The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Huo Niannian originally wanted to invite the two elders of the Gu family's Huo family, but she wanted more people to witness it more formally.    

But this time Gu Tingshen did not agree. The people invited were only friends and Yang Qin who were slightly familiar with this place, and only those colleagues in the workshop were invited.    

In this way, Yang Qin didn't have to be so restrained when people of the same generation were together.    

Huo Niannian felt that there was some reason, so she followed Gu Tingshen.    

A week later, Yang Qin's injuries were more or less recovered, and the gathering officially started at seven o'clock that night.    

Huo Niannian pulled Yang Qin and introduced them one by one at the back door. Everyone was there, and the gathering started.    

Huo Niannian did not pursue grand and formal things. Coincidentally, Yang Qin also did not like it. She originally wanted to invite the host and the band to join in the fun, but in the end, she did not agree.    

Huo Niannian only said a few words on the stage, and the ceremony began.    

NianCi was dressed in a red wedding outfit today. She was held by the maid and did not move. She blinked her big eyes and did not understand that this was a ceremony that belonged to her.    

Yang Qin sat on the rattan chair and looked at the little girl who was walking towards her step by step from afar. Her heart was filled with sweetness.    

Although her mind was always filled with the warning from the other day on the phone, "I advise you not to be too emotional. . . "    

However, Yang Qin admitted that she had fallen into the hands of a little child.    

Nian Ci walked to the cushion in front of Yang Qin and knelt down. Then, he looked around in a daze.    

Huo Niannian nodded. Nian Ci then lay down and kowtowed three times. He called out sweetly, "Gan Ma. "    

"Ah, my good daughter. " Yang Qin could not stand such a cute and cute child. She directly hugged her and put the Life Lock on for Nian Ci.    

Touching the longevity lock with the bell on his neck, Nianci liked it very much and happily called out to Yang Qin.    

"Gan Ma, Gan Ma. "    

Everyone burst into laughter. This child really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. He thought that he would get a long life lock every time he called out Gan Ma. Did he think that every sentence he said was true?    

The ceremony was simple. Huo Niannian and Gu Tingshen had already arranged for the other gifts that needed to be given to each other by the mother and daughter.    

This was a gathering, not a banquet. Everyone was dressed in casual clothes and did not restrain themselves. They barbecued on the lawn of Gu family or sat together to drink. It was harmonious and lively, just as Huo Niannian had thought.    

"Niannian, I'm going to the washroom. "    

Yang Qin said to Huo Niannian and walked towards the villa. Huo Niannian was also pulled by Nian Ci to kick the ball and did not notice anything.    

Yang Qin entered the villa's back door and looked left and right.    

"Oh!"    

Just as she was wondering, someone suddenly covered her mouth behind her and pulled her waist towards the hidden darkness.    

"It's me. " It was a deep and magnetic male voice with a slightly hoarse voice. No one could learn his dignity and coldness.    

Yang Qin immediately stopped struggling.    

She had just seen a flash of a figure that looked very similar to him. She didn't expect him to really come here.    

Yang Qin had just been released when her body was turned around by the other party. Her cold lips were stuck in her mouth, and she was forced to entangle with him.    

"Oh. . . Let go. . . " Yang Qin hit the man's broad shoulders with all her strength, but it was useless.    

This absolutely suppressed kissing scene, the curtain call belonged to the other party.    

At first, Yang Qin resisted to the point of submitting, then to the point of being willing, and finally to the point of being completely devoted. Only then did the man stop.    

His conquest succeeded.    

Yang Qin gasped for breath as she stared at the man's blue eyes. It was tranquil and deep, with an extremely strong sense of oppression.    

The white skin of the Westerners, their deep faces, were like the noble prince who had walked out of a painting.    

However, they were doing dirty things like burning, killing, robbing, and forcing a woman to the corner of a wall to kiss.