When he woke up in a daze in the morning, Fu Siqing turned over and found that the position next to him was not only empty, but also had no residual temperature. She rubbed her eyes, sat up, and saw that the bed was covered with gauze skirts.

Red, white, black, pink, different styles.

Is she dreaming?

Reaching out to pick up the black hollow one, Fu Siqing touched it, it was very soft and comfortable. I looked at the white off-the-shoulder one again, and the skirt hung down to the carpet, which was really super beautiful.

Fu Yiran pushed the door in and brought a glass of milk, "Awake?"

"Fu Yiran, what are these, why did you buy me so many dresses?"

Fu Yiran sat on the edge of the bed, put the milk on the table, and said, "This is your wedding dress." ”

"Wedding dress?" Fu Siqing was surprised and surprised.

Fu Yiran took her right hand, rubbed her ring finger with his thumb, and asked, "Don't you think there's something missing here?"

They have been married for a long time, but the wedding ring is not yet.

"Fu Yiran, I don't care about these things at all. ”

"I care. Fu Yiran looked at her very seriously, "I want to give you a wedding of the century, so that the whole world will know that you Fu Siqing is the only wife that I am marrying." My Fu Yiran woman, whether emotionally or materially, does not need to envy others. ”

"What are you doing early in the morning?" Fu Siqing was moved by him, his eyes were slightly red, he hugged his neck, and said, "I don't want anything, I just want you." ”

"I've always been yours, always have been. This life is, the next life, and the next life is yours. Fu Yiran hugged her, he had never felt so relieved.

The largest Shengdun Hotel in Songming City, an entire building has been contracted by the Fu Group.

On March 4, it was the wedding of Fu Yiran and Fu Siqing.

This news caused a sensation in the whole city. Overnight, Fu Siqing became the object of envy and envy of all women.

"Sisi, don't be nervous for a while, let your dad lead you over. Jiang Rongzhi said worriedly and excitedly.

"Good. Fu Siqing smiled indifferently.

"No, I'm a little nervous, I'll recite my words again. Fu Minghui took out his handwritten speech from his suit pocket and read it over and over again.

Fu Yiran walked over, squatted beside Fu Siqing, pulled her veil, showed a handsome smile and said, "My wife is so beautiful today!"

"Fu Yiran, what are you doing? You hurry up and get ready to go, you can't see the bride yet!" Jiang Rongzhi pushed Fu Yiran, urging him to leave quickly.

Fu Yiran stood up and said to Fu Minghui: "Dad, you don't have to think about it for a while, I have my own arrangements." ”

The wedding march plays.

The circular crystal platform rose from below, and Fu Siqing stood on it in a black wedding dress. At the end of the long flower road, Fu Yiran was walking towards her step by step with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Ten steps, five steps, three steps, the last step.

Fu Yiran knelt down on one knee and raised the bouquet: "Fu Siqing, are you willing to marry me?"

Before getting married, he had not formally proposed. Therefore, it is simply made up at the wedding, which also saves the priest from the cumbersome process.

"I'm willing!" Fu Siqing took the bouquet and responded with a smile.

Fu Yiran got up, exchanged rings, and then hugged her and kissed her.

"Fu Siqing, do you know how many people your father Fu Chengan has killed?! Why can you, the daughter of a murderer, live so well, and our family is ruined by the murder?! I wish your Fu family a good death!" A man in the audience overturned the table and yelled at the people on the stage.

The scene was chaotic, and the man was taken out by the security guards.

When the media heard the news, they became agitated. On the platform that is broadcasting the wedding process live, the fans on the Internet side also blew up.

"It turns out that Fu Siqing is Fu Chengan's daughter! How did Mr. Fu marry the murderer's daughter?!"

"I'll just say that this woman is not simple, she must have used some shady means!"

"Miss Fu, do you have anything to say about your father's affairs back then? and Mr. Fu, do you know Miss Fu's true identity?"

"That's it, Mr. Fu should take the trouble to respond! Is there any other purpose for such a major wedding?"