Jiao Yang, who was knocked unconscious, slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and looked at the cruise ship on the big screen in front of him. He struggled subconsciously.
"You missed the most exciting moment. I think it is necessary to play it again for you."
Locke smiled and pressed the remote control. The picture on the screen quickly reversed, then stopped and started again.
Among the fluttering petals, Luo Xiaoqian slowly walked to Leng Zimo's side.
The pastor asked Leng Zimo, and Leng Zimo said yes. Then he turned to look at Luo Xiaoqian.
"Ms. Luo Xiaoqian, are you willing to marry Leng Zimo as your wife, go with him according to the teachings of the Bible, become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, protect him... regardless of illness or illness?
Health, whether rich or poor, remain faithful to Him until you leave this world?"
Seeing this scene, Jiao Yang just looked at Luo Xiaoqian on the screen intently, waiting for her answer.
"Yes, yes, yes..." he whispered in his heart.
However, Luo Xiaoqian hesitated.
Looking at the hesitating Luo Xiaoqian in the camera, Jiao Yang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
When he heard Luo Xiaoqian say these words, Jiao Yang almost went crazy.
He struggled hard and looked at Locke with a pair of eyes full of anger.
"mean!"
Although he fainted and didn't know what happened, in this situation, no need to think about it, Locke used himself as a threat to threaten Luo Xiaoqian not to agree to Leng Zimo.
Imagining how she felt when she said she didn't want to, Jiao Yang just felt his heart hurt like a knife.
That girl, that little princess who should have happily stretched out her palm and asked Leng Zimo to put on the wedding ring she had been waiting for for five years, why did she have to endure this?!
"Don't be anxious, the next part is the most exciting part!" Locke raised his finger to his lips and made a shushing gesture to him, "Listen carefully..."
Luo Xiaoqian's voice came from the speaker.
"Because...because...the person I love...is not you...I...I want to marry Jiao Yang, I can't lose him!"
"You!" Jiao Yang's eyesight went dark and he almost fainted, "You... you are the most despicable person I have ever seen. No, you are not a human at all, you are a devil!"
Locke raised his lips slightly, "Isn't this what you always wanted to hear?"
Jiao Yang was just angry and hurt, and could hardly speak.
Yes, that was what he dreamed of, but he wanted to hear her say it sincerely, and this was not the case.
"Locke!" Jiao Yang gritted his teeth and squeezed out cold words from between his teeth, "I promise, you will die miserably."
Locke smiled coldly, "It's better to save your own life first."
Jiao Yang narrowed his eyes and stared at him with murderous intent.
He couldn't figure it out. That night, it was clear that he had crashed, and even Leng Zimo said that his body was found. Why was such a sinister and despicable guy still alive?!
"Oh..." Locke stood up and walked to him, "I see doubts in your eyes. You must be thinking why I didn't die, right?!"
Jiao Yang didn't speak, he didn't want to say a word to the demon-like man in front of him.
