871. Chapter 871 Hei Jieming, I Don't Love You Anymore
“So beautiful.”
"When you were young, I kept thinking about what it would be like if one day Huan'er was about to get married and put on a wedding dress."
"You may not believe that I have fantasized about the way I look countless times, and it is no different from what you look today."
"Huan'er, you've grown up."
"If your mother saw you now, she would be very, very happy, and she would cry non-stop."
"That crying guy."
As he said, he continued to move forward.
When he approached infinitely, he raised his hand and gently lifted the gauze that covered her face, looking at the big eyes that were still shocked and unable to come back to his senses.
"Am I dreaming?" Luo Huan asked silly, a cloud of tears quickly brewing and shaking in his eyes, which could fall at any time, "This must be a dream, right? Otherwise, why do I
I'll see you."
"Silly kid, this is not a dream. Touch me to see if it really exists." As he said that, he grabbed Luo Huan's little hand and placed it on his face.
As soon as he touched his fingertips, Luo Huan felt a real feeling.
Her pupils spread even bigger, and she could no longer hold back her tears and fell.
He shouted sadly, "Dad?"
"Good, be good." He opened his arms and hugged her, "Huan'er, my Huan'er."
"Are you here to attend my wedding?" The huge shock made Luo Huan completely unable to come back to his senses. The familiar and unfamiliar embrace has not been touched for many years. When he was hugged, Luo Huan felt aroused in his mood.
Trance.
"Huan'er, I'm here to take you away." He patted her on the back, "You can't marry him, you have to go with your dad."
"What?" Luo Huan was shocked and wanted to struggle, but was hugged tighter, and he held it in the other person's arms, unable to move.
"Huan'er, all this is wrong. Dad is just helping you correct the mistakes. It's not too late, come with me." He held Luo Huan under him and walked out of the church.
Luo Huan followed him passively for a few steps and began to struggle, "No, Dad, I can't leave. Today is my wedding. I want to marry the man I love, I can't leave."
"Huan'er, listen to your father's words." The man sighed.
"I have to marry him. He is a very good man. I and him..." Luo Huan's words suddenly became dark before his eyes.
男人抱起了她,低头,深深的看了一眼,犹带泪痕的小脸.
"What does love count in the face of fate?"
"Huan'er, I hope you can recognize this earlier."
"That would be easier for you."
After holding Luo Huan tightly, the man quickly stepped out.
The car stopped outside the church, and when the two got in, they suddenly drove in the other direction and rushed forward.
Away from a distance, a yacht parked at the private pier by the sea.
Get ready for the flight.
...
A blessed wedding carefully planned by BOSS.
It ended with Mrs. BOSS's escape from marriage.
In the church, everything is ready, best man and bridesmaid, pastor and guests, flowers and music...
There is no bride next to the handsome and noble groom.
I went to the lounge to invite the bride to come out for the ceremony and got a letter back.
The letter is Luo Huan's handwriting.
A few words.
"Hei Jieming, I don't love you anymore. Let's break up. The child belongs to you. Don't come to me again.—Luo Huan"