Lan Ziyue saw that Ou Zhexi was protecting Lan Moying like this, she was desperate, and looked at Ou Zhexi with a sad face, she didn't believe that Ou Zhexi would treat her like this. So, she immediately adjusted her emotions, stepped forward to take Ou Zhexi's hand, and smiled flatteringly.

"Zhexi, I know that you love me, and you are forced to marry her, right? You tell me, all this is not true, not true!"

Suddenly, Lan Ziyue was pleasant, but there was still a little helplessness and despair in her words. Looking at Ou Zhexi, who had a cold face and did not reply to her words, she still continued to entangle.

"Zhexi, you tell everyone, you tell reporters, you are forced to marry this slut, not willingly marry her, you say, you love me! You once said that you want to give me the most beautiful white rose wedding, you like pure white roses. This slut doesn't deserve to have a wedding with you under such beautiful roses, it's not true, it's not true!"

The more Lan Ziyue spoke, the more excited she became, and her emotions were already a little out of control. She held Ou Zhexi's hand tightly, looking at him expectantly, hoping that he would give her the answer she wanted.

Perhaps, when a love is stranded, the first enemy that a woman thinks of is another woman, but she is often full of illusions about the man who left her. Today's Lan Ziyue is like this, she hates Lan Moying so much that she wants to tear her apart, but she is still tender and sweet to Ou Zhexi.

However, her set was obviously used on the wrong person, and Ou Zhexi did not give her the answer she wanted because of her hard entanglement.

Ou Zhexi raised his deep eyes and glanced at Lan Ziyue with a little meaning. Then, he gently spit out words that could make Lan Ziyue faint instantly.

"Miss Lan, I hope you love yourself, we already belong to the past tense, today is my wedding, you are here to bless me very welcome, you are here to entangle, then please leave immediately! Also, I hope you will give basic respect to my wife, she is a slut, so as her sister, what are you?"

"Is it in the past tense? Just your simple words, is everything in the past tense? No, it can't be like this, all this is not true, it is not true, you are lying, you are lying!"

Lan Ziyue was crazy, holding Ou Zhexi's hand and yelling, at this time, the elegance of the Lan family's daughter on her body disappeared in an instant, like a madman who was stimulated.

Lan Moying didn't say anything except to watch all this quietly, and her face was always indifferent that others couldn't understand. At the wedding, being so entangled by her husband's ex-girlfriend, she can still be so indifferent, which really made all the guests and reporters wonder.

Does this woman really not love Ou Zhexi, or is this woman really different to the extreme? Otherwise, what woman can be so calm and calm in such a situation?

"Zhexi, you can't do without me, I love you very much, you know, I can't live without you!"

Lan Ziyue was like crazy and entangled, she tried to exchange her grief for Ou Zhexi's sympathy and everyone's pity. It's a pity that her bitter trick is obviously used in the wrong place, and this trick is useless for Ou Zhexi, she has a taste of self-inflicted humiliation.

Ou Zhexi may have been annoyed by Lan Ziyue's entanglement, he shook off her hand vigorously, looked at Lan Ziyue with eyes full of yin owls, and then his thin lips rose slightly, and spit out such words, "Lan Ziyue, you can love me very much, but please don't love so shamelessly!"

"I'm shameless? This slut wants face? You don't have me in your eyes except her, right? Which is her good? Which is good? Is she working hard in bed to get home? Confusing you? I can't get the happiness that no one can get, including her Lan Moying. ”

Lan Ziyue's words really made Lan Moying's head hurt because of this, she knew that with Lan Ziyue's personality, she would not be willing to stop like this, if she didn't do something, it wouldn't be her basket Yue.

I saw her go crazy and tear off the wreath made of white roses. All of a sudden, the ground was full of white roses that had been torn off by Lan Ziyue. The white roses in one place are scattered messily on the ground, and the broken shadows in the other place are smiling quietly, as if waiting for this storm to come more violently.

The beautiful white roses were stained with the bright red blood left by Lan Ziyue's stabbing hand when she grabbed those flowers hard, which made Lan Moying feel very bloody at this time. Faced with Lan Ziyue's such affection and persistence, she was asking herself if she had really done something wrong? However, when she faced Lan Ziyue's eyes that she was about to kill her, the past scenes reappeared in her eyes, and she felt that she had done nothing wrong, and today Lan Ziyue only suffered less than one thousandth of what she Lan Moying had suffered.

Lan Moying quietly looked at Ou Zhexi's face, which had not changed at all without Lan Ziyue's plea and grievances, she felt his horror at this time, this man really turned his face faster than turning a book.

Lan Moying, who was contemplating, saw Lan Ziyue looking at her viciously, then rushed over and grabbed Lan Moying's hand again, "You're very happy, aren't you?

As she spoke, Lan Ziyue opened her satchel and took out a bright knife. At this time, Lan Moying realized even more that Lan Ziyue didn't come unprepared, she came prepared.

Lan Ziyue took the dazzling knife and shook it in front of Lan Moying's eyes, "Are you scared? Are you scared? You beg me to let you go, beg me!"

Lan Ziyue looked at Lan Moying coldly, and then looked at Ou Zhexi with a deep expression, "Only if you say that you cancel the wedding with her, everything is over!"

All the guests were stunned when they saw this, and everyone held their breath and didn't know what to do. All the reporters were as excited as if they had drunk chicken blood, and all the flashes kept flashing.

At this time, two men in the crowd were already approaching Lan Ziyue's side, and these two men were none other than Ling Zihan and Jason.