ziyan entered Walker’s office to see her personal data, DIDU, a five-star hotel in Taiwan, was holding a prosperous wedding.

The president of TNS today married song Laidi, the third daughter of the Song family.

Six months after the murder of Zhuo Weiting’s little wife, he married his wife’s sister, which caused a sensation in Taiwan.

Gao Jianfeng, who had already completed the task and booked the air tickets, stayed after seeing such news in the newspaper.

He wants to see how ruthless and abnormal Zhuo Weiting can be.

The wedding banquet on this day is very grand. It is said that there are hundreds of tables.

Gao Jianfeng mingled with the guests and went in.

This time he came with blonde hair and blue eyes. He has been watching.

Watching Zhuo Weiting in a suit hover among the guests.

That face still hasn’t changed, but Gao Jianfeng’s feeling has changed.

He didn’t look like a human anymore. Although he had a smile on his face, he didn’t have any human feelings.

In his eyes, there was a murderous spirit colder than hell.

He will never be wrong. He is most familiar with this murderous spirit after he has been organized in the dark night for so long.

When the bride’s father appeared holding the bride, Zhuo Weiting’s eyes flashed a cold light.

Soon, too fast to catch.

Gao Jianfeng gets closer. He has an illusion that it’s not like a wedding, but like a funeral.

If the guest’s dress is changed into black and white, if the flattering laughter is changed into crying, it is no different from a funeral.

Seeing song Laidi holding Zhuo Weiting’s arm, Gao Jianfeng looked at it, but his mind was thinking, if Yan’er was standing at that position, what would he look like? “Zhuo, congratulations.”

Although he hasn’t attended the wedding, Gao Jianfeng feels that the wedding is a little different and there seems to be something missing.

When the guests raised their glasses to the bride and groom, Gao Jianfeng took the wine glass and came closer.

“Zhuo Zong, congratulations on marrying your lovely wife again.”

Gao Jianfeng approached. When Zhuo Weiting raised his glass, he stretched out his hand and touched his cup path.

“I know you?”

The cup in Zhuo Weiting’s hand stopped in the middle of the air. Looking at this blonde hair, this face had a feeling of deja vu.

“What do you say, Mr. Zhuo?”

Gao Jianfeng deliberately spoke English.

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, Zhuo Weiting crossed a mosquito in his head.

“Your last name is Gao?”

He remembered the boy who loved Mu Yaner, the boy who left Taiwan.

But the boy had black hair and black eyes, and the man in front of him had blond hair and blue eyes.

And it seems a little different. He doesn’t seem to be that boy anymore. Now he looks more like a stable man.

“Have you returned to Taiwan?”

Although Gao Jianfeng didn’t answer, Zhuo Weiting was sure.

“Come back to Zhuo’s wedding.”

Gao Jianfeng sneered.

“Thank you. Please sit down.”

The amazement on Zhuo Weiting’s face flashed over and politely asked Gao Jianfeng to return to his seat.

He has an illusion that the boy is coming for him. Is it for Yan’er?

However, Yan’er has been missing for more than half a year and still has no clue.

Although the police tried very hard and he tried very hard, he couldn’t find anyone. At noon that day, someone said he saw a helicopter hovering nearby.

But the police didn’t find a clue.

He would rather believe that Yan’er was rescued than that Yan’er avoided seeing her.

Because he let Yan’er down.

He hurt her. He once said he would take good care of her and protect her. In the end, he hurt her the most.

He is not qualified to say aiyan’er, but at least, he should give him a message to let him know that she is still alive.

Looking at Song Laidi smiling on her side, the flame of hatred in Zhuo Weiting’s eyes lit up.

Marry her just to better ‘repay’ her.

She hurt Yan’er. She broke him up with Yan’er. He asked her to pay thousands of times.

Marry her just to better watch her.

Marry her just to torture her better.

Just because she deserves to die.

Except for the wedding banquet, she won’t get anything in this marriage.

Just like she drugged Yan’er at the beginning.

His revenge on her starts tonight.

Looking at Song Laidi’s face, he feels like we want to vomit.

After this face, he saw Yan’er’s heartbroken little face.

Yan’er, I will avenge you, said Zhuo Weiting in the bottom of her heart.

Gao Jianfeng left the wedding banquet without drinking a glass of wine.

He was glad that he blocked Yan’er’s memory.

If Yan’er knows everything about today, if she sees today’s scene, why should she be embarrassed.

Considering that Yan’er is about to have a baby, it’s time for him to go back.

Since this man doesn’t deserve to have Yan’er, Yan’er will be taken care of by him in the future.

He will treat the child as his own child, and he will take good care of Yan’er all his life.

He can swear to God that he will not disappoint and hurt Yan’er.

The luxurious wedding banquet lasted from noon to night.

At eleven o’clock, the wedding banquet finally ended.

Zhuo Weiting did not book the luxury suite of the hotel as a new house, but drove with his bride song Laidi to Danshui’s villa.

Song Laidi’s happiness starts tonight.

“Husband, where are we going?”

Song Laidi asked Zhuo Weiting with a spring heart.

“Go to a place you like.”

Zhuo Weiting’s cold voice sounded a little penetrating in the dark night.

Song Laidi could not help leaning her head to Zhuo Weiting.

“If you don’t want to die, don’t spring now.”

If there was no temperature, song Laidi was stunned.

“Husband, I’m a little tired.”

Song Laidi was stunned and covered up.

“Call me president Zhuo. How many times did you call your husband today?”

Zhuo Weiting raised his lips coldly.

He has called someone to wait there. He called his husband and he will find another man to accompany her.

“Husband, we are husband and wife. If you don’t call your husband, what’s his name?”

He said two husbands again and again, and Zhuo Weiting counted them in his heart.

“I repeat, call Zhuo Zong.”

“Why, I like to call you husband, and I heard ah Si call you that before.”

Song Laidi was wronged.

Zhuo Weiting stopped talking and was about to arrive. She had drugged Yan’er. Today, he wanted to repay her the same.

“Husband, where is this? Aren’t we going on our honeymoon?”

Song Laidi looked at the silent field and was afraid.

“It’s your honeymoon, but it’s your honeymoon. You’ll spend the next half month here.”

Zhuo Weiting’s evil smile looked like Satan’s coming to the world at night.

Song Laidi is extremely upset. How strange does her newly married husband talk?

Didn’t you agree to go to Europe for your honeymoon? How did this become local?

“It’s almost here. Would you like a happy one?”

Zhuo Weiting’s face changed again, full of ambiguity, and there was a bottle in his hand, which seemed to contain pills.

Song Laidi looked at the bottle handed over by Zhuo Weiting and swallowed her saliva.

Is he good at this? So much, does he want to be here with her for XX half a month?

Song Laidi stretched out her hand, shyly took the bottle, opened the lid, took two seriously and swallowed them, even without water.

Zhuo Weiting sneered.

Sure enough, she is a bitch. He will make her “happy” want to die.

Since Yan’er disappeared, he is no longer the original Zhuo Weiting.

He now has hatred for everyone, especially the woman surnamed song.

The car drove to a brightly lit villa.

When the car approached, the gate of the yard opened.

Several men with powerful holes appeared in the hospital.

“Ah Ting, you’re a little late.”

Liu Lei held the door with one hand and smiled evil.

They are gentlemen, but they are also demons.

When it comes to playing, Liu Lei is definitely an expert. Now Liu Lei helped him out with this idea.

He found six strong men from Taipei to serve president Zhuo’s new wife.

Since she designed men and Ziyan at the beginning, they will help her direct a NP play today.

“Husband, are they your friends?”

The medicine hasn’t worked yet. Song Laidi is a little puzzled.

Why are there so many men on honeymoon? Are they servants?