Yan Mengzhen's nose felt sore and her eyes immediately turned red.
"Don't cry." Yan Dong quickly stopped him.
Yan Mengzhen nodded vigorously, took a breath, and said with a smile: "Dad, thank you for doing so much for me. I will live a good life and be happy. I also resented you before. I don't understand why.
When I needed you most, you weren't by my side, but now, it's enough. Dad, I understand your love for me. Thank you, and I'm sorry."
Yan Dong looked into Yan Mengzhen's eyes and felt a little uncomfortable. He held back his tears, raised his hand, patted Yan Mengzhen's shoulder gently, and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this on this special day, my princess.
, is the most beautiful bride in this world."
Yan Mengzhen nodded, paused, and finally said: "Dad, no matter what, Yan Ning is the victim in this matter, so don't embarrass her."
Yan Dong nodded, looked at the time and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go out, Han, he's coming soon."
Yan Mengzhen nodded, took Yan Dong's hand, and went downstairs.
Ke Yihan sat in the car and remained silent for a long time. He swore that he had never hated a person so much. He would never forget this day. Such humiliation was torture to him, and all of this was caused by Yan Mengzhen.
What was given to him, how could he let this breath dissipate?
"Master." The driver called.
"I'm measured." Ke Yihan's cold voice came.
The driver nodded and did not continue to speak, and the car became silent again.
After a long time, he finally got off the car and walked into Yan's house, where he saw Yan Mengzhen standing there.
She amazed him again. She was as beautiful as a fairy. It couldn't be described better. He was stunned for a moment.
Yan Mengzhen looked at Ke Yihan and smiled. He was so handsome, just like a prince.
Seeing her smile, Ke Yihan quickly recovered, walked over, looked at Yan Dong and He Huan and said, "Mom, Dad, I will take good care of Yan Mengzhen."
"I believe you, it's getting late. It's not good to go to the hotel and make the guests wait," Yan Dong reminded.
Ke Yihan nodded, walked to Yan Mengzhen, took her hand, and walked outside.
Yan Mengzhen walked a little slowly. Looking at their hands holding each other, at this moment, she really wanted time to stop. Even if she didn't, holding hands like this was a kind of enjoyment.
Yan Mengzhen and Ke Yihan were sitting in the wedding car. The moment they closed the door, Yan Mengzhen became nervous again. She could hear her own heartbeat. She was so useless.
"What? Are you excited? Or nervous?" Ke Yihan asked funny.
"I have fantasized about marrying you countless times, and now it has really come true. I am very nervous and excited. How about you?" Yan Mengzhen looked into his eyes and asked.
Ke Yihan turned his face and looked at her beautiful appearance. He gently stroked her red lips with his big hand. The next second, his lips covered hers. Yan Meng was really stunned. He was just thinking about why he did this.
The next second she felt pain, and the smell of blood filled her entire mouth. It was not a kiss, but a bite. She didn't struggle, he kept pushing.
Finally, Ke Yihan let go of Yan Mengzhen, wiped the corners of his mouth gently, and said with a half-smile: "My wedding, your funeral, Yan Mengzhen, welcome to my hell."
Yan Mengzhen looked at Ke Yihan's cheek. She didn't feel too nervous. She just pressed her head gently against his chest and said softly: "You know, I have no choice at all. No matter how I explain it, it is my hell. I can't help it."