care?

not give a damn about?

To what extent should a person live his or her life with a clear conscience?

Chen Yu stood silently on the viewing platform on the roof of the villa, looking at the distant scenery of the clearing lake with faint waves, feeling uneasy.

The message Xiao Ya drew out last night was still vivid in his mind, echoing in his mind and causing violent waves in his heart.

Wang Yike...that girl...is getting married?

It was obvious that he had rejected her over and over again and wished he could draw a clear line with her, but why did his heart feel so painful when he heard the news?

Is it an illusion? Or maybe that girl has already taken root in my heart?

Chen Yu's eyes showed a dazed look.

Thousands of years of practicing Taoism have already tempered his heart like a stone. This confusion should not have appeared. But now it really appeared, which meant that his heart was in chaos.

At this time, a thin figure also climbed to the top of the building and walked towards the observation deck.

Hearing the footsteps, Chen Yu turned around and asked with a stern expression: "Where were you this morning?"

The person who came was Xiaoyu, who stuck out his tongue and raised a pile of paper in his hand.

Chen Yu frowned: "What is this?"

Xiaoya gestured while handing it over, which probably meant that she got these things from Hong Biao.

Chen Yu took it and flipped through it a few times, and found that all the information on this stack of paper was about one person.

And this person's name is - Yao Jiansheng!

…

San Royo Church, a famous place of worship in Jiangzhou, was enveloped in a festive atmosphere today.

In order to rent this place as a wedding venue, Yao Jiansheng spent a lot of resources and even paid millions in rent, not counting the hiring of a priest and other messy expenses.

But it doesn't matter, because--

"My, Yao Jiansheng's wedding should be so grand. I want the whole Jiangzhou not to know that you, Wang Yike, have become my woman, and Fu Lan is my mother-in-law, and the Wang family and the Yao family are married. In this way, no matter what happens in the future,

Everything is an internal conflict, and no one else has any position to point out."

The corner of Yao Jiansheng's mouth turned up in a meaningful arc, which made people shudder.

He stood on the podium and looked down with deep eyes.

The row on the left is the woman's relatives and friends, and they look a bit shabby, at least compared to the ones on the right. Those sitting on the right are all high-ranking officials, including people from the government, famous entrepreneurs in Jiangzhou, and children from famous families.

Especially the one sitting in the front, surrounded by people like stars over the moon - Hu Tian, ​​the prospective heir of Jingzhou Guyue Group.

In the small place of Jiangzhou, Hu Tian is already a very powerful person. Sitting next to him is a man with downcast eyebrows. He exudes a powerful aura that makes people feel cold. Yao Jiansheng knows what it is.

Something, that is the aura of a warrior. This man who is sitting next to Hu Tian like a Ksitigarbha, is clearly a little master!

Enough to sweep Jiangzhou!

Compared with the grandeur of the right row, the left row really looks shabby and ridiculous.

Yao Jiansheng was in a happy mood, with an intoxicating smile on his face. He enjoyed this feeling of being superior, especially when he thought about the girl he was going to spend the night with tonight, he became even more excited.

The sun shines in from the snowflake glass above the church, making it warm.

Yao Jiansheng looked forward again.

A bright red carpet was spread between the two rows of guests, covered with rose petals, exuding a faint fragrance.

The red carpet is very long, extending on the marble floor to the church door.

at this time--

"Dang dong!"

Following the crisp and melodious sound of the bell, a row of figures appeared at the door.

A little boy and a little girl walked in front, holding a basket in their hands. The basket was filled with bright red petals. They grabbed the petals and threw them high into the air.

Those petals swayed in the wind and slowly floated to the white and beautiful figure behind.

Wang Yike wore a snow-white wedding dress and, accompanied by her parents, stepped onto the red carpet that symbolized the point of no return.

The long skirt is trailing behind, and the veil is rippling in the wind. In the hazy place, you can vaguely see that innocent and beautiful face.

Everyone's eyes were focused on her, either in surprise, envy, jealousy, or emotion...

Yao Jiansheng did not look at Wang Yike, but observed the reactions of the guests on both sides. The hot and greedy and lustful eyes not only did not displease him, but made him happy.

Because this girl is about to belong to me, and I am the biggest winner.

So he held his head high and waited for the bride's arrival with a victor's attitude.

Approach slowly.

finally--

Fu Lan handed her daughter's hand into Yao Jiansheng's and said softly: "Today, I entrust my daughter to your hands."

Yao Jiansheng also responded softly: "Tomorrow, I will live up to your trust."

Fu Lan stepped away with a complicated expression and returned to her place.

Yao Jiansheng held Wang Yike's hand, his smile as bright as the sunshine at noon.

He said: "I finally got you."

An indifferent word slowly floated out of the veil: "Are you happy?"

Yao Jiansheng's smile became even thicker: "Of course I'm happy. I'm not only happy, I'm also happy, joyful, joyful. In short, 11,000 words cannot express my joy at this time."

"But I'm very unhappy."

One sentence caused a slight commotion among the guests below.

What is going on? Something is going to happen?

Yao Jiansheng's expression froze slightly, but he quickly returned to his original state, and said softly: "I know, after all, your father and mother have raised you for so long, and you suddenly have to leave them today. Of course, it will be difficult to be happy. But it doesn't matter, in the future

I will treat you well and make you happy again."

Resolved very calmly.

When the guests below heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, after you get married, you will be separated from your parents who you live with day and night. It is quite normal to be unhappy, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Then a group of people burst into applause.

Amidst the applause, Yao Jiansheng leaned close to Wang Yike's ear. Under her cover, his expression was slightly distorted and his tone was cold and cold. He said slowly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I know you are very unhappy.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as I am happy. In addition, I would like to advise you, don’t make me unhappy, otherwise - your whole family will be unhappy."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yike's hands clenched tightly.

Yao Jiansheng's smile became more and more terrifying.

But the whispering scene made people mistakenly think that they were talking about love and a sign of intimacy, so the guests applauded even more enthusiastically.

At this time——

"Dong dong dong."

The priest in charge of officiating the wedding gently knocked the hammer.

"Now the bridegroom and the bride are invited to face Allah and make your vows in front of the great Lord. The Lord will witness the birth of this love and grant you the glory of happiness."

Yao Jiansheng pulled Wang Yike to face the priest and lowered his head slightly.

The priest looked at Yao Jiansheng and asked in a solemn tone: "Are you willing to marry this woman? Love her and be loyal to her, no matter she is poor, sick or disabled, until she dies. Are you willing?"

Yao Jiansheng nodded piously: "I do."

"Um."

The priest's eyes turned to Wang Yike.

"Are you willing to marry this man? Love her and be loyal to her, no matter if she is poor, sick or disabled, until death. Are you willing?"

Everyone below is eagerly looking forward to witnessing the birth of a new couple with their most earnest eyes.

But this time——

"I don't want to!"
Chapter completed!