Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 238 - 237: Crash the wedding 1

"Excuse me, is Mr Qiao Minde in?" Qin Zhuzhu couldn’t find Shentu Chu so she ended up in the Qiao Group.

"Do you have an appointment, miss?" The receptionist asked.

"Uh... No," Qin Zhuzhu almost forgot that she needed an appointment to see someone in a big company. How long has been since she last visited a big company like the Qiao Group?

"Then I’m sorry, miss," the receptionist was a plump girl with a pleasant smile.

Qin Zhuzhu turned around. Ai, how to help Ah Nian since they weren’t around? If only she had their contact numbers then it would be great!

The scent of pig trotters and wine attracted her to a shop around the corner. Qin Zhuzhu started to think of a plan to stop the wedding. It wasn’t because of what she promised Ning Ning or what she would get in return, she didn’t want Ah Nian to suffer.

After having a short snack, she stood up and decided to head back to the Qiao Group.

She bumped into a man, spilling wine all over his shirt.

"Oh sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" She waved, quickly apologizing.

The wine splashed all over the red suit, staining it. From the looks of it, the suit was probably custom made and very expensive.

"Let me help you," Qin Zhuzhu passed the man a handkerchief.

The man carried a frightening aura, his eyes narrowed in anger. He glared daggers at the girl in front of him.

The man didn’t say a word, which frightened her more. Qin Zhuzhu could tell that he was probably very rich, some powerful figure in Shengjing.

"Uh, how about I compensate you?" She suggested nervously.

"How much do you think it’s worth?" The man’s voice was cold.

Qin Zhuzhu reached out and touched the material of the suit jacket. High quality!

"At least one million yuan. This fabric is very rare, and this colour is very hard to dye onto clothes, the design is top notch. The designer must have been very good at stiches," she said after doing a short examination. She went on to talk about the where the material come from.

"If I’m not wrong, this brand is Hongzou Designs," at the end, she finally concluded the brand name.

The man seemed impressed. He

"Forget it,"

"What?" Qin Zhuzhu wasn’t sure if she heard right.

"Don’t need to pay," he said and walked passed her.

"But how can I walk away after something I done? You know what, here’s my contact number. Consider as I owe you. If there’s anything you want from me or need help, just say. I’ll be there," she ran after him and took the handkerchief where she wrote her number, and then stuffed into his hands.

Instead, the man gave her back the handkerchief. So finally, she stuffed the handkerchief in his coat pocket and mischievously patted it.

"Don’t you dare throw it away. You’re going to be losing a good opportunity," she pointed at his chest and warned him.

Then, she quickly dashed off back to the direction of the Qiao Group.

Early morning, next day.

The wedding was at 12 pm. However, Third Madam Qiao suddenly pulled the wedding forward. So it was now at 8 AM!

When Qiao Minde heard the news, he postponed all the work at hand andQiao Minde tried to get out of the office, but it was blocked by many reporters.

"Who called them here!?" He bellowed.

"I don’t know, sir. Someone spreaded that something big was going to happen here online! Somehow, all the reporters were alerted!" The assistant quivered on spot.

"Fuck!" Qiao Minde at once knew that he had been trapped! The reporters were to prevent him from reaching the wedding.

Qiao Minde strode to the back entrance and swiped his card. But the door wouldn’t open. The electronic lock showed ’override’.

In frustration, he banged the door with his fist. All entrances have been either blocked by reporters or locked from outside.

"Sir, someone locked them! We can’t get out!" The assistant pull, leaned, bang and kicked at another the door in vain.

The assistant went to try all the doors, one by one. He even went to the cafeteria at the lower floor and tried the kitchen door...

However, they were all locked.

Qiao Minde gritted his teeth. Big motherfucker! They were really determined to prevent him from coming to the wedding.

Qiao Minde was seething with anger. He scanned his surroundings. The assistant was too scared to say another thing.

"Follow me," he motioned.

He walked into the underground garage and pressed a button. One part of the ground started to vibrate. Then, the ground split into two to reveal something shiny red. The assistant couldn’t believe what he was looking at! He rubbed his eyes.

A red sportscar came out and the ground closed. He pressed another button and then the red paint changed into black.

I didn’t know that the underground garage had a secret spot like this! The assistant exclaimed in his head.

"Sir, I think you should also lose the red suit," he suggested.

Qiao Minde shot him a look that says ’Why.’

"It’s too eye-catching," The assistant gulped in fear.

Qiao Minde didn’t say a thing. But from the deadly black clouds that hung above them, the assistant could tell that he was angry and irritated.

He took off his suit jacket and passed it to the assistant who accepted it as if it was gold.

"The car, I can drive on my own. You go and...."

The assistant nodded.

Qiao Minde got into the car and changed his clothing. He tried to contact Qiao Nian but her phone was turned off. Third Madam Qiao must be controlling Qiao Nian from behind. He even tried to call Shentu Chu...

But his phone was turned off too!

Soon, the now black sportscar drove out of the garage.

His phone rang at that moment. He looked at the caller’s ID.

Crimson Wolf Lord.