I saw Song Siyu in a white wedding dress sitting in a wheelchair, the thin veil covering her face, and the graceful white veil covering her legs. At this moment, Song Zhenghong was pushing her, passing through an arch decorated with flowers.

Le Yao was shocked: How could this be? What happened to Song Siyu's leg? What the hell is going on?

Wen Yunting walked down the steps, and the tall and slender figure was walking with elegant steps step by step towards the Song father and daughter at the end of the red carpet.

Next to the arch, Song Zhenghong handed his daughter's hand to Wen Yunting, and then patted it lightly on their balloon hand, Wen Yunting was expressionless, just nodded slightly, Song's father turned sideways, and then, Wen Yunting pushed Song Siyu across the red carpet.

The long black figure pushing the wheelchair slightly made Le Yao's eyes wet, and her heart struggled on the edge of pain. At first, she had too many doubts, too many puzzles, too much pain and sadness, but now, the scene in front of her seems to make the truth of the matter slowly clear.

"Mr. Wen never gave up on Miss Song and made a good story," Luo Zhen said to Le Yao with a smile and a mocking whisper, and there was no sarcasm in her words: "In the end, you are still abandoned." ”

Le Yao's thoughts were a little confused, and she was silent.

"Mr. Wen Yunting, are you willing to accept Miss Song Siyu as your legal wife, whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sorrowful, you will love her unreservedly and never abandon her?" The pastor's solemn words resounded clearly in every corner of the church.

Le Yao's eyes were stained with a faint mist, but her gaze kept falling on the slender and handsome back, her lips were pursed, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were astringent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... The groom was silent, and the guests began to bow their heads and whisper.

Le Yao's breath was suffocated, and her heart was ...... Tightening slightly, he ......

"I do. His voice resounded in the empty church, and the words that had been warm and affectionate could come out of his mouth, but they were so cold that there was no trace of emotion.

Le Yao's heart froze into ice in an instant, and the pain seemed to be numb to her. He made a promise to another woman in front of everyone...... In comparison, his promises to her are all foam, beautiful in an instant, but shattered at the touch of a button.

The pastor continued: "Miss Song Siyu, are you willing to accept Mr. Wen Yunting as your legal husband, no matter ......?"

Le Yao's ears were buzzing, as if she couldn't hear anything, as if all the people and everything had been hollowed out of her heart in an instant.

Song Siyu said generously: "I do."

The priest announces the exchange of rings, after which he motions for the groom to lift his veil and kiss the bride.

When he leaned over and the kiss landed on Song Siyu's cheek, applause resounded throughout the church.

At this moment, Luo Zhen looked at Le Yao, her heart was very happy, her goal had been achieved, so she let go of Le Yao's arm, approached her and whispered, with infinite provocation: "Le Yao, you are a sister, why don't you wish your brother and sister-in-law a happy marriage and eternal happiness?"

Le Yao raised her eyes to look at her, the numbness and pain in her heart made her eyes become very cold, and she was angry: "Luo Zhen, someone who plays with fire will eventually suffer the consequences." The entanglements and contradictions between her and Luo Zhen have not been once or twice, and now, she doesn't want to endure it.

Luo Zhen's heart trembled slightly, thinking of the unexpectedly miscarried child, she was still a little crazy in her heart, but her beautiful peach blossom face was smiling, and she said coldly: "Yes, I don't know who is reaping the consequences." She whispered and mocked: "My lover is married, and the bride is not me, this kind of drama is really bloody." ”

The guests gathered around the couple and sent their blessings. That kind of picture made Le Yao embarrassed, if she stayed here any longer, she would collapse sooner or later, so she turned around and walked towards the side door where she came in before. She straightened her spine, but her steps in the crowd were as heavy as a thousand pounds, which made her a little staggering.

"Hmph. Luo Zhen snorted coldly, looking at Le Yao's back, she was finally angry in her heart.

"The unmarried girls all went to the square outside the church and waited, and the bride was about to throw the bouquet. Someone was walking in the church and talking happily.

As soon as they heard about the bouquet, many young girls flocked outside the church.

"Luo Zhen, why don't you go and pick up the bouquet?" asked a young girl.

Luo Zhen suppressed her indignation, pretended to be indifferent, and was about to speak.

At this time, someone pulled the young girl and was about to leave: "Luo Zhen is about to get married, do you still need to receive the bouquet? Unlike us, we don't even know where our boyfriend is." Let's go, hurry up, try to stand in a good position, and be happy. ”

Seeing that he was left behind, Luo Zhen was so angry that he stomped his feet.

If she hadn't fallen and miscarried at Wen's New Year's party, she would have married Ming Hao a long time ago. Instead of living in the Ming family like now. As for the wedding, Ming Hao didn't say a word. Although she tried her best to please Ming's mother, Minghao didn't speak, and the wedding came to naught. And now, she is still far-fetched in front of Ming's mother, insisting that it was Ming Hao who pushed her, so she had a miscarriage...... She wants to make Minghao's mother and son feel guilty in this way, hoping to finally marry him as she wishes.

*

There were many guests who came to the wedding, but there were very few young and unmarried girls, and there were no more than a dozen girls standing under the steps of the church square. Throwing bouquets is the highlight after the wedding, but now it seems that the atmosphere is not lively, so Mother Song couldn't help but be anxious, and ordered in a low voice: "Anyone who looks young and pleasing to the eye will come over." "Even if it's a scrappy number, it's fine.

Mrs. Song spoke, and many people helped to find someone with brisk steps.

Le Yao originally planned to leave through the side door of the church, but she accidentally got lost, and was later pulled by an elderly woman: "Miss, do me a favor." Not allowing Le Yao to refuse, he pulled her into the group of young girls waiting to receive the bouquet.

At first, Le Yao stood between the excited girls, a little dazed and at a loss. But when Wen Yunting pushed Song Siyu to appear on the steps, her eyes were sour, and she lowered her head suddenly. And at this time, in full view of everyone, she couldn't escape. Luckily, she's slender and not tall, so she doesn't stand out in a group of girls.

The beautiful pink bouquet was thrown behind Song Siyu, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and then fell between the girls.

When the bouquet was tossed, the girls squeezed forward, and only Le Yao retreated alone, she wanted to escape by taking advantage of the chaos at the moment.

The bouquet of flowers fell among the girls, they crowded and grabbed, the flowers were thrown over and beaten over, suddenly, without warning, fell on Le Yao, she was startled, and instinctively reached out to catch the flowers.

The girls, the lost, the sighing......

On the square, the lively guests came over one after another.

"Le Yao!" Ye Hui's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement, she rushed over and hugged Le Yao, who was at a loss, it turned out that she was also waiting to receive the bouquet just now.

Some of the guests had seen Le Yao at Wen's New Year's party, so they were talking about it.

Le Yao could feel the burning gaze on the steps, and her heart tightened slightly, but she deliberately didn't look up.

Yu Peiling stood not far behind Song Siyu, and when she saw Le Yao who received the bouquet, she was a little excited, but more worried, she quietly looked at her husband beside her uneasily.

Wen Xiaocheng glared at his wife fiercely, snorted, very angry, but on such an occasion, Le Yao is now the focus, and it is inconvenient for him to vent his anger.

Yu Peiling's brows furrowed: Didn't Le Yao go to Kunming? How could she come to the church? At this time, she was worried about her daughter, but she was also more afraid that her husband would be angry. Seeing that Wen Xiaocheng's face was already dark, she was secretly afraid, no, she couldn't let her daughter stay here, she had to let her daughter leave quickly. Thinking of this, she lifted the hem of her skirt and prepared to walk towards Le Yao.

As soon as he took a step, Wen Xiaocheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her elbow.

The gaze of so many people made Le Yao unable to dodge anymore, and the bouquet with a faint fragrance was like a hot potato at the moment, unacceptable, let alone lost. And at this time, she couldn't escape. How ironic, at his wedding, she actually received a bouquet from the bride...... It symbolizes happiness, and the bouquet with blessings......

"Yaoyao. Song Siyu called Le Yao's name in person, her voice was as crisp as ever, she looked at Le Yao with a light smile, and waved her white-gloved hand elegantly: "Come here." ”

Le Yao stood in place, holding the bouquet blankly, under Song Siyu's repeated urging and the eyes of the guests, she finally held the bouquet and walked numbly on the steps. But she didn't dare to look up at the long and handsome figure standing beside Song Siyu.

Step by step, the white wedding dress on Song Siyu's body appeared in Le Yao's sight, and next to the wedding dress, the black shiny leather shoes, and above it, was a pair of black trousers......

Her feet trembled with every step she took.

Finally, she walked in front of them, she lowered her eyebrows, and did not look at the majestic and handsome him, but leaned over, and looked at Song Siyu, who had exquisite and beautiful makeup, with a heartbreaking smile on the corner of her lips: "Sister Siyu." Her eyes were full of water, and her smile grew.

Song Siyu smiled elegantly and suddenly held Le Yao's hand, "Yaoyao-"

Le Yao broke free, she hugged the bouquet tightly, stood up straight, raised her head slightly, and finally her eyes fell on Wen Yunting, and then went up, meeting his gaze.

His eyes were scorching, which made Le Yao's heart suddenly tighten and beat wildly. If she is not moved and sour, it is false.

But she's not the kind of woman who stalks.

And now, he and Song Siyu are married.

Maybe it's because he once broke up decisively, or maybe Song Siyu is in a wheelchair...... Therefore, no matter how heartbroken, sad, and entangled Le Yao is, she no longer wants to pursue or question what happened. After all, what is the point of pursuing the matter at this point?

It's better to hide the pain in your heart and live frankly. At least then, she could retain the only dignity she had in front of them, and her pain would be borne by herself, not by everyone.

"Brother. Le Yao hid her emotions well, although her hands trembled, but she tried her best to keep her expression and voice calm: "Sister Siyu, I wish you a happy wedding and eternal happiness." "God knows how hard it is for her to say such a thing.

"Yaoyao. Song Siyufu held Le Yao's hand again, his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you." ”

And Wen Yunting stood like that, not moving, but his eyes were looking at her tightly.

Le Yao smiled, and then looked at the bouquet: "Sister Siyu, thank you for passing on happiness to me," her chin was slightly raised, and there was a hint of blush on her little face: "You are so happy, I think, I will also be happy soon." "It is said that the unmarried woman who receives the bride's bouquet will be the next bride, but she ...... Happiness is a parallel line to her, and it will never intersect.

"You are so kind, of course you will be happy. Zuo Baixiao walked to Le Yao's side from the crowd, his burly figure stood out from the crowd, and he looked at her gently.

Le Yao looked sideways at Zuo Baixiao, and he reached out to hold her waist in a timely manner, her slender body approached him slightly, she lowered her eyes, hiding the pain and panic in her eyes, and the flush on her cheeks was just right, making people think she was shy.

Wen Yunting's face was extremely ugly, and he looked away from them.

*

This scene undoubtedly announced to everyone that Le Yao and Zuo Baixiao are a couple.

For Zuo Baixiao, all the guests are no strangers, Zuo's and Wen's operate different industrial chains, but they are also one of the most powerful group enterprises in Z City.

What's more, Zuo Baixiao is the famous diamond king, and Le Yao, because she is Yu Peiling's daughter, is also the daughter of the Wen family.

Going back further, the Wen and Zuo families are families, so their pair can be regarded as a good pair, and many people envy Le Yao at the same time, but they are also relishing and happy to see it.

During the banquet, some people joked and ridiculed them from time to time, and Zuo Baixiao was also generous.

Finally, with a hint of respite, Le Yao fled the scene of the divorce banquet in embarrassment and went in the direction of the bathroom.

But just around the corner of the banquet hall, after her staggering steps, someone grabbed her waist from behind, covered her mouth before she had time to scream, and dragged her into a room.

There was nothing in the room, but the rapid wheezing sound and the familiar smell of tobacco made Le Yao's heart beat faster and she almost cried.

In the darkness, she struggled to untie the hand that was tied to her waist.

"Don't move. Wen Yunting hugged her from behind, stopped her struggle, leaned close to her ear, and whispered.

The moment she heard his voice, Le Yao almost burst into tears and stopped struggling.

"I didn't ask you to wait for me in the cabin, why did you come back to Z City?" There were a lot of things I wanted to tell her, but the time was too tight, and some words couldn't be said at all for a while, Wen Yunting frowned and lowered his voice.

He had already said that he had broken up, and he had already married another woman, how could he still question her so calmly? Le Yao's breathing was slightly suffocated, and on the phone that day, his resolute words seemed to still echo in his ears, but at this moment, he came to question her.

After a while, seeing that she didn't mean to answer, Wen Yunting was anxious, "Yaoyao, I ......"

"Brother, please let go. She clearly knew that if she continued to entangle like this, she would eventually break off...... So, she held back all her pain and sorrow, and indifferently dissociated herself from him.

Her words made Wen Yunting's chest suffocate uncomfortably, and his arm increased his strength, holding her tightly in his arms, but his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe: "Yaoyao," a thousand words, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only hug her tightly, and then lowered his head, wanting to kiss the soft lips that made him miss.

Le Yao didn't know where to get the strength to break free of his restraints, and then, a clear slap sounded in the dark, hitting him in the face, but it hurt in her hands and heart, she was in great pain, "This slap will erase all the past and grievances between you and me," Once, she said that she hated him, but he said indifferently that she would follow her, at that time, she had a dead heart, but now it is different, now, she wants to live and live well in the days without him...... "Between us, from now on, there will be no more relations." ”

After saying that, her heart hurt again and she couldn't breathe. As soon as she said that, there was no way back. In fact, as far as she is concerned, she has no way out, and she has long been sentenced to death by him.

There was a burning pain on Wen Yunting's face, but it was not as painful as the pain in his heart, and he said bitterly: "Things are not what you see. It was the most struggling day of his life. I finally saw her, but I heard her words so thoroughly.

It doesn't matter what it is, he broke up with her ruthlessly and married Song Siyu, this is a fact, an indelible fact, Le Yao doesn't want to live in memories forever, she doesn't want to suffer for him anymore, she wants to find a reason to free herself: "I hate you and despise you, but I am also grateful to you, grateful to you for letting me grow, grateful to you for letting me see the ugliest side of human nature." I hate you!So, let's not see each other again. How could he be so selfish, abandoning her, but pestering her, bringing her endless pain and suffering.

After saying that, Le Yao opened the door and walked out, but tears finally slipped out of her eyes, behind her, in that door, the darkness buried her love.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Zuo Baixiao standing at the corner of the corridor waiting for her. The heart suddenly found the parked harbor bend, and her tears rolled down again.

Zuo Baixiao sighed lightly, stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, hugged her slender body, and gave her his broad and thick chest.

Crossing her shoulder, Zuo Baixiao saw Wen Yunting, in fact, when Wen Yunting forcibly pulled Le Yao into that room, he found out, but he chose to wait rationally.

Seeing them hugging each other, Wen Yunting's heart ached.

"Wen Shao," the best man found him: "Young grandmother is looking for you." ”

Wen Yunting's face was cold and terrifying. When he took the best man past Zuo Baixiao and them, his eyes were fixed on the front, his heart was already broken, and it seemed that he could never repair it.

Zuo Baixiao found that the best man was neat and agile, and looking at his gestures, it seemed that he was not just the best man.

At the end of the wedding banquet, Wen Xiaocheng's slightly chubby face had a hint of interesting smile: "Yaoyao, I will often bring Bai Xiao to my house to play in the future." Actually, when Le Yao appeared, he was very nervous, he was worried that she would make trouble, and he was worried that she would ruin the wedding...... Fortunately, the wedding banquet went well.

Le Yao nodded sullenly and indifferently.

"Bai Xiao, take good care of Yaoyao for me. Yu Peiling never expected that things would develop like this. Seeing that her husband did not embarrass Le Yao in public, she was relieved.

"Auntie, I will. Zuo Baixiao hugged Le Yao and said indifferently.

After leaving the suffocating wedding banquet, Le Yao, who was sitting in Zuo Baixiao's car, seemed to have been stripped of her muscles and bones, and her whole person was slumped on the car seat.

"Thank you. "Other than that, Le Yao doesn't know what to say, after tonight, she and Wen Yunting are really just passers-by...... Today, if it weren't for Zuo Baixiao's liberation, she really didn't know how to face such an embarrassing time.

"Le Yao, I have always been by your side, as long as you are willing, you are the mistress of the Zuo family. Zuo Baixiao drove intently, and her low voice sounded so gentle at this moment, "Don't worry, I won't put any pressure on you, let alone force you to do anything,"

Le Yao was silent...... Although he is very good, at this time, her mood has fallen to a low point, and she is not in the mood, let alone the heart to accept him, "I ...... It takes time. And this time, she didn't refuse as before, because she was determined to let go of her former feelings and start a new life. But the vulgarity of emotion, she still needs time to melt.

The corners of Zuo Baixiao's lips raised slightly, in this slightly chaotic emotion, he was actually the most sober one: "Le Yao, when you are at the airport, you should tell me frankly that you want to come to the wedding, in that case, I can accompany you directly." He didn't look sideways, his eyes kept looking ahead, "I don't mean anything else, I just hope that you won't suddenly disappear again in the future...... In that case, I'll be worried.

"I don't know why I'm in church. "It's a long distance from the bathroom at the airport to the church, who the hell was it that stunned her and brought her to the church?

Zuo Baixiao was wrong, and his thoughts were a little precipitated: "What do you mean? Aren't you going to the church by yourself?"

Le Yao shook her head slightly, thinking back on the process, it was a little unreal.

"What the hell is going on?" Zuo Baixiao asked in a condensed voice.

"I was in the airport bathroom, but for some reason, I fainted and woke up to find that I was outside the church. She whispered. This wedding was too cruel for her. But it was also the dividing line between her and the past, and for a while, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

Zuo Baixiao's eyebrows tightened slightly, who brought her to the church?

It seems that that person's strength should not be underestimated, otherwise, how could he take Le Yao away from the airport in silence.

But what is the purpose of this?

Could it be that she wanted to use Le Yao's hand to sabotage Wen Yunting's wedding? If this is the case, that person should know about her relationship with Wen Yunting. But not many people seem to know about their relationship.

Le Yao was physically and mentally exhausted...... Sitting in the car, groggy and quickly falling asleep.

Looking at her frowning brows after falling asleep, Zuo Baixiao's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and her face was not very good-looking.