Jia Meng bit the corner of his lips, and a clear tooth appeared.
Tang Jian came here and put salt on her wound. After all, she didn't want to talk anymore.
"Tang Jian, I admit that I shouldn't have left home without a word, but that is my debt to the marriage contract with you, and it has nothing to do with my family and the Wangmeng company!"
Jia Meng looked up at Tang Jian's sunny and handsome face, and felt a strong murderous aura.
She lowered her eyes, unwilling to take another look.
"If you are here today to taunt my family, please leave. I wish you happiness!"
Tang Jian showed a non-smiling expression on his face, and took out a big red envelope from the inner pocket of his suit.
Jia Meng knew that Tang Jian likes to put all the things he considers precious and cherished in that place.
He leaned down, face to face with Jia Meng, eyes to eyes, in a vicious and weird tone:
"I am here today, not to ridicule you, on the contrary, I am here to confess your goodwill! Do you remember our engagement? The last one at the end of this year, which is December 31st!"
"Huh?" Jia Meng was a little surprised. They had already made this trouble. Is it possible that Tang Jian still...
Jia Meng sat on the chair and moved back several steps with his physical strength.
If it is too late, she really wants to call Marai over to help!
She decided to tentatively said: "Tang Jian, are you still going to marry me? Tell you the truth, I already have a new love!"
"Another Xinhuan? Isn't it Marais? Don't you just want to compare with me to see who caused more harm to others, and who lived the worse?"
Tang Jian’s tone revealed a gloomy breath, which was completely opposite to his original and sunny image—
"You'd better open the envelope I gave you first! You are guaranteed to be pleasantly surprised."
Jia Meng glanced at the big red envelope, she had guessed half a point in all likelihood.
The words "edding" were vaguely printed on the envelope.
Listening to Tang Jian's tone, it is impossible to still want to marry her.
It seemed that he was going to marry someone else.
As early as in Australia, Jia Meng had already heard Marei mention that Tang Jian had a good life in China.
From the things that his Jianxin had tore with her in the fantasy mobile game before, one or two can also be spied.
Jia Meng pretended to be suspicious, frowning his delicate flat eyebrows, took the big red envelope handed over by Tang Jian with both hands, and opened it.
Sure enough, there was a delicate pink greeting card lying inside.
A sweet photo of a man and a woman is placed in the center.
It reads impressively-
"Tang Jian Chen Qingyan's Century Wedding on December 31st invites you to come..."
Looking further down, it is-
Details such as "Wedding Venue-Thunder Century Hotel".
Tang Jian's head rose proudly, but his eyes shot at Jia Meng's face several times per second.
A bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a flower that couldn't help but bloom.
Jia Meng and Marei eloped, letting him go, and now they are back in the city. The gift he wants to give her is his wedding invitation with Qingyan!
What could be more pleasant than such an insult
The more Tang Jian thinks about it, the more enjoyable he feels. He guessed that the next Jia Meng would be so angry that he would be so angry.
I may cry.
You know, Jia Meng used to have a large lacrimal gland, but he loves to cry the most!
"Hey..." Tang Jian's laughter was almost uncontrollable. A genius remembers Chinese in one second 8/1/z/o/m/
"Hahaha!" After reading the wedding invitation, Jia Meng soon followed Tang Jian's laughter and then laughed.
Tang Jian was startled.
After all, Jia Meng’s style of painting is different from what he imagined...
Could it be that her spirit has gone wrong again
Tang Jian continued to speak harshly:
"How about? On December 31st, I still want to get married! It's just that the bride is not you. Jia Meng, don't think I don't want it, I'm afraid it's you who nobody wants it!"
"Hahaha..."
Jia Meng smiled happily after hearing Tang Jian's words.
Tang Jian is a little guilty. Could it be that Jia Meng's temperament has changed dramatically when he goes abroad
"What are you laughing at? Shouldn't it be..."
She raised the wedding invitation sent by Tang Jian, pointed and said:
"Tang Jian, your wedding invitation is too funny! Hey, it's still pink. Would you like to be more naive?"
With an expression of disgust, Jia Meng shook his head and smiled with his fingers on the photo of the bride and groom:
"And this picture! It's just a photo sticker. Look at how silly you smile, it looks like a second fool! Even the bride is dumbfounded and doesn't look happy at all! Isn't it possible, Can't you find a decent photographer and take a good picture?"
Tang Jian was caught in the mist by Jia Meng's reaction and remarks, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
Upon seeing this, Jia Meng pouted, and shook his head again:
"Your wedding address is in the Thunder Century Hotel? It's too tacky! Didn't Aunt Tang know the owners of many villas? Wouldn't it be good to find an outdoor wedding with beautiful scenery?"
"Jia Meng, what do you... mean?"
Tang Jian, who was still aggressive just now, waiting to see Jia Meng Qiqiao make smoke and crying, not only couldn't laugh, but he was also not fluent in speaking.
"I... I'm here to send you a wedding invitation. Why are you... Judging me indiscriminately? I think you... You don't have the courage to participate, right? You have to know all the people in the city, but all... Know that we have a marriage contract... And I don't want to. your!"
Jia Meng's eyes blinked and blinked, and he didn't even raise his eyes to see Tang Jian's anxious look.
Her gaze still stayed on the wedding invitation,:
"The only good thing about your invitation is the date. December 31st, it's a good day."
Tang Jian felt incredible and couldn't help but want to remind Jia Meng, try his best to stab Jia Meng again—
"Yeah... Isn't this the date my mother and your dad... set for the two of us to get married... date? I just want you to know that without you, I still have to get married as usual!"
"What are you anxious for? I'm not over yet!" Jia Meng pursed his lips and blinked again, "I am a good day on December 31, just because it happens to be Saturday! I have time to participate! Hahaha! "
Tang Jian's face suddenly changed various colors like a colorful neon light.
He has always been eloquent, and wants to open his mouth to retaliate to Jia Meng, but he doesn't even come out...
The woman in front of her is obviously no longer the innocent daughter of the Jia family.
"Okay. Then I'm leaving." Tang Jian seemed to have exhausted all his energy, pretending to be nothing.
He trembled slightly and walked out of Jia Meng's office.
"Wait!"