Soon, the heirs of St. Ann Group and Fei International will hold a grand wedding here. The only drawback is that the business tycoon An Songbai cannot return to China to attend his granddaughter's wedding due to health reasons.
In the bridal lounge, An Enuo sat in front of the dressing table, looking through the mirror at Xia Lan who was busy behind her, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.
"Little Blue,"
"Huh?" Xia Lan was arranging her flowers.
"I'm glad you can be the bridesmaid."
"Haha, me too." She said sincerely.
An Yinuo's face with delicate makeup showed a trace of gloom, "From the day I walked out of the orphanage, I told myself that no one can take away everything I have! Including my happiness."
Xia Lan was startled, turned around, and saw her smiling like a flower in the mirror, "What do you think?"
"I understand." Xia Lan smiled softly and handed over the bouquet. An Yinuo took a look at it and said with a hint of order, "I don't like lilies, so I will replace them with purple roses."
"Oh, okay, just wait, I'll be there right away."
Looking at the time, Xia Lan picked up her dress and ran out quickly. Around the corner, she bumped into someone. Seeing him, Xia Lan quickly averted her eyes and said, "Xiao Nuo is in the lounge."
Fei Sijue, who was dressed in a black suit, was shrouded in a faint evil aura. He was unfamiliar, cold, and his deep eyes fell on her, making Xia Lan unable to help but want to escape.
He raised the corners of his slightly cold lips, quickly grabbed her hand, and pushed her into the room next to her.
Face to face with him, Xia Lan stared at him closely, "I don't want to attract everyone's attention and embarrass your grandfather, so you'd better stay away from me."
"Are you qualified to threaten me?" Fei Sijue took a step forward and Xia Lan took a step back.
"Fei Sijue, I don't care how much you hate me, but don't forget, you are getting married today!"
"Are you scared?" He smiled evilly, pushed her down on the sofa abruptly, pressed her up with his tall body, and narrowed his eyes into a complicated arc, "Xia Lan, what is your heart made of?"
Xia Lan bit her lip, put her hands on his chest, and stared at him coldly, "Young Master Jue, you must have fallen in love with me, right?"
"Like it?" Fei Sijue stood up disdainfully, with a look of disgust as if looking at a prostitute, "Are you worthy?"
Xia Lan took a deep breath. Although her chest was hurt by his sharp words, she still smiled lightly, "Since I am neither qualified nor worthy, why do you provoke me again and again? If you can't marry me, then
Don't bother me!"
She stood up and opened the door.
"Xia Lan, you will pay for everything you have done." He said coldly.
She stopped, turned around, and raised her eyebrows, "Whatever you want."
Fei Sijue was like a dangerous beast. At that moment, he was aroused with a strong desire for revenge. He didn't know why, but he just hated it.
At one end of the red carpet, An Enuo walked towards the people waiting in front with a victor's attitude. Xia Lan stood behind her, her eyes flashing with a sadness that only she could understand clearly.
At the other end of the red carpet, Fei Sijue stood upright, held her hand, turned around, and together they made an oath in front of God until death.
Fei Yicheng smiled happily, this was the result he wanted.
At the door, Nangong Lie leaned against the pillar with his arms folded, looking over there with interest, especially after seeing the seeming disappointment on Xia Lan's face, the corners of his mouth widened.