Ximen Longting raised his hand: "Bring me the gun."
Wilson was startled for a moment, then immediately handed over the pistol.
White gloves took the pistol, Ximen Longting took a few steps coldly, and the gun hole touched Ximen Longying's head: "Did you inform me?"
Mr. Ximen is far away in France, and Jing Jiaren is also dead. It stands to reason that he no longer pays attention to things here.
"No," Ximen Longying denied, "the old man knew it himself."
"lie!"
"Brother, she is dead, why do you have to be obsessed with a marriage? What you are doing is just destroying Jing Jiaren's body." Ximen Longying said sadly, "The old man will not allow you to marry a dead person. You will have future problems."
Wife, our Ximen family will have descendants... What you did is just in vain, letting the old man dig Jing Jiaren's grave."
"..."
"Do you want your beloved woman to die without a burial place?" Ximen Longying continued, "He will probably fill up this sea area!"
This is something Mr. Ximen might do.
Ximen Longting clutched the pistol tightly, hatred bursting out of his body.
He owes Jing Jiaren a wedding.
He promised Jing Jiaren that he would always owe her this!
"Brother..." Ximen Longying said softly, "If you want to marry Jing Jiaren, even if it is a ghost marriage, you have to wait until the old man steps down... Do you understand?"
In the sky, dozens of fighter planes circled and surrounded the cruise ship.
The cruise ship itself also carries war cannons, so there is no problem in starting a war with Mr. Ximen...
But the result was a lose-lose situation, and the underwater cemetery he carefully built for Jing Jiaren was destroyed.
"Brother, think it over carefully."
Ximen Longying consoled him: "If you achieve great things, why should you be in a hurry?"
The brother and sister's conversation was far away, and none of the guests could hear it, including Jing Jiaren.
But when she saw Ximen Longying coming to the rescue, Jing Jiaren knew——
Leng Aofeng should be out of danger for his life.
A moment later, Ximen Longting threw the gun hard, and the pistol flew far away, directly knocking down the stacked champagne towers.
The orange liquid flowed and collapsed together with the shattered glass.
Ximen Longting laughed crazily in a cold voice...
Jing Jiaren had never seen Ximen Longting like this before with the laughter that shocked her with grief.
It felt like a handful of broken glass had been rubbed into her heart, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
Ximen Longying breathed a sigh of relief: "It's best if you can figure it out... I'm also very sad about Miss Jing's unexpected death!"
A cold light flashed in the corner of her eyes.
Jing Jiaren finally died...
Leng Aofeng tried to get up several times, but she held him down tightly.
Ximen Longting suddenly kicked over the emcee's desk, turned around and strode dejectedly off the deck.
Leng Aofeng was about to follow, but Ximen Longying stopped him——
"Leng Aofeng, your purpose was to stop this wedding, and now I've done it for you! Is Jing Jiaren happy to see you die?"
…
"(English) Dear ladies and gentlemen, the wedding has been terminated due to some accidents. Please go back to the cabin and enjoy the feast." Wilson's voice sounded through the headset...
This also means that this ghost marriage failed!
Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes. No matter what, she was not dead at all. Even if this ghost wedding was successful, it would be meaningless. Instead, it would become Ximen Longting's shackles.
Maybe the failure of the wedding was God's ulterior motive.
She even hoped that one day Ximen Longting would kick Master Ximen and marry her back alive!