Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 100

Chapter 100 Bai Yueguang, who fell and returned to China 14

Half of the people in Kyoto knew that Lu Baichi was getting married to his first love.

The wedding is scheduled for next month.

Although he was in a hurry, Lu Baichi did everything personally.

He was very anxious, because apart from that, he didn’t know any other way to make Xie Rong stay with him forever and not leave without saying a word like he did five years ago.

So even if he knew clearly that Xie Rong and Charles were unclear, he could still pretend not to care and be a disgustingly broad-minded husband.

On the day of the wedding, all the respectable people in Kyoto came to support the new rich man, except the Xing family.

With a dark face, Gu Yuyan was pushed forward by the elders in the family.

“Mr. Lu is really young and promising. I heard that you are working on a new project,” Mrs. Gu said with a smile, “If the Gu family can help, don’t be polite.”

Gu Yuyan sneered: “Who cares about his broken project?”

Lu Baichi was wearing a well-tailored white suit, with his hair slicked back. He nodded calmly, but looked out from time to time, obviously a little absent-minded.

Mrs. Gu was led into the banquet hall by the etiquette personnel attending the wedding. Gu Yuyan suddenly smiled without leaving.

“You don’t think marriage can tie him up, do you?”

Lu Baichi frowned, his eyes suddenly cold.

“You can cheat even if you’re married.” Gu Yuyan straightened her haute couture dress, which was as good as the groom’s, as if she was deliberately trying to steal the limelight. “There are very few interesting men like me in the world. After he gets married, he will face your face every day. If he looks at the interesting men outside, he will probably go home at twelve o’clock in the evening. You won’t mind, right?”

Lu Baichi wanted to drive people away, but Gu Yuyan said again, “It’s just a joke.”

“Don’t worry, I will wait for your divorce. Being a mistress will not last long.”

Gu Yuyan walked in with her head held high.

The assistant glanced at the man’s expression and said, “Mr. Lu, the time is almost up, where is the bride?”

According to the wedding procedures, Lu Baichi should pick up Xie Rong.

But Xie Rong found it troublesome and refused to let him pick her up, otherwise he would not get married.

For so many years, a major event like marriage seems to be like playing house in the eyes of the other party, a game that has never been played before.

Seeing that the time was approaching, no one dared to call and urge him rashly due to Xie Rong’s temper.

Until the master of ceremonies urged him again and again, and everyone in the banquet hall was talking about it, Lu Baichi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, got up and went to the lounge to make a call to Xie Rong.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected.

“Hello?” Xie Rong’s voice was casual and he laughed, as if he glanced at the time. “Oh, why is it so late and you didn’t remind me?”

Lu Baichi whispered: “I’ll pick you up, okay?”

“I don’t want it,” Xie Rong said, “I’m not getting married, so I don’t want you to take her.”

“You can let the master of ceremonies do the ceremony first. I should be able to arrive before the show.”

Lu Baichi vaguely heard the sound of wind on the other side of the receiver and said softly: “Okay.”

…

“He said yes,” Xie Rong hung up the phone.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, where a fine white suit lay on the bed.

Xie Rong raised his foot and kicked away the broken glass at his feet, then turned to look out the window.

A helicopter parked outside the window. The man jumped down from the rope ladder and kicked open the cracked glass window with his final kick.

Xing Xuan straightened his clothes, strode in, and said sarcastically: “He said yes, so what? Are you going to be his bride? Be his wife for life?”

“Otherwise?” Xie Rong tilted his head.

“You ask me?” Xing Xuan sneered, “Didn’t you send me the address again, or did you send it the day before the wedding? Didn’t you imply that I save you?”

“Although I’m different from those superficial men, I don’t like to see your big white legs, but after all, I can’t bear to see you fall into the grave of marriage, so I reluctantly feel sorry for you.”

“Are you going to get married—” Xing Xuan paused and stretched out his hand, “or are you coming with me?”

Xie Rong turned his head and looked at the white suit on the bed, raised the corners of his lips, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was grabbed tightly by Xing Xuan.

The man hugged him and climbed onto the helicopter on the rope ladder.

The helicopter was still rising, and the wind was strong at high altitude. Xie Rong’s long hair was swaying, so he could only lower his head and bury himself in the man’s chest to avoid the wind.

The corners of Xing Xuan’s lips raised, and when he raised his head, they immediately dropped indifferently.

“What did you say?” Xie Rong vaguely heard what the man said.

Xing Xuan closed the door of the helicopter, turned his head, only showing the tips of his reddish ears, and said firmly: “I said, today is a sunny day.”

…

Lu Baichi checked the weather forecast specifically and said it would be sunny today.

Everyone in the banquet hall was gone, and the assistant was sent away by him.

It was not dark yet, but the situation suddenly changed. Lu Baichi did not drive or bring an umbrella. He grabbed the pure white flowers and walked alone on the street.

The hot wind in my ears turned cold, then became wet, and thousands of them hit my face.

Rain flowed into the man’s deep eye sockets.

He walked and thought all the way. When he got home later, he couldn’t be angry. He wanted to listen to Xie Rong’s explanation.

Maybe Xie Rong was too tired and fell asleep last night, maybe he didn’t notice that Xie Rong was feeling unwell, or maybe he listened too much to Xie Rong’s words and really didn’t pick him up.

Drenched all over, Lu Baichi opened the door of the apartment, still holding the bouquet tightly, walked up to the second floor, and stopped at the door of the bedroom.

The bouquet fell to the ground.

The glass of the floor-to-ceiling window was shattered, wind and rain poured in together, the curtains rustled, and the pure white suit on the bed was soaked.

…

[Congratulations to the host, the protagonist’s pain value is full.】

[The host can choose to leave the world immediately or leave slowly.】

Xie Rong subconsciously touched his chest and then his mouth.

I didn’t vomit blood and I was able to breathe.

Why is there nothing wrong with him?

In the past, as long as the protagonist’s pain value was full, no matter whether the main plot was cheap or not, his only value as a whetstone had disappeared, and he became a dead person in the eyes of Heaven, and then he would pay the price immediately.

[Host, you need to select the system options first.】The system reminds you quietly.

“Then if I don’t choose, I’ll be stuck here forever?” Xie Rong curled his eyes.

[…It seems like oh, the main system and Tiandao are so stupid, but the host is so smart hehe!】

Xie Rong was wandering around the Xing family castle in the dark. The moment he opened the door, a man’s cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

“Where are you going?”

Thunder boomed, and the castle was illuminated for a moment.

But Xie Rong had already seen what the most prosperous nobles looked like, and this castle was not enough to fascinate him.

“You’re lying, it’s not a sunny day today,” Xie Rong pointed to the sky and blinked innocently, “I have two pairs of small leather shoes hanging outside. I want to go back and collect them.”

Xing Xuan strode over and held his wrist tightly, “You regret it. You have to go back to see Lu Baichi.”

Of course Xie Rong had to go back to see Lu Baichi.

In the past, as long as the protagonist’s pain meter was full, he would either die or die soon. He could not even think of what the protagonist in extreme pain looked like.

He wanted to take a look and see if he had experienced so many worlds and had taken revenge on the protagonist so many times. If the protagonist’s pain would be a little more than what he had endured in the first place.

Xie Rong withdrew his hand forcefully and ran into the rain without looking back.