A grand wedding was about to end successfully, but was interrupted by this sudden intruder, and the wedding had to be suspended.
At the other end of the red carpet corridor, a slender figure appeared there. The man's eyes were passionate and lingering, like silk threads. His sultry eyes were eclipsed by the surroundings. Those affectionate eyes were clearly looking at Jinse, carefully.
If you look at it, you will find that there is a slight chill inside.
Su Jinse looked at this outstanding man who interrupted the wedding in confusion. The more she looked, the more bad premonition she would have in her heart. Her body gradually became cold until it cooled down.
In the crowd, Bai Zixuan, who was about to leave, stopped. A sudden voice sounded, and he raised his head suddenly. His clear face exuded a strong aura of violence, and his eyes were scarlet.
No one thought that Bai Zixuan, such an elegant person, would lose control.
He rushed out of the crowd and grabbed Ouyang Ye's arm like a madman, feeling heartbreaking pain in his body. "Ouyang Ye, are you willing to destroy her?"
Ouyang Ye smiled, that smile could hurt people's hearts, "Destroy? It's just a substitute, it doesn't take that much thought."
For a moment, there was only the sound of breathing in the air, heavy and depressing. Bai Zixuan raised his eyes, and the fire in his heart was instantly extinguished. His heartache and pity made him unable to bear to watch the woman in front of him being hit.
Su Jinse's thin figure swayed in the air. Even though she was pregnant, she did not gain any weight. The figure in a pure white wedding dress was pulled out by the setting sun. A dark shadow appeared in her clear eyes.
In the light, Bai Zixuan's face was hidden in the darkness, his joy and sorrow were unclear, and his voice was hoarse.
"If Su Min were alive, he would definitely not want to see you like this."
A flash of pain flashed across Ouyang Ye's eyes, and the moment was fleeting. He smiled softly and coldly, "She's dead, isn't she?"
His smile was as cold and bloodthirsty as the devil in hell, "I'm not living a good life, how can he live a peaceful life?"
"It's him!"
Lin Rong stood up from his seat, obviously recognizing the person, and a suffocating paleness flashed across his face.
"Auntie, what did you say?"
Mao Lele didn't hear clearly what Lin Rong said. When he saw her standing up suddenly, he quietly pulled her to sit down and comforted her, "Don't worry, as Young Master Jue is here, Jinse will be fine."
Mao Lele had never met Ouyang Ye, and she had met almost all Jin Se's friends, so she just regarded it as a farce and didn't take it to heart.
Yan Jue stood on the spacious red carpet, as cold as two ink-colored ice blades. The light of the setting sun was a bit dazzling. After refraction, it swayed on his face, making his expression even colder and scary.
"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have spared your life."
"But I'm still alive, right? Brother..." Ouyang Ye smiled.
He had an indifferent look on his face, and his expression was indifferent. This moment seemed to transcend life and death.
No one can understand his sadness.
Sometimes, living is more torturous than dying; those who have died have long since turned into a pile of loess, while those who are alive will remain in their memory forever. They can only hide in corners and live by licking their wounds.
"Who are you?" Su Jinse's clear voice sounded on the court, filled with doubts and confusion.
"Song Mo." Yan Jue spat out his thin lips. Song Mo stood up in the audience and came over, "Take her down to rest."
Su Jinse was in a daze, and before she could retreat from her cold expression, Yan Jue leaned forward and kissed her lips, "Good boy, let's go down and rest for a while with Song Mo, okay?"
"good."
Jinse was surprisingly obedient and followed Song Mo mechanically, preparing to leave.
"Wait!"
Ouyang Ye's long figure stood in front of Jinse, and his lingering smile was mixed with destruction. She couldn't help but take a step back, "Jinse, do you agree to marry someone else while pregnant with my child, okay?"
"court death!"
A heavy punch hit Ouyang Ye in the face. He staggered before standing still. His eyes were gleaming, and the smile on his face was like a blooming poppy. Sad pain flowed in his eyes.
Su Jinse's mind suddenly exploded.
Her clear little face gradually turned pale, with no color at all. Looking at him, her long eyelashes began to tremble, and the trembling became more and more severe. She suddenly covered her lips, her eyes full of despair.
"What?" Lin Rong was trembling all over, obviously unable to accept the fact. Suddenly his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
"Aunt!"
"Aunt!"
Mao Lele and Zhou Xiaoxue shouted at the same time, supporting Lin Rong who fainted. Zhou Xiaoxue gently put his hand on the tip of her nose, only to find that her breathing was very weak, "Call an ambulance!"
The commotion in the crowd could no longer attract Su Jinse's attention. Ouyang Ye's words that she was pregnant with his child were hard for her to accept for a while.
No wonder, no wonder...
Everything is already clear.
Su Jinse's vision was blurry, she couldn't see clearly, she couldn't see everyone clearly, and her heart was as sharp as a knife.
The atmosphere was stagnant, and the scene was like a silent tomb.
Everyone present was digesting what had just happened, and their eyes were full of disbelief. This man who ruled the city A like a king would actually marry a woman who was pregnant with someone else's child. Su Jinse's existence was almost like that of Yan Jue.
The shame, the black spot that brings shame to this king.
Everyone knows that Yan Jue is ruthless. There are many people in City A who hate him to the core. They want to get along quickly, but they are frightened by the mysterious power behind him. They have no way to find out who Yan Jue is relying on. Now the man who broke into the wedding is called Yan.
The man who was regarded as the eldest brother became the only important person for them to explore his identity and who he really was.
However, Yan Jue's men did not leave time for them to find out. Rong Qi and Chen Jia quickly cleared the scene. In less than a few minutes, there were only a few parties involved in the large scene. Ouyang Ye smiled softly.
The sound, as the sound expanded, filled the entire room.
"My good brother, you don't even want your own child but you want to steal your son from me to be your father. It's hard not to be angry!"
A cold light flashed across Yan Jue's eyes, "What do you mean?"
Ouyang Ye stared deeply and smiled enchantingly, elegance and evil side by side. "What else can I mean? I just want to remind you that if you leave your own child outside when you are taking care of someone else's son, you will lose more than you gain."
Su Jinse backed away and almost fell. Yan Jue helped her in time and said, "Jinse."
Jinse pushed her away and avoided subconsciously. Her little hands were groping in the air, trying to find a building she could cling to. A pair of hands stretched out to give her the final support.
"Jinse, don't believe it, these are all fake."
Yan Jue pursed his lips tightly, watching Bai Zixuan hug Jinse into his arms, tightening his jaw, with forbearance in his dark eyes.
Jinse closed her eyes. Bai Zixuan's voice was clear and low, like a lullaby. She leaned in his arms to hypnotize herself. All of this was fake.
But some people refused to let her go. Ouyang Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "Fake? Bai Zixuan, it seems that after being a coward for so many years, he still has no memory. He only deserves to pick up what Yan Jue left."
Bai Zixuan's arm on Jin Se's shoulder paused, his expression cold, "Jin Se is innocent."
"Innocent? With this face, she is not innocent at all." Ouyang Ye's voice was dull and cold.
"Why?" Jinse's clear eyes were filled with confusion.
Why do you do this to her?
Ouyang Ye sneered, took out a yellowed photo from his pocket and showed it to Jinse, "Just because you have a face similar to hers."
The photo is a bit old, but well-preserved. The woman in the photo is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with her hair tied up high, revealing a youthful and attractive face. Next to her is also standing this young boy, who looks childish.
Without taking off his clothes, he was looking intently at the woman beside him. It was still Ouyang Ye when he was young, and that young and beautiful woman was...
Su Jinse knew him, and she opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
She knew the young woman in the photo. The face was 70% or 80% similar to hers. If there wasn't a blood connection, no one would believe it. That was her sister. Her name was Su Min. Her mother had given her a photo of her.
I have seen that he died in a car accident when he was seventeen years old.
That was her sister, but she was beautiful and had a bad life, so she left early.
After Bai Zixuan saw the person in the photo, his face was filled with despair, "Xiao Min."
Ouyang Ye held up the photo with a look of disdain on his face, "You don't deserve to call her by her name. You keep saying you love her, but you were fooled by this fake and almost married her."
"No!" Bai Zixuan looked at the photo and retorted helplessly, "I love her!"
"Who do you love?"
Bai Zixuan closed his eyes and said calmly, "Su Min."
"Haha..." Ouyang Ye's smile deepened, a charming light shone at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Su Jinse with cold eyes, "I heard that you have lost your memory?"
Yan Jue's eyes were gloomy and his expression was extremely ugly.
Su Jinse's heart dropped to the bottom. Her eyes were filled with tears and she shook her head desperately, "No, I don't believe it!"
Bai Zixuan comforted her softly, "Jinse, calm down!"
Su Jinse suddenly jumped out of his arms, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she looked at him without blinking, "Are what he said true?"
Yun Qingfeng looked calm on Bai Zixuan's face. He couldn't bear it. He stretched out his hand to comfort her, but stopped in mid-air and replaced his answer with silence.
"Who are you? Who am I?" Jinse asked.
An unspeakable pain erodes the soul, as if it is about to be hollowed out, and the tearing pain spreads.
The empty field was silent, and no one could answer her.
She kept repeating, "Who are you? Who am I?"
Her look was worrying and distressing. Song Mo said in shock, "No, Jinse can't stand the excitement now."
Yan Jue's figure swayed, and he quickly came to Jinse, supported him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jinse."
Jinse pressed against Yan Jue's chest, his hot body temperature was carried on the fabric of the suit, burning her eyes red.
"I want to know, what are those lost memories?" Jinse's voice was dry.
Yan Jue never talked about the past that Jin Se had forgotten. No one told her that she was engaged to someone else, and no one told her that she had hated Yan Jue. How could she get back what she had lost?
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Jinse sometimes deceives herself. She is very happy, very happy, and can live a good life without memories. Now it seems that she is just deceiving herself!