As the eldest son of the Li family, it was not his turn to make the decision on his own marriage. Even if the old man asked him to marry a cat, he would have to marry it back, and he would have to welcome it with a smile.
My wife was chosen by the old man.
To put it bluntly, a woman who sacrificed herself for a political marriage is just a vase without a soul.
Li Juexi hurriedly left the office without even asking the other party's name.
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After visiting a German company for a few days and returning to the UK, Li Juexi went to regularly repair his prosthetic limbs.
"I heard that the eldest young master is getting married, congratulations."
Dr. Dekan complimented him while taking care of him.
"Thanks."
Li Juexi glanced down at his empty left sleeve, but found nothing touching.
His left arm is a prosthesis.
He was interrupted by his own biological father, and no one believed him when he told him something, but it couldn't be more true.
Just because he had disobeyed the old man before.
The price is an arm.
Therefore, he could no longer disobey the old man's will to get married. He would do whatever the old man asked him to do. He had already become numb.
…
After installing the prosthetic limb, Li Juexi moved his left hand, which was slightly stiff. Dr. Deken and the hospital were the most advanced in the world, and the prosthetic limb could be made to look just like the real thing.
But what’s fake is fake.
He is a disabled person and there is no way to change that.
Congratulations on his marriage?
Oh, a noble young lady from our country would not want to marry a disabled person if she had any thoughts of her own. How happy is that?
…
Soon, the wedding day arrived.
He stopped what he was doing from the consortium headquarters, put on a suit and dress directly and returned to the Li family manor.
There were twice as many guards and security guards as usual in the manor, the salute sounded like thunder in front of the castle, the water in the fountain formed an arch, people came and went, and guests kept flowing.
The driver opened the door and stepped on the ground. Unlike before, he glanced down.
red carpet.
Dazzling red.
It's really a festive day.
"Congratulations, young master."
"Young Master, the guests have arrived and the luncheon can begin."
…
Along the way from the car to the gate of the castle, congratulations were heard constantly. He smiled and agreed one by one, chatting with the people around him.
After the gun salute, there was a performance by a well-known symphony orchestra.
Brilliance everywhere.
A grand wedding.
The wedding photos on the stairs were well taken. He and his so-called wife had not even taken a photo together. In the wedding photos, they still looked respectful and respectful.
Satire.
"Young Master, bring me flowers."
Before opening the door, the maid handed a bouquet of pale pink flowers to Li Juexi's hand and said with a smile, "The young lady is waiting for you inside."
After saying this, the two maids opened the door diligently.
Pure white lilies and gauze filled the entire bridal hall, and the smell was pungent.
Li Juexi frowned and walked in. He didn't hear the noise of the bridesmaids. The whole hall was unusually quiet...
It was not too difficult to find his wife, because she was sitting on the palace sofa from the late nineteenth century.
She was wearing a strapless red wedding dress, sitting there upright, looking calmly ahead.
He stood there, holding the bouquet in one hand and looking up at her...
The lilies around her were so pure and white that they made her red dress look particularly beautiful.
Her face is even more beautiful than the photo.
Ha, it turns out that the romantic symphony of a wedding can really affect people.
His chest actually beat violently several times. As the eldest son of the Li family, it was not his turn to make the decision on his own marriage. Even if the old man asked him to marry a cat, he would have to marry it back, and he would have to welcome it with a smile.
My wife was chosen by the old man.
To put it bluntly, a woman who sacrificed herself for a political marriage is just a vase without a soul.
Li Juexi hurriedly left the office without even asking the other party's name.
*************************
After visiting a German company for a few days and returning to the UK, Li Juexi went to regularly repair his prosthetic limbs.
"I heard that the eldest young master is getting married, congratulations."
Dr. Dekan complimented him while taking care of him.
"Thanks."
Li Juexi glanced down at his empty left sleeve, but found nothing touching.
His left arm is a prosthesis.
He was interrupted by his own biological father, and no one believed him when he told him something, but it couldn't be more true.
Just because he had disobeyed the old man before.
The price is an arm.
Therefore, he could no longer disobey the old man's will to get married. He would do whatever the old man asked him to do. He had already become numb.
…
After installing the prosthetic limb, Li Juexi moved his left hand, which was slightly stiff. Dr. Deken and the hospital were the most advanced in the world, and the prosthetic limb could be made to look just like the real thing.
But what’s fake is fake.
He is a disabled person and there is no way to change that.
Congratulations on his marriage?
Oh, a noble young lady from our country would not want to marry a disabled person if she had any thoughts of her own. How happy is that?
…
Soon, the wedding day arrived.
He stopped what he was doing from the consortium headquarters, put on a suit and dress directly and returned to the Li family manor.
There were twice as many guards and security guards as usual in the manor, the salute sounded like thunder in front of the castle, the water in the fountain formed an arch, people came and went, and guests kept flowing.
The driver opened the door and stepped on the ground. Unlike before, he glanced down.
red carpet.
Dazzling red.
It's really a festive day.
"Congratulations, young master."
"Young Master, the guests have arrived and the luncheon can begin."
…
Along the way from the car to the gate of the castle, congratulations were heard constantly. He smiled and agreed one by one, chatting with the people around him.
After the gun salute, there was a performance by a well-known symphony orchestra.
Brilliance everywhere.
A grand wedding.
The wedding photos on the stairs were well taken. He and his so-called wife had not even taken a photo together. In the wedding photos, they still looked respectful and respectful.
Satire.
"Young Master, bring me flowers."
Before opening the door, the maid handed a bouquet of pale pink flowers to Li Juexi's hand and said with a smile, "The young lady is waiting for you inside."
After saying this, the two maids opened the door diligently.
Pure white lilies and gauze filled the entire bridal hall, and the smell was pungent.
Li Juexi frowned and walked in. He didn't hear the noise of the bridesmaids. The whole hall was unusually quiet...
It was not too difficult to find his wife, because she was sitting on the palace sofa from the late nineteenth century.
She was wearing a strapless red wedding dress, sitting there upright, looking calmly ahead.
He stood there, holding the bouquet in one hand and looking up at her...
The lilies around her were so pure and white that they made her red dress look particularly beautiful.
Her face is even more beautiful than the photo.
Ha, it turns out that the romantic symphony of a wedding can really affect people.