After hearing this, Tang Tian's chest suddenly tightened. She stood up with a pale face and blurted out, "How could Gu Zhirou know such a thing?"
No one can answer her question because everything is still uncertain. If what Chufan said is right, wouldn't Ling Shaobai be in danger?
If Gu Zhirou wanted to harm him, it would be easy.
Thinking of this, Tang Tian suddenly felt out of breath.
"I want to go find Ling Shaobai!" She stood up and was about to walk outside, but was immediately stopped by Tang Xiu, who pressed her shoulders and asked him to sit down, and said sadly, "Isn't Ling Shaobai's attitude obvious enough?
Really? You want to humiliate yourself?"
"Brother, even if I am humiliating myself, I still have to tell Ling Shaobai that I can't just watch him in danger!" Tang Tian looked at his brother and said firmly with trembling eyes.
"Why are you so stubborn!" Tang Xiu frowned and looked at her, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't.
"You guys go out first and let me talk to her." Luo Xiao knew that Tang Xiu was taking care of him, so there were some things he couldn't say.
When Tang Xiu saw this, he could only stand up and leave with Mu Nuanxin and Si Chufan.
After the three of them left, Luo Xiao immediately squatted in front of her, couldn't help but reached out and touched her hair and said, "Let me do this. If Gu Zhirou sees you in contact with Ling Shaobai again,
, I'm afraid she will jump over the wall and hurt you."
"But I'm not worried. Gu Zhirou is really scary. I'm really afraid that Ling Shaobai will be in danger. I'm scared, really scared." Tang Tian grabbed her hair in pain with both hands.
"Don't worry, Ling Shaobai is her future husband after all. If she is not stupid, she will not touch Ling Shaobai easily. Don't think too much, I will remind him." Luo Xiao held her hand soothingly.
hand.
Tang Tian had tears in her eyes, bit her lip and nodded...
"Let's go out, the wedding is about to start." Luo Xiao raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and arranged her hair before taking her out of the lounge.
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In the lounge!
Zhou Wanqing kept arranging her makeup. There was no problem with her hairstyle, her makeup, her wedding dress, her jewelry, everything was fine... But she didn't know why, but she felt a little flustered.
It's like something bad happened!
She patted her chest hard and took deep breaths. She must have been too nervous to have this illusion. She would be fine. Although Feng Siye was still indifferent to her, since he was willing to come to pick her up
, it means that he cares about this marriage.
Even if it was for his parents and Ranran, he probably wouldn't do anything to disappoint them.
Several elders and sisters from Zhou Wanqing's family gathered around her, envying her for marrying into such a good family, with a handsome husband, an obedient son, and kind parents-in-law. This was simply a woman's dream.
"Cousin, I really envy you. It would be great if I could find a man like my cousin's husband in the future." Her cousin couldn't help but say with fascination.
Thinking of Feng Siye's handsome face, her cheeks turned red.
"I'm so ashamed. How can you compare with your cousin, little girl?" The girl's mother pointed her daughter's forehead and said with a smile.
The girl made a face at her mother and stopped talking.
"Yes, my cousin is lucky. If I can marry into such a good family in the future, I will laugh in my dreams. But I am self-aware, and I am not as lucky as my cousin." Another girl also looked envious.
Zhou Wanqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will pay attention to you when the time comes and I will introduce you to a suitable one."
"Thank you, cousin!" The two girls immediately cheered up and laughed happily.
"Mom, where is Ranran? Why haven't you seen him all morning?" Zhou Wanqing felt uncomfortable again. Ranran's performance yesterday still left her with lingering fears.
"It should be at his grandma's place. Don't worry about it. Just relax and be your bride. The time is coming soon." Zhou's mother comforted her daughter.
While several people were talking, the door to the room was pushed open, and a man in a suit and tie walked in, holding a large bouquet of perfume lilies in his hand...
Everyone looked at the person at the same time, and the moment they saw him, all the smiles on their faces froze.
Seeing this, Zhou Wanqing turned to look at the person who came. When she saw the person's face clearly, the lip gloss she was holding fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.
"Why are you here?" Zhou's mother's face changed drastically and she looked at him angrily.
Others had more or less sarcastic expressions on their faces. In fact, these relatives of the Zhou family, to put it bluntly, just don't get along with each other, and they really want the Zhou family to make a joke.
"Wan Qing is getting married, how could I not come, mom--mom!" The man spoke word by word, with a half-smiling expression on his face.
"Go away, you are not welcome here!" Zhou's mother pointed at the man and demanded sternly.
The man did not move, but looked at Zhou Wanqing who looked slightly anxious.
"Mom, my brother just came back after a long time, just in time for my wedding, so let him stay and attend." Zhou Wanqing pulled her mother in embarrassment.
"Wan Qing, are you crazy?" Zhou's mother looked at her daughter in disbelief.
"Mom, listen to me on this matter. If anything happens, let's talk about it when we go home." Zhou Wanqing held her mother's arm tightly, pleading in her dark eyes.
Mother Zhou's chest tightened and she said no more. She turned her head and looked aside. When the man saw this, he stepped forward with a smile, handed the flower to her hand, and said, "Wanqing, congratulations on your marriage, this is your favorite
of perfume lilies.”
"Thank you, brother." Zhou Wanqing forced a smile, and the man reached out and hugged her.
After a simple hug, the man was taken out of the lounge by the concierge and went to the banquet hall.
Mother Zhou's face looked very ugly. She endured it for a long time before she suppressed the anger in her chest. Seeing that her daughter's face didn't look too good, she finally said nothing.
In the banquet hall!
The guests have already taken their seats, waiting for the wedding ceremony to take place.
In the melodious wedding march, Zhou Wanqing slowly walked out of the venue with her father on her arm and walked into this dreamy wedding scene...
The soft crystal chandelier exudes a bright light, giving this huge banquet hall a layer of dreamy color. The pink rose arch, the red carpet leading to the stage is scattered with a layer of rose petals, and the bridesmaids stand on the edge of the passage.
Keep scattering petals.
Amid the warm applause of the guests, Zhou Wanqing slowly walked to the stage with her father, towards the man who would accompany her throughout her life.
Her eyes were fixed on the man above her. Today, Feng Siye was particularly handsome and charming. He stood in the distance like a god, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Mu Nuanxin, Tang Tian, and Si Chufan sat at the first table with Long Shiqing and Ye Yutong. Although the three of them disliked Zhou Wanqing very much, at this moment, they also clapped along with everyone.
I can send my blessings reluctantly.
Feng Siye stood on the stage. He had never been like this before. His heart seemed to be completely empty. From then on, his life withered and died like a flower. There was no longer any hope. He could only be like a flower.
Live like a walking zombie...
Long Qingyue and Ling Shaobai saw that his black eyes had lost their former luster and were as dead as a dry well, and they both had the urge to stop this wedding!
The master of ceremonies was already in place, standing on a podium aside, with a microphone placed in front of him, speaking some auspicious words, and his voice was high and bright, attracting all people's attention.
Ranran was also standing on the stage, wearing the clothes of a young gentleman, with the same expressionless face, just like Feng Siye.
Everyone in the audience felt the weirdness of the father and son, but the festive atmosphere made people ignore it.
On the short road to happiness, as the stage approached, the smile on Zhou Wanqing's face became brighter and brighter. Father Zhou took his daughter onto the stage, came to Feng Siye, and according to the instructions of the emcee, put her hand in her hand.
Put it in front of Feng Siye.
Feng Siye looked at the hands in front of him expressionlessly, as beautiful as peeled onions, but he suddenly remembered Jian Xiaoai's small hands, which were not very beautiful, slightly calloused, and would even sting him when he touched them.
skin, but at this moment, it has become his most luxurious miss...
A tear fell down his face, and thoughts rushed to him like sea water...
The atmosphere was a little awkward. The emcee had said it three times, but Feng Siye remained unmoved. Sweat was already pouring on the emcee's forehead. You must know that the whole city was paying attention to this wedding. If it was really messed up, his work would also be ruined.
That's it for the end.
The master of ceremonies made some witty remarks, saying that the groom was fascinated by the beauty of the bride. The audience burst into laughter, but those who knew the inside story couldn't laugh, and even began to feel sad.
The reporters sitting in the venue all raised their cameras excitedly, hoping that if something goes wrong with this wedding, they could grab the big news tomorrow.
The emcee bravely said for the fourth time that this was definitely the most difficult wedding he had ever hosted. One second, two seconds, three seconds passed. Just when the emcee thought Feng Siye would not extend his hand again, he
But he calmly stretched out his hand and held Zhou Wanqing's hand.
Father Feng and Mother Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally had a smile on their faces. Father Feng was very embarrassed, but it was hard to say anything now. Zhou Wanqing also breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on her face.
Feng Siye held Zhou Wanqing's hand and listened to the emcee's words like a puppet. When the emcee asked him to take three steps forward, he took three steps forward. The emcee asked him to bow three times to the guests, and he did so. He no longer looked like he had at the beginning.
That way, motionless.
Long Qingyue and Ling Shaobai looked at the stage with complicated eyes. They understood Feng Siye. After the moment of struggle, he had completely given up on himself. Now he has no soul and is just a body!
Feng Siye did not agree to hold a Western-style wedding, so the master of ceremonies arranged for the two to worship heaven and earth.
"The newlyweds turn around to face all the new friends and bow to heaven and earth!" The resonant voice of the master of ceremonies resounded throughout the hall.
As soon as he finished speaking, before the two of them had time to bend down, the door of the banquet hall was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful girl in a white dress walked in calmly...
