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Chapter 893

Chapter 893

"But...but Brother Jian really has to take that bitch with him!"

"So what if I go? The old lady won't be able to pass the test. The old lady won't allow an outsider to enter the family. Besides, the family won't accept Ye Wanwan as the female head of the family."

Qiao Xuemei couldn't help but regain some confidence and said, "Mom, is it true? Do I really have a chance?"

"Of course. As long as we tell the story of Ye Wanwan seducing Master Jian at the wedding, the old lady and the tribe will object to the wedding. Even if Master Jian likes her temporarily, he will give up under pressure.

He should consider the achievements and benefits your father has brought to the family."

After listening to this, Qiao Xuemei regained her confidence, yes! She is more qualified than Ye Wanwan.

"Mom, hurry up, we must change it back before they enter the auditorium."

Mother Qiao urged her assistant to step on the accelerator and hurry over to the auditorium.

At this moment, the main wedding car has arrived at the door of the auditorium, and the bodyguard naturally opens the car door, but...

The two figures kissing each other passionately in the car made him quickly close the car door again.

Ye Wanwan threw herself into the man's arms in shame, "Is that enough?"

Jian Zhipei looked at her beautiful red lips that had been kissed. He took a few good looks and said, "Well, they are red enough and very sexy."

"You... are bad." Ye Wanwan couldn't help but hit him on the chest with her small fist.

Jian Zhipei smiled and kissed her on the forehead to comfort her, "Let's get off the car!"

Ye Wanwan nodded, nervously covering her chest and saying, "What should I do if I'm nervous?"

Jian Zhipei took her hand and said, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

The car door opened, and the bodyguards and assistants were all present. The makeup artist arranged the wedding dress for her. Jian Zhipei personally covered her veil. Under the white veil, her beautiful and delicate face was vaguely visible. Ye Wanwan looked at it.

Looking at this majestic and sacred temple, the towering top shines goldenly in the sun, full of holy atmosphere.

Ye Wanwan was led by Jian Zhipei and stepped towards the auditorium step by step. At this time, the butler who had been waiting for a while rushed over and said, "Master, you are finally here. Come in quickly! The guests should be waiting in a hurry."

Under the white gauze, none of the people present noticed that the bride they thought had changed. Ye Wanwan's heartstrings were also tightened, and her palms were sweating. She looked at the people who were blessing her.

The smiling people, she thought, must think she is Qiao Xuemei!

Jian Zhipei felt the sweaty nervousness in her palms. He leaned down slightly and whispered into her ear, "Be my wife with peace of mind!"

Ye Wanwan was stunned, raised her head and looked into his smiling eyes through the gauze. Marrying him was not only the bravest thing in her life, but also the happiest thing for her.

This man calmed her down with just one word. Ye Wanwan took a deep breath, nodded, raised her head and held his arm as she walked towards the red carpet.

The guests who had been waiting for a long time finally saw the arrival of the newlyweds. Warm applause rang out in the lobby to welcome their arrival. When the applause fell, the wedding symphony resounded through every corner of the entire auditorium.

Mrs. Jian, who was sitting at the head, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She thought her grandson was going to run away from the battle! Fortunately, he arrived as scheduled with his bride.

Moreover, looking at the grandson's expression, he is no longer as indifferent as before. The corners of his mouth are smiling, his eyes are full of tenderness and joy, and his happiness is revealed.

Old Mrs. Jian couldn't help but smile happily. She couldn't wait for the arrival of her great-grandson.

Now there is hope.

In the direction of the garden outside the door, a black car suddenly stopped, and a series of sparks shot out from the tires. As soon as the car stopped, Qiao Xuemei couldn't wait to get out of the car in the back seat, and her mother Qiao also held the car for her.

The long skirt arrived on the clean red carpet. The assistant was busy arranging it, and Mother Qiao was also looking at her daughter's makeup.

"Mom, hurry up, the music has started, they are almost finished."


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