"Aren't you coming back to the country yet, is the Wen Family's Second Young Master planning to escape the marriage?"
In a luxurious hotel suite in France, Leng Yan's friend Ye Wei poured two glasses of red wine, handed one to Leng Yan, took a light sip, and said with a gloating tone, "Yan, just go back obediently, you can't fight your way out of this family situation. If you don't go ho, your old man will take you apart."
"What's the rush?"
Leng Yan snorted and lightly flicked the passport on the table, a lazy smile playing at the corners of his lips, "Noticing that you forgot to bring your passport just before boarding, it happens once in a while, it's not too much."
"I just fear that the old man won't believe that excuse."
Ye Wei chuckled.
"And what if he doesn't believe it? He won't demand the wedding be held again, right? Besides, at least I'm not like my older brother, who actually escaped the marriage." Obviously, Leng Yan had co up with a random excuse and didn't care if anyone believed it or not.
Wasn't that woman supposed to marry into the Leng Family?
Fine, then give her a morable lifeti mistake.
Make her rember well that marrying him was a mistake!
Ye Wei gave a sly smile, "Yan, I heard your bride is a beauty. It's a pity I've only been in France for a few months. I've been so busy with work that I haven't had ti to check out the Chinese beauties. If I had known, I definitely would have gone to see how lovely the Wen Family's eldest daughter is. Why do you look so unhappy, having a beauty in your arms, why not enjoy it? Besides, you should know, the Wen Family is known for its strict upbringing. I can guarantee you the Wen Family's eldest daughter is definitely a..."
He didn't finish, but Leng Yan knew what he ant, and his eyebrows raised with disdain.
Whether she was ugly or beautiful didn't matter, whether she was a virgin or not had nothing to do with him!
The reason was simple—he hated it! He disdained it! He was disgusted by it!
Yet, despite that... he was helpless.
He had to marry that woman!
No sooner had he finished speaking than his phone rang. Leng Yan's handso face fell slightly as he answered, his voice laced with insincere apology, "Dad, I'm really sorry, I just realized I'd suddenly forgotten my passport when I got to the airport."
"Nonsense! Since you were little, when have you ever forgotten your passport? You're clearly just not wanting to co to the wedding." Leng Siyan's face darkened as he yelled over the phone, "Do you want to infuriate to death?"
"Dad, it's just because I'm getting married, I got a little excited, that's all."
Leng Yan rubbed his forehead, but his voice carried little genuine remorse, "Dad, I'm really sorry. I can't make it back for the wedding, I'll have to charter a private plane and get back to you later."
"Then why didn't you charter a plane earlier? It's so late to think of that now?" Leng Siyan was truly angry, he should have called him before the flight took off from Paris, but the wedding was too rushed and there were so many things to arrange that he forgot.
"...My phone's about to die, just let Wen Family know, that's it."
Leng Yan finished speaking and imdiately turned off his phone, his handso face without a trace of expression.
"Prepare to be dealt with by the old man when you get back."
Ye Wei mischievously raised an eyebrow and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, I'll take you to catch the private jet. Luckily, although you can't make the wedding, you still have ti to make it to the bridal chamber. By the way, if I wasn't tied down here in Paris, I'd like to et your little sister-in-law who's not even twenty, your newlywed little wife."
"Where do you get a sister-in-law? Did I admit it?"
Leng Yan rolled his eyes at him, grabbed his luggage, his actions still unhurried.
To hell with his new bride, he couldn't care less!
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