She saw a man in a straight suit, still as cold as ever, standing under the sun with a backlight, which just blocked her from facing the sun.
Xiao Yufeng looked indifferently at Jiang Zixing, who was sitting on the ground with no image at all, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
His indifferent eyes glanced slightly, and fell on the soles of her feet, which were covered with tape. Blood red had seeped out.
However, Jiang Zixing seemed to have recovered from his slight shock, and his reaction was half a beat too slow. She frowned and looked at his indifferent expression.
Unable to help it, the bitter and sad expression he had when he looked at the bride flashed through his mind.
I felt a sudden discomfort in my heart. I looked away and said angrily, "I can laugh as much as I want. It's none of your business! Okay, just do whatever you want. Don't be an eyesore here."
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An eyesore?
This woman's mouth is often unforgiving.
"Can you walk back like this?" His eyes fell on her bare feet, and there was no emotion indifference in her voice.
So what if she can't go back? This morning she said she wanted to come to the wedding, but he pretended not to hear her and asked her to come by herself in a taxi. She thought he really wouldn't come.
Pretending!
"I can go back by myself. I came here by myself, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back!"
After Jiang Zixing finished speaking, he didn't want to look at him anymore. He frowned and wanted to stand up from the ground.
But even though the ground was covered with flower petals and the red carpet was quite soft, the wound on the foot might have already opened after standing all morning while wearing high heels.
It was so painful that I couldn't help but sweat oozing out.
Xiao Yufeng frowned when he saw her acting like that.
Finally, as if he still couldn't bear it, he stepped forward and picked her up, turned around and walked away in the direction of going out.
Jiang Zixing let out a slight breath and subconsciously grasped his hand for balance.
When she came to her senses, her body was already held firmly by him and she was walking with long strides. This situation inexplicably made Jiang Zixing feel a little stunned for a moment.
There was not much expression on Junyi's face. He was still as indifferent and calm as usual. Even if he was holding her now, he could not see any change in his mood.
"I just saw you. Do you love her very much?" Jiang Zixing raised his head slightly and looked at him, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his eyes.
It's a pity that no matter how she looks at it, she can't see through it or get in touch with it.
Even though he is so close, he still feels like a stranger.
When Xiao Yufeng heard this, his indifferent eyes flickered, but the expression on his face did not change much, and his voice came faintly.
"Go to the hospital? Or call the doctor home?"
"Whatever!" Jiang Zixing, who was being held, frowned, but did not continue to ask anything. It was obvious that the cold tone in his words could be heard.
Damn it!
What's wrong with her? Is there any need to ask? You know the answer, but you still ask. Ask Mao Xian.
Finally, they walked along the red carpet towards the exit of the castle. Along the way, both of them were speechless.
Until Xiu Jia, who was waiting outside, quickly came over to greet him.
"Third Young Master, Young Mistress!"
Jiang Zixing had already registered with Xiao Yufeng, and Miss Jiang also started to change her tune.
However, looking at him at this time, it seemed that something was wrong.
"How was the meeting?" Xiao Yufeng asked indifferently as he walked forward with Jiang Zixing in his arms.