The sky outside the window has finally become bright.
Ye Wanwan was curled up on the sofa, watching the sunrise. Her eyes were swollen, and she looked a little haggard.
Today is his wedding day, and the whole family will be very lively.
In the garden outside the window, the servants got up early and were busy, walking through every corridor in the garden, happily preparing for their young master's wedding.
Over in the master bedroom, Jian Zhipei was not in good spirits. He even did not get up immediately. This wedding was not something he was looking forward to.
"Master, Master, have you gotten up?" The servant called him at the door.
Jian Zhipei sat up, got out of bed, and walked towards the bathroom. He needed a shower to wake up.
After a while, Mrs. Jian came over. She was sitting on the sofa waiting for her grandson to come out for breakfast. Today she was dressed in a festive dark red cheongsam and looked particularly energetic. Her silver hair was pulled back thickly and she had a hairpin set with rubies.
The hairpin is extremely noble and wealthy.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, Mrs. Jian became a little anxious and asked the servant, "Why hasn't the young master come down yet?"
"Old madam, we knocked on the door, but the young master never opened it. He is probably still asleep."
Mrs. Jian looked at the time and decided to go upstairs. She went to the third floor and knocked on her grandson's door.
"Ah Pei, get up, I can't keep up with the time."
After a while, the door opened, and Jian Zhipei was naked from the waist up, with a bathrobe still tied around the lower body, and his dark hair was still dripping with water.
The servant on the side immediately looked at him shyly, and Mrs. Jian couldn't help but frown, "Ah Pei, get dressed quickly, what are you talking about? You are not a child anymore.
"Grandma, I'll go downstairs in a moment, you have breakfast first." Jian Zhipei said to her.
"Grandma, wait for you. Don't be anxious for a moment. Get dressed quickly." After Mrs. Jian finished speaking, she glanced at him again. Her grandson was indeed top-notch in everything.
When she turned around, she couldn't hide the smile on her lips. She couldn't help but glance at the room next door and said to the servant, "Leave two people here to greet Miss Ye properly. If she doesn't go to the wedding, don't neglect her."
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"Understood." The servant nodded.
All the servants on the third floor left. Later, Jian Zhipei was wearing a white shirt and slim trousers, with no tie on. His dark hair was still a little wet. He walked to Ye Wanwan's room while holding up his cufflinks.
door.
He reached out and knocked on the door.
Ye Wanwan was drifting into sleep because she was sleepy and tired.
She faintly heard a knock on the door, and she couldn't help but sit up. Now she was sure that someone was knocking on her door.
She got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and saw the man outside the door staring at her.
"Is something wrong? Master Jian?" Ye Wan curled up her messy long hair and looked at him with a pair of swollen eyes.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" Jian Zhipei frowned suddenly, why does this woman look so haggard and sick?
"I fell asleep!" Ye Wanwan lied. At this moment, she felt a little light-headed and uncomfortable.
Jian Zhipei saw that her mental condition was really bad, so he subconsciously reached out to touch her forehead. The hot temperature made him breathe slightly, she was feeling hot.
"You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital." Jian Zhipei said to her.
Ye Wanwan didn't know that she had a fever. She stretched out her hand and touched it. It was a little hot, but it didn't matter. She waved her hand and said, "No, you are getting married today and you must be busy with a lot of things. Go ahead and do it!"
I will take care of myself."
After saying that, Ye Wanwan stretched out her hand to close the door, but the big palm still pushed open her door a little domineeringly. In Jian Zhipei's heart, between the wedding and her fever, her fever was more important.
"Follow me."
Although Ye Wanwan felt uncomfortable, she really didn't want to affect his wedding. She took a step back and said, "No, thank you. I will ask the servant to take me there later."
At this moment, a servant hurried up the stairs, "Master, the old lady is still waiting for you to have breakfast! We are running out of time, you have to go to the auditorium."
Jian Zhipei did not respond, but locked his eyes tightly on the stubborn girl in front of him.
"Are you leaving?" he threatened.
When Ye Wanwan heard that Mrs. Jian was waiting for him downstairs, she became more determined to leave him alone. She shook her head, "If you don't want to go, you can go!"
Jian Zhipei took a deep breath and pressed his tongue against his cheek. This action showed that his patience was limited and he was even a little annoyed.
"Okay, I don't care about you." Jian Zhipei has always been arrogant, how can he have time to coax people in a low voice?
This girl should just bring it upon herself!
Jian Zhipei turned around and left. Ye Wanwan watched his back, holding back tears, and silently closed the door.
She stood in front of the window, the early morning sunlight hitting her body, making her feel broken.
In the hall downstairs, Jian Zhipei had breakfast with his grandma. The old lady asked several questions in succession, but found that the grandson opposite did not answer at all. His eyes fell on one place, holding a spoon in his hand, but he did not answer for a long time.
When you put it in your mouth, you feel like you are in a trance.
"Apei, what are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing, grandma." Jian Zhipei replied.
"Then hurry up and eat something! We are running out of time, we should go there." Mrs. Jian persuaded.
Jian Zhipei put down his spoon and said, "I'm full, let's go!"
Everyone walked through the lobby and came to the direction of the parking lot, where dozens of black luxury cars were neatly placed. An extended Rolls-Royce was the main wedding car. Jian Zhipei was now going to Qiao's house to pick up Qiao Xuemei.
"Ah Pei, grandma is waiting for you over there in the auditorium. Hurry over and pick up Xuemei."
"Yeah." Jian Zhipei nodded in agreement.
The old lady got in the car. Jian Zhipei watched her car drive away. His bodyguard next to him also asked him to get in the car, "Master, get in the car!"
Jian Zhipei held the car door and did not get in the car immediately. Instead, he looked in the direction of a window. After a few seconds of contemplation, he said to the bodyguard, "Wait for me here."
After saying that, Jian Zhipei strode towards the hall.
Ye Wanwan curled up on the sofa, feeling that her body was cold and hot at times, which was really uncomfortable. She was in a bad mood last night, and after sitting alone all night, she was in a bad state of mind during this period. It was normal to be sick.
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Ye Wanwan was a little dizzy from the fever. At this moment, she heard someone coming in from the other side of the door. Soon, she heard a deep male voice calling her.
"Ye Wanwan."
Ye Wanwan opened her eyes slightly. Was it an illusion? She actually saw Jian Zhipei squatting next to her. At this time, shouldn't he be going to his wedding?
Jian Zhipei looked at the girl curled up into a ball with her arms folded. Seeing that she was in a daze and in a bad mental state, he had no choice but to reach out and pick her up.
Ye Wanwan finally woke up. She opened her beautiful eyes and couldn't believe that it was Jian Zhipei who was holding her.
"You...you put me down."
Jian Zhipei ignored her at all, and carried her straight downstairs, and then carried her all the way to his wedding car. In this scene, it was as if she was the wife he was about to marry in his arms.
Ye Wanwan also saw it clearly. Looking at this extended version of the wedding car, she couldn't help but be stunned, "Jian Zhipei, I can't ride in this car, please let me down!"
Is he crazy? This is his wedding car!
Jian Zhipei ignored her voice, hugged her and sat in the spacious carriage at the back. He said to the surprised bodyguard on the side, "Go to the hospital."
"But Master, you have to go pick up Miss Qiao."
"Send another car to pick him up!" Jian Zhipei gave a brief order and closed the door.
Ye Wanwan was sitting in the car, feeling a little dizzy. She wanted to find something to lean on. The man next to her looked at her soft cotton body, stretched out his long arms, and held her in his arms.
"Jian Zhipei, we can't do this." Ye Wanwan weakly pushed him away. She felt that she was about to make a big mistake.
"You want me to leave you alone, right?" Jian Zhipei asked, frowning.
"Yes, you don't have to worry about me." Ye Wanwan nodded.
Jian Zhipei really didn't want to care about her, but for some reason, he just couldn't bear to watch her get sick. Seeing her like this, his heart tightened.
Qiao family.
Qiao Xuemei had already put on her makeup and put on her wedding dress. Everything was ready. After a while, Jian Zhipei dressed in groom's clothes and holding roses came to pick her up and take her to the auditorium.
Qiao Xuemei watched the time go by little by little, and her groom had not appeared yet. She couldn't help but feel anxious, and at this moment, she saw a car driving into the yard in front of her house.
A bodyguard stepped out of the car. He walked over quickly and said, "Miss Qiao, Master Jian is unable to come because of something. I will take you to the auditorium."
"He...he has important things to do and can't get away." The bodyguard said a little tongue-tied.
"What is more important than getting married? Where is he? You take me to see him. I don't want to go to the auditorium. I want to find him and let him accompany me." Qiao Xuemei knew in her heart that if the bride arrived and the groom was late,
No, that would be so embarrassing.
Therefore, she must appear arm in arm with Jian Zhipei.
Now her parents have already gone over to greet the guests in advance. She will go there in a luxurious wedding car fleet. Because there is a line of greeting people there, how can she just take a car and go there?
"Ms. Qiao, we don't have time. You should go to the auditorium first!"
"I don't want to, I want to go with my groom." Qiao Xuemei said very firmly, staring at the bodyguard, "Tell me the truth, where is he? Who is he with?"
"Yes...Miss Ye suddenly fell ill, and the young master took the time to take her to the hospital."
"Did you drive there in my wedding car?" Qiao Xuemei's expression turned extremely ugly and she was about to collapse. In her wedding car, the first girl to get in was Ye Wanwan?
The bodyguard could only nod, not daring to lie to her.
"Go to the hospital." Qiao Xuemei gasped in anger, "Take me there immediately."