Forced to Seize the Prospective Husband Brother
Chapter 78. He came back and disappeared.

Today was so crowded at the wedding of the prospective Zullies family company leader. Various men tie in as well as graceful women arrive as honored invited guests.

The arrival of Ran and Guren split the sea of humans who were chatting with each other to show off their luxurious outfits. The figure of a small child carried by Guren immediately became a family struggle.

“This is my grandson, Xiying! Stay away.” Muti pushed Xiying who was about to seize Zairin.

You guys remember Xiying? He is a Wang family from China.

“You can rock it every day! I rarely come here. Oh my goodness Zairin is so white, so beautiful.” Xiying itches wanting to kiss, pinch, hug, pet Zairin.

Anyone who saw Zairin would definitely be the same. Zairin was very cute, her eyes were beautiful, her skin was white and smooth just like Ran.

Seeing Zairin become such a scramble Ran and Guren got scared. What if Zairin falls? That's grisly. Immediately Ran mediated the two women who were chatting.

“Mama, Aunt Xiying, we want to bring Zairin to greet the bride. Then you guys play with him, yeah.”

The two middle-aged women replied, Guren took Xiying first. “Bye, Mom, Aunt.” Guren pulls Ran's hand to get away from Muti and Xiying.

Only a few meters away they arrived, but they stopped because they saw Miztard and Risti shaking hands with each mimic holding a wound.

“Congratulations, yes.” Risti forced a smile. His hands clenched firmly with all his might to stem the tears. Although time has passed, but their feelings have not completely disappeared.

“Iya, you guys when to follow.” The answer is the bride, Tesya. She knows Miztard and Risti have a past, Tesya had already investigated her before marriage.

“It won't be long.” This time Risti's fiancee responded.

While two people who have been in a relationship for quite a long time, have not been able to open their mouths— sixth will feel restraint so as not to show their respective weaknesses.

That awkward situation made Guren and Ran come forward to mediate. “Hei go down as soon as it is our turn,” said Ran, so now Risti and his fiancee go down without making small talk again.

Risti throws a smile as she crosses paths with Ran. Thank you, I was really confused earlier, Risti—'s inner glance at Ran who returned his smile while nodding as if he could read the contents of Risti's mind.

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The more daytime it feels more crowded, as members of the Ran family feel bad if you go home first. Until finally Zairin cried for milk, this opportunity Ran used to go to a hotel room that has been rented specifically today and tomorrow.

“Mah, I slept in Zairin first.”

“Ya has gone there. I think he has begun to rise in this crowd,” said Muti.

“Tell Kak Guren later yes, Ma, if he is his mistress,” lyrics Ran to Guren who there joined the honored invited guests.

“Yes you rest easy.”

Arriving at the room, Ran immediately undressed. Not only Zairin is angry, Ran is the same. Since then she held back the rage of makeup that Ran thought was so disturbing.

“Hah finally light also nih head,” murmured Ran—his eyes glanced at the annoyed hair ornaments that he had released onto the table. Only then did Ran breastfeed Zairin who had been silent since being brought into this room.

Ran moves to the bathroom, he will sleep after cleaning the body. It feels like Ran's body is so tired, the activities of greeting with family members who come from various cities and countries are quite draining Ran.

While coming out of the bathroom, Ran did not find Zairin in the bed. Did Guren take his son out? My God, Ran can't think positively. He who only wears a towel, quickly wears a shirt.

Outside the hotel ...

“That's Pasha, ‘kan?” muttered Salsa, when he saw the silhouette of the body he recognized was holding a child. “No way, besides it is impossible Pasha already have children.” Salsa continued, but she turned back. Salsa's eyes were round because her vision was right. He saw Pasha's face clearly when he got into the car.

“I-it's Pasha!” Salsa's hands trembled, for a long time she had not seen Pasha. “A ready child he carried earlier? Is she pregnant out of wedlock?” Salsa shut her mouth holding back the sound.

Salsa turned quickly back into the hotel—to inform her husband who was still reluctant to go home. But Salsa's steps stopped when he saw the Zullies gathered in one place. Their faces were all pale and panicked, especially Ran who was already unconscious in Guren's arms.

“What is this?” Salsa joined them. He glanced at the limp Muti, and next he realized that many bodyguards were passing by with each one connected by phone. “Why does everything look busy?”

“Zairin lost,” replied Mr. Arman.

Salsa was drowning. “Ba-how can?”

“Ran left Zairin for a short shower, when he returned Zairin is no longer there,” said Arman based on Ran's remarks that came in panic earlier.

They have checked the CCTV and it turns out that someone came out of Ran's room carrying Zairin with his clothes all covered. For now they do not want to cause riots at this wedding. So while the moving ones are the movers who are spreading out looking for the perpetrators.

They will wait for news while pretending nothing happened, especially in front of Miztard. The man will leave the bride alone to go find Zairin if he finds out.

“Pah, Mah, please take care of Ran. I'll go,” Guren, this man's face is already very pale like a cold corpse.

Before Guren moved away, Salsa reached out to Guren. “I know who kidnapped Ran,” said Salsa weakly. Her tears fell along with the eroded energy.

All attention was on Salsa. They stared impatiently at Salsa's statement.

“Pasya, I saw him holding a child. I-it must be Zairin, I just remembered that kid's socks are the same as the ones Zairin wore earlier.” Salsa finally spoke with confidence. Yes, why only now Salsa realized that what Pasha brought was Zairin. If you know, Salsa will definitely have time to pursue Pasha earlier.

“Sorry.” Salsa was drowned by her tears. What if something happens to her granddaughter? Salsa is very fond of Zairin, she can not tolerate Pasha's actions, although she used to always defend her son but now different cases.

“Pasya?” reset Guren.

Salsa nodded faintly. Well Guren understood. Because the identity is already known, this way Guren's steps will be easier to get closer to the existence of Zairin.

“Grandpa tagged, Ren.”

“Grandpa is the head of the family, what do people say if Grandpa is not around? It's okay, I'm not alone. You guys just here, don't make Miztard suspicious.” After that Guren stepped away, leading his people to be more purposeful.

Seriate....