Even Pei Fengmei's cosmetics could not cover up the red and swollen eyes, the obvious dark circles and the pale face without a trace of blood.
No matter how good the makeup artist is, she can't hide her deathly sadness and despair.
I have imagined countless times that wearing a snow-white wedding dress would be the most beautiful moment when I become my brother’s bride.
However, in this life, she will never have a chance again.
If there is an afterlife, can she be qualified to be her brother's bride?
Can she be qualified to stay with her brother for the rest of her life?
No matter how much hardship it takes, she is willing to do it.
In the bride's dressing room, Qingqing looked at herself like a puppet in the mirror, feeling so sad that she wanted to cry loudly.
"Little woman, why are you in a daze alone?"
A pleasant and mellow voice suddenly sounded, and Xia Qingqing, who was in a daze, suddenly found a tall figure in the mirror.
"Shangguan Jin? Why are you here?"
Qingqing quickly stood up, turned around, and asked in surprise.
I was so worried that I flew back overnight to hear the news of your marriage."
Shangguan Jin, who was wearing a pure white suit and holding a large bouquet of perfume lilies in his hand, was smiling very brightly at her.
"Thanks!"
Qingqing took the flowers from Shangguan Jin and choked with emotion.
Perhaps she had suffered too much of a blow and had been suppressed for too long, and Xia Qingqing felt that Shangguan Jin was extremely friendly at this time.
"You obviously married unwillingly, why do you still want to marry?"
Shangguan Jin's big palm caressed the little woman's cold little face, and he stared at the heavily made-up little woman in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze, and murmured in confusion.
"There are many things that I can't explain why."
Under Shangguan Jin's sharp eyes, Qingqing raised her lips and said in a perfunctory tone with a guilty conscience and sadness.
"But you disappoint me very much. Haven't you always loved Ouyang Lingyun? Why did you turn around and marry Murong Zhi so suddenly?"
"You can't say for sure about emotional matters."
Xia Qingqing pursed her lips and responded innocently and helplessly.
"Damn it, you deceived my feelings!"
Shangguan Jin raised his lips and complained aggrievedly.
"how to say?"
Xia Qingqing frowned, very puzzled.
"If I had known that you would marry Murong Zhi, I would not have brought you and Ouyang Lingyun together. Instead, I would have pursued you fiercely and taken advantage of Murong. I am very unwilling to do so! Then, I will give you a new choice.
Chances are, marrying me is much better than marrying Murong Zhi!"
Shangguan Jin protested and suggested, seemingly truthfully, and only he knew how serious he was.
Regardless of the reason why the young woman cannot marry Ouyang Lingyun, Shangguan Jin believes that marrying him must be much better than marrying Murong Zhi.
"Haha, I'm sorry. I appreciate your kindness. Now the wedding is inevitable and it is impossible to cancel it."
Xia Qingqing declined politely. It was originally a transaction without love, and she did not want to involve the kind-hearted Shangguan Jin.
"Have you considered starting over with Situ Jing?"
"No, I, Shangguan Jin, never look back. What about you? Is there any possibility of divorce?"
Shangguan Jin shook his head gracefully, responded casually, and asked enthusiastically.
"Hey, I'm getting married today, so you're going to curse me for divorce."
As if her thoughts were suddenly exposed, Xia Qingqing deliberately shouted to cover up, feeling even more friendly in front of Shangguan Jin.
"I mean you must consider me if you get divorced!"
Although, as a good friend, he certainly hoped that this little woman would have a happy marriage, Shangguan Jin still recommended himself unceremoniously.
"By the way, has your Cambridge notice arrived?"
Seeing the little woman's face stiffen unnaturally, Shangguan Jin hurriedly changed the subject.
"Well, we're here. I'm going to England for my honeymoon tomorrow and won't be back until school starts."
Xia Qingqing responded with a distant smile, leaving and never coming back.
"Okay, then we'll see you in Cambridge."
Compared to the little woman's pessimistic look, Shangguan Jin is much more optimistic.
"Has your notice arrived too?"
"Yes, my score is higher than yours. I will win this bet. You owe me a condition."
Shangguan Jin said very proudly and confidently.
After four years in Cambridge, Shangguan Jin did not believe that he could not catch up with Xia Qingqing.
"Okay, I'll keep it for now. See you in Cambridge."
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With the help of Murong Zhi, Xia Qingqing slowly got out of the car. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find a trace of a smile, even a far-fetched and hypocritical one, on her pale face.
He pinched his head and shook his head, but before he had time to synchronize, his whole body suddenly stopped like a lightning strike, unable to move even half a step.
Xia Qingqing clearly saw her exhausted brother standing in front of her.
His hair was messy, his eye sockets were sunken, and his whole body was extremely haggard.
But Xia Qingqing knew that the meaning of the words "don't marry" was already so obvious.
Long Fei Niao Zhen lied and waved her arms, but stared blankly at Qing Qing, who was wearing a snow-white gauze skirt.
Is she really going to be so ruthless and step on his sincerity to marry Murong Zhi?
Xia Qingqing saw her brother's injury, her brother's pain, and her brother's sorrow in her heart.
But at this moment she can only pretend to turn a blind eye!
Xia Qingqing held Murong Zhi's arm tightly, as if she wanted to find some kind of strength.
Qingqing raised her legs hard and stepped stiffly, trying to pass her brother by. However, her arms tightened suddenly, Xia Qingqing's body trembled, and her steps stopped again.
His big palms tightly grasped Qingqing's slender wrists, as if he was afraid that she would just abandon him.
The words "Don't marry" don't need to be said, the meaning is already obvious.
Ouyang Lingyun's angry and hurt eyes locked deeply into Qingqing's suddenly watery eyes through the blurred veil.