Jian Zhipei looked at the girl curled up into a ball with her arms folded. Seeing that she was in a daze and in a bad mental state, he had no choice but to reach out and pick her up.
Ye Wanwan finally woke up. She opened her beautiful eyes and couldn't believe that it was Jian Zhipei who was holding her.
"You...you put me down."
Jian Zhipei ignored her at all, and carried her straight downstairs, and then carried her all the way to his wedding car. In this scene, it was as if she was the wife he was about to marry in his arms.
Ye Wanwan also saw it clearly. Looking at this extended version of the wedding car, she couldn't help but be stunned, "Jian Zhipei, I can't ride in this car, please let me down!"
Is he crazy? This is his wedding car!
Jian Zhipei ignored her voice, hugged her and sat in the spacious carriage at the back. He said to the surprised bodyguard on the side, "Go to the hospital."
"But Master, you have to go pick up Miss Qiao."
"Send another car to pick him up!" Jian Zhipei gave a brief order and closed the door.
Ye Wanwan was sitting in the car, feeling a little dizzy. She wanted to find something to lean on. The man next to her looked at her soft cotton body, stretched out his long arms, and held her in his arms.
"Jian Zhipei, we can't do this." Ye Wanwan weakly pushed him away. She felt that she was about to make a big mistake.
"You want me to leave you alone, right?" Jian Zhipei asked, frowning.
"Yes, you don't have to worry about me." Ye Wanwan nodded.
Jian Zhipei really didn't want to care about her, but for some reason, he just couldn't bear to watch her get sick. Seeing her like this, his heart tightened.
Qiao family.
Qiao Xuemei had already put on her makeup and put on her wedding dress. Everything was ready. After a while, Jian Zhipei dressed in groom's clothes and holding roses came to pick her up and take her to the auditorium.
Qiao Xuemei watched the time go by little by little, and her groom had not appeared yet. She couldn't help but feel anxious, and at this moment, she saw a car driving into the yard in front of her house.
A bodyguard stepped out of the car. He walked over quickly and said, "Miss Qiao, Master Jian is unable to come because of something. I will take you to the auditorium."
"He...he has important things to do and can't get away." The bodyguard said a little tongue-tied.
"What is more important than getting married? Where is he? You take me to see him. I don't want to go to the auditorium. I want to find him and let him accompany me." Qiao Xuemei knew in her heart that if the bride arrived and the groom was late,
No, that would be so embarrassing.
Therefore, she must appear arm in arm with Jian Zhipei.
Now her parents have already gone over to greet the guests in advance. She will go there in a luxurious wedding car fleet. Because there is a line of greeting people there, how can she just take a car and go there?
"Ms. Qiao, we don't have time. You should go to the auditorium first!"
"I don't want to, I want to go with my groom." Qiao Xuemei said very firmly, staring at the bodyguard, "Tell me the truth, where is he? Who is he with?"
"Yes...Miss Ye suddenly fell ill, and the young master took the time to take her to the hospital."
"Did you drive there in my wedding car?" Qiao Xuemei's expression turned extremely ugly and she was about to collapse. In her wedding car, the first girl to get in was Ye Wanwan?
The bodyguard could only nod, not daring to lie to her.
"Go to the hospital." Qiao Xuemei gasped in anger, "Take me there immediately."
