"What did you say?"
"Let's get married."
"marry?"
In a Porsche, Qin Sanfu was sitting in the co-pilot with a shocked look on his face, "Miss Sun Yiren, we just met once last night, but now you make such a request to me, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Sun Yiren's expression became colder and colder.
Men are really all big hooves, they don’t recognize people when they lift their pants.
"You have the guts to take advantage of others' danger, but don't have the guts to take responsibility?"
"Why did I take advantage of others' danger? What am I responsible for?"
Qin Sanfu looked confused and concluded that the woman had taken the wrong medicine.
Sun Yiren said nothing, and took out a lace magazine and threw it to Qin Sanfu.
Qin Sanfu took a look. The title of the magazine was very eye-catching: 'Tianbao Group President's Night of Lewd Indulgence'
At the bottom of the title, there is a photo that was obviously taken secretly.
In the photo, Sun Yiren's face is crimson and her expression is blurred.
As for Qin Sanfu, he suppressed the former.
The location was under the overpass, and their expressions and actions showed that they were hungry and thirsty.
"What the hell?"
Qin Sanfu was also stunned. These paparazzi were so good at finding angles to take pictures, weren't they?
"Now how do you want to quibble?"
Sun Yiren smiled coldly, with contempt, self-mockery and bitterness in the smile.
The magazine has been published and has been seen by Zhao Yi, the eldest son of the Zhao family.
The key is that she rejected Zhao Yi just two days ago.
As the No. 1 family in Mianzhou, Zhao Yi is arrogant and domineering and never allows others to refuse.
Originally, Sun Yiren could still pretend to be a snake and barely cope with it, but the magazine directly became the last straw that overwhelmed Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi said that he would either be his plaything at your call from now on, or marry the homeless man in front of him who was scornful of him, to satisfy his evil taste of destroying him if he couldn't get it.
"The injustice is enough to make God feel guilty in June."
Qin Sanfu couldn't help but said, "Miss Sun Yiren, things are not what you think. Listen to my explanation."
Last night, Sun Yiren ran into his arms.
He saw that Sun Yiren looked abnormal, and after checking her pulse, he discovered that Sun Yiren suffered from congenital arrhythmia. If the disease was not treated in time, it would be life-threatening.
The situation was critical. He ignored Sun Yiren's struggles and twisted and forcibly treated her.
Qin Sanfu briefly and comprehensively recounted what happened last night, and said anxiously: "Miss Sun Yiren, do you understand what happened now?"
"You mean you do good things for me? Just help me treat my illness? In that case, please tell me why I was disheveled after I regained consciousness?"
"Treatment needs, absolutely treatment needs. The situation was critical at that time. I had to press the Tianzhong point on your chest and the Yinmen point on your thigh."
"You...why don't you die? Do you know that it's all because of you that I'm in this situation now!"
Sun Yiren was completely hysterical, with tears in her eyes.
She couldn't afford to offend Zhao Yi.
Moreover, Sun Yiren has her own pride and will never let herself be used as a plaything for others.
Therefore, even if you are reluctant in every way, you can only choose the second one.
"No, don't cry. Why don't I agree to your proposal?"
Qin Sanfu hated seeing women cry the most in his life. He thought for a while and said, "Well, you can arrange a job for me. The position doesn't have to be too high. You can give it to the president's assistant or department manager."
Anyway, according to the latest news, Jiuzhou Jade was last seen in Mianzhou. It would be easier to do things with an identity as a cover.
"I didn't cry. Who said I cried?"
Sun Yiren raised the back of her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Tomorrow you go to work in the sales department of my company."
"Hey, there are always horses that can cover a thousand miles, but it's hard to find a talented person! A talent like me only arranges sales. It's sad, it's extremely sad."
In response to Qin Sanfu's nagging, Sun Yiren just thought that she was deaf, started the car, and drove straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
After completing the procedure, Qin Sanfu looked at the red book in his hand and couldn't help but say: "Let me declare in advance that I only reluctantly agreed to marry you because I felt sorry for you. But you can't use this to restrict my free love. I have met true love, please stop crying when I ask for divorce."
Sun Yiren gritted her teeth and was about to say something when suddenly a rapid siren sounded throughout the civil affairs hall.
Everyone was shocked and at a loss.
What happened?
"Look!"
A newlywed couple nearby who came to collect their certificates pointed to the hanging screen in the hall, with astonishment on their faces, "The four border commanders are carrying the coffin, and the coffin is also covered with the Yanxia flag!"
"A nation in mourning."
Moreover, the entire event was broadcast live on TV.
"Which important person has passed away?"
There were whispers and discussions in the hall.
On the screen, an old man with gray hair on his temples appeared. He looked solemn and spoke slowly, "Yesterday early in the morning, the leader of the Qin Army of the Yanxia Army died of a sudden illness."
As soon as these words came out, Sun Yiren's feet went weak and she almost fell.
Lord Qin?
The invincible legend in Yanxia!
Died young?
No one knows the full name of Lord Qin, and no one knows what he looks like. There is even no portrait in the funeral at this moment.
Sun Yiren only hates God for being unfair.
I still remember that half a year ago, she went abroad to discuss a business, but she was kidnapped by criminals and was in critical condition.
It was the Qin Army Lord who descended from the sky and appeared at the critical moment to save her.
She saw the majestic back of Lord Qin from a distance, and her heart secretly expressed her wish, thinking that this is what a real man should be.
However, God is jealous of talents.
'Pfft'
Qin Sanfu lit a cigarette and seemed not to be affected by the sad atmosphere of the funeral at all, puffing away the smoke indifferently.
Seeing this scene, Sun Yiren was completely disappointed.
This is the man who got married to him. He has no merit in his body. He has hands and feet but still acts like a tramp.
Even if he has one ten thousandth of the charisma of the Qin Army Lord, he will be satisfied.
"Mud can't hold up a wall."
Without saying anything coldly, Sun Yiren walked quickly outside.
Qin Sanfu held a cigarette in his mouth and followed him carelessly. When he left the hall, he looked back at the screen and said, "We are the only ones who have the opportunity to witness your own funeral."
