Chapter 159 Holding flowers

After the wedding celebration, the guests moved to the reception hall in the back garden for dinner and visited the Rong family ancestral home under the guidance of a special person.

In front of the lawn, the bouquet throwing ceremony was taking place.

"Su Er, look at me, look at me."

"Cousin, I'm here."

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, throw it to the left."

"Mrs. Rong, please send me, send me, send me."

All the unmarried men and women gathered in the middle of the lawn at this moment, cheering.

Ten meters away.

Su Ti held the bouquet and looked at her sister Su Wen who was standing in front of the team with a meaningful smile.

Su Wen naturally saw through her sister's intention, raised her eyebrows, and shook her head almost imperceptibly.

Obviously, she didn't want this bouquet of flowers.

On the left and right sides of Su Wen stood Liang Jingze and Xiang Qing respectively.

Next to Xiang Qing was Lin Cong, the prince of the Lin family.

"You want it?" Lin Cong glanced at her, "I'll help you get it?"

Xiang Qing smiled distantly, "No, thank you."

After saying this, she lowered her head and pretended to fiddle with the hem of her skirt, and while the crowd was pushing and shoving each other, she quietly changed her position.

Seeing this, Lin Cong couldn't help but pursed his lips and his face darkened slightly.

Not long after.

Su Ti turned her back and glanced at Rong Shaoting beside her. She whispered, "Where is my sister?"

The man faced the team that was trying to grab the bouquet, and smiled faintly, "Right behind us."

Su Ti glanced back and said loudly, "I'm going to throw it away."

"Su Er, throw it on my head!"

"Sister-in-law, behind me!"

Su Ti held the bouquet in both hands, gathered strength, and then threw it backwards.

"Ah - don't fight with me, I'm from your mother's family!"

"Get out of the way, mine, mine."

"Who? Who kicked me?"

As the bouquet was thrown high into the air, the scene instantly became chaotic.

More than twenty people were fighting for the food, it was very lively.

After Su Ti finished throwing, she turned around and looked around hurriedly.

I saw the bouquet, embellished with real diamonds and natural pearls, jumping in the air.

Lin Cong and Liang Jingze took advantage of their height and pretended to jump up to grab the bouquet.

But the men and women around me have no martial ethics.

They were pushed and shoved, and some even pulled their shirts and pushed them back.

Fighting for a bouquet is like fighting a war.

About half a minute.

I don't know who waved it casually.

She threw the bouquet directly to the back of the crowd.

Everyone looked up and followed the bouquet that fell in a parabola.

Finally, the bouquet of flowers was grabbed by a big hand in mid-air.

"hiss--"

"It's over. I won't be the next one to get married."

"Who is this person?"

Because there were so many people, Su Ti couldn't see what was going on over there even when she stood on tiptoe.

Her sister Su Wen also stood there watching the fun, looking as if it had nothing to do with her.

Su Ti felt a little disappointed. She took Rong Shaoting's arm and asked, "Who got it?"

The man tilted his head to look at her with a playful expression, "Thank you Jin."

Su Ti was stunned: "..."

opposite.

Xie Jin, dressed in formal attire, stood alone outside the crowd, weighing the bouquet in his palm.

After a while, he ignored the gazes around him and walked forward with his long legs.

Everyone spontaneously made way for a passage.

At the end of the alley stood Su Wen.

Xie Jin put one hand in his pocket and walked at a leisurely pace.

Su Wen, who was originally watching the fun, caught a glimpse of his figure and the smile in her eyes faded a little.

Blink of an eye.

Xie Jin came to Su Wen with a serious look in his eyes and stuffed the bouquet into her arms without saying anything. Su Wen frowned, "I don't..."

Xie Jin ignored him, turned around and said, "If you don't want it, throw it away."

Su Wen looked up and searched for the trash can. Just as she was about to take action, she heard Su Ti's sinister reminder, "Su Da, dare you to throw the bouquet at me?"

Su Wen: “…”

The onlookers looked at each other and soon dispersed.

Su Wen smiled and handed the bouquet to Xiang Qing, "This is for you."

Xiang Qing looked at the diamond on the bouquet with salivation, barely suppressing her desire.

"No, no, no, I don't want it, Sister Wen, you should keep it for yourself."

At this time.

Liang Jingze, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up, "If you really don't want it, I can help you deal with it."

Su Wen flicked the petals and declined with a smile: "Forget it, if I really deal with it, Xiao Wai will definitely make trouble for me."

Liang Jingze looked at her deeply and said nothing.

In the end, the bouquet fell into the hands of her sister Su Wen just as Su Ti expected.

……

The third day after the wedding.

After Su Ti and Rong Shao Ting returned to Pingjiang and held a return banquet, they started their honeymoon trip.

After everything was settled, Rong Tai submitted a divorce application to the court.

The matter was of great importance, and relatives of the Rong family had to contact Rong Shaoting urgently.

At this time, the man in Switzerland issued an order in the name of the head of the family: everything is based on Rong Tai's wishes.

It was midnight in Switzerland.

Su Ti vaguely heard voices, opened her eyes, but found no one by the bed.

in the living room.

Rong Shaoting was wearing a bathrobe and smoking quietly in the dark.

Su Ti walked forward with slow steps, her legs went limp, and she fell directly into the man's arms.

"Whose phone number is it?"

"Third uncle."

"Oh." Su Ti pressed her cheek against Rong Shaoting's warm chest and asked softly, "Mommy's divorce case?"

The man put out his cigarette and put his arm around the back of her neck. "Did I wake you up?"

Su Ti shook her head and asked, "Will your father agree?"

Rong Shaoting leaned back on the sofa, and said in a low and decisive voice, "Yes, it's not up to him."

Su Ti opened her sleepy eyes and rubbed against the man's arms.

After a long while, he managed to say, "Don't learn from him."

The man laughed in his throat, "Okay, I won't learn."

at the same time.

Rong Zhenhua sat in the living room of the Rong family's old house with a serious face.

Compared to two years ago, he has more white hair on his temples.

"Zhiyi, have you ever thought about the consequences of divorce? Let's not talk about the division of property for now, just the stocks of Ronggang..."

Rong Tai stood in front of the window and said gently, "Have you not even read the divorce agreement?"

Rong Zhenhua closed his eyes and said in a loud voice, "I don't agree to divorce."

"Why don't you agree? Are you afraid that I will divide the property and cause your wealth to shrink, or are you worried that your actress will be criticized?"

"Zhiyi, you know that she and I..."

"I don't care." Rong Tai turned around and interrupted him firmly, "I just want a divorce."

Rong Zhenhua looked at Lin Zhiyi suddenly and felt that she was extremely unfamiliar.

In my impression, Lin Zhiyi is always gentle, elegant, graceful and reserved.

Just like the woman behind every successful man, she is unknown but sensible and virtuous.

Rong Zhenhua never thought about divorce.

No matter how absurd he is outside, his wife, Rong Zhenhua, the mistress of the Rong family, can only be Lin Zhiyi in this life.

Rong Zhenhua's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were filled with turmoil. "Madam, you should give up on this idea. Divorce is impossible."

The negotiation ended unpleasantly.

When Rong Zhenhua left in anger, Mrs. Rong whispered behind him, "Why bother? The court will grant you a divorce."

"Zhiyi, divorce is not a joke, and the court will not act recklessly."

"Go back and take a look at the divorce agreement." Mrs. Rong sighed and smiled, "Rong Zhenhua, I give up the division of all the property under the Rong family and your name. It's only a matter of time before the court makes a ruling."

Rong Zhenhua's expression suddenly changed, "What?!"

Mrs. Rong looked at Rong Zhenhua with relief, "I don't want your body or your money. I just want a divorce."

(End of this chapter)