"What, niece and daughter-in-law?" Nangong Ling was taken aback, the person he had been looking for for half a month was actually in front of him.

Su Lan nodded, not feeling that anything was wrong, and then spoke.

"My niece and daughter-in-law, I got married today, and I was going to tell you about it!" Su Lan said with a smile.

"Ah, get married?"

"That's right!" Su Lan said with affirmation again.

"Are you sure she's really your niece's daughter-in-law?" Nangong Ling couldn't believe it, this was true!

Su Lan looked at him strangely, and said again, "Of course, I brought my nephew and daughter-in-law here to play, and halfway through, I met a foreigner and took a picture!" ”

"You say she's been here before?"

Su Lan nodded, and then suddenly thought of something, so she frowned and asked, "Mr. Nangong, do you know my nephew and daughter-in-law?" ”

Nangong Ling thought of Sikong Jue's bizarre photo.

Suddenly thought of the red envelope he gave Su Lan's nephew and daughter-in-law 500 yuan last time, if Sikong Jue knew that he gave a red envelope of 500 yuan to his woman's wedding, he felt a chill in his back when he thought about it.

Su Lan looked at the watch on his wrist, suddenly raised his head, and couldn't care about Nangong Ling's surprise, so he hurriedly said, "Mr. Nangong, I won't talk to you more, I want to go to church quickly"

Nangong Ling nodded, and then didn't forget to say, "Okay, you go!" ”

When Su Lan walked out of the door, he reacted and hurriedly rushed out of the door.

A few seconds later, when he returned again, he put down the photo he was still holding in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and quickly dialed a series of numbers.

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Mu Xiaoai, who was sitting in the hotel, was wearing a white wedding dress, holding her mobile phone tightly in her hand, she didn't know what she was expecting, she was panicked and restless, she looked at the drizzle outside, and always felt that something would happen.

Could it be that this is premarital phobia, she drank a few sips of water and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.

"Crunch..."

Si Qianqian walked in, looked at her and asked with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, my brother asked me to sue you, there is a traffic jam on the road, so don't worry!"

"Oh!" Mu Xiaoai nodded, why did this sound so strange.

When is she in a hurry!

Originally, it was discussed, and the welcoming convoy first picked up Mu Xiaoai from the hotel, and then went to the church, but he didn't expect to wait until noon and not see the shadow of the welcoming convoy, and Mu Xiaoxin faintly felt that something was wrong.

The family members in the church were in a hurry, seeing that the time had passed, but the bride was not yet seen.

Every second she watched as the time passed, it felt as if she was one step closer to death.

A red Ferrari collided with an Audi on the main traffic artery in H City, and the face of the Ferrari was not the same, and the woman stared at the man in front of her.

"How much do you want?"

The Audi man asked, and the Ferrari woman was silent.

"The fault is you, you bumped into it!"

The man continued, and the woman remained silent.

The traffic police on the side really couldn't stand it, after all, the people who could drive a Ferrari were naturally not ordinary people, and the traffic police were not good at forcing the tow, so they had to persuade each other again.

The woman still ignored it.

Leng Xue scolded Nangong Ling dozens of times in her heart, what kind of bad idea is this.

With his hands around his chest, he glanced at the long line behind him, and then looked at the wedding car at the back, praying in his heart that the young master could return to China soon.

Si Qingyu stroked his forehead a little helplessly, this road is usually not blocked, how could it be blocked on the day of his wedding?

He looked at the time and had no choice but to choose another path.

Seeing him leave, Leng Xue made a call to Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling on the other side was even more miserable, in order to show Sikong Jue his 'good intentions', he broke his forehead, looked at the person with blood on his face, and the traffic police were even more helpless, while persuading him to go to the hospital, he prepared something.

But Nangong Ling didn't let go.

When Si Qingyu arrived, he was told that the road over there was open, and after taking a look at this side, he had no choice but to drive the car to the cold and snowy road.

After seeing him leave, Nangong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't let the traffic jam last too long, after all, H City is a first-tier city, and he can't be a stumbling block to people's economic development!

It's too long, and he's guilty of obstructing traffic jams, and he's sure that Sikong Jue won't ask a word.

The road to the cold snow was nearly two hours away, but the convoy arrived at the hotel by two o'clock, and there were still two hours from the hotel to the church.

The people in the church all started to talk about it, and the dead parents had a dull face and some displeasure.

Mu Xiaoai was held by Si Qingyu in the car, her body trembled slightly, Si Qingyu thought it was a virus and didn't care, he had a happy smile on his face.

"What's wrong?" Si Qingyu asked.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mu Xiaoai reacted, and she smiled at her boss Qingyu's affectionate eyes.

"It's fine!"

It's still raining outside.

Mu Xiaoai was already thin, her seven-month-old belly was almost the same as a normal person's three-month pregnancy, covered under the white wedding dress, and she couldn't tell that she was a pregnant woman at all.

Seeing that the car had finally arrived, my parents finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The church was in a mess, and within a few minutes of her sitting, someone was carrying her towards the church.

There was a crowd of black people gathered in the church, Mu Xiaoai stood at the door, her steps paused, she held the bouquet tightly in her hand, she was wearing white gloves, and the bouquet was a little deformed because she was too forceful.

Standing at the door of the church, she was flustered, and her steps were timid.

Her heart was depressed, and she couldn't breathe.

She didn't know if she was right or wrong to do this, there was a force in her heart that pulled her tightly, her throat couldn't make a sound, someone was talking next to her, someone was playing, but she was addicted to a silent world, and she couldn't hear any sound.

Si Qingyu, who was dressed in a white dress in the distance, looked more handsome than usual, he smiled and looked at her who was standing at the door without moving, with a smile and worry.

Si Dad said in a black suit, Si Ma said a red cheongsam, and next to her stood Su Lan, who had just rushed back from the ancient house.

In front of everyone's eyes, Mu Xiaoai's face was pale, her lips were purple, and her body trembled, but this qiē was covered by a white veil and heavy makeup, and no one noticed her strange appearance.

Seeing the bride standing at the door and never entering, everyone looked at each other and pointed.

Mu Xiaoai forgot to turn around, forgot all had a qiē, and there was only one thought in her heart, that is, to go.

As soon as she moved a step, she almost turned upside down, and the others who watched were terrified.

Originally, this cut off should be the bride's father, but Mu Xiaoai had no father, only two bridesmaids wearing white bridesmaid dresses to send her to the front.

Seeing her walking towards him step by step, Si Qingyu relieved his heart.

Before Mu Xiaoai walked in, Si Qingyu stepped forward and grabbed her hand holding the bouquet, and turned to face the godfather in front of him.

The godfather glanced at the two of them, and then smiled at the mouth.

"Mr. Si Qingyu, are you willing to make this woman your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? Love her, care for her, respect her, accept her, be faithful to her until the end of her life, whether she is sick or healthy, or for any other reason? ”

Si Qingyu turned his head to look at Xiao Ai under the veil, and then slowly turned his head.

"I do!" Three words are loud.

The godfather nodded, turned his gaze to the bride again, and spoke slowly.

"Ms. Mu Xiaoai, would you like this man to be your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? Love Him, care for Him, respect Him, accept Him, and remain faithful to Him to the end of your life, whether it is sickness or health, or any other reason? ”

After the godfather finished asking, the bride did not answer for a long time, and the godfather frowned and spoke again.

"Ms. Mu Xiaoai, would you like this man to be your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? Love Him, care for Him, respect Him, accept Him, and remain faithful to Him to the end of your life, whether it is sickness or health, or any other reason? ”

"I..." Mu Xiaoai just said one word, 'wish' stuck her breathing behind her, her body trembled, and her face became whiter than before.

"She doesn't want to!" A cold voice sounded in the huge church, everyone was startled, and looked at the door of the church, a tall figure blocked all vision, he was wearing a black trench coat, and the trench coat was sprinkled with fine water droplets.

His hair was messy, and his face couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain, although he was so wolfy, he couldn't hide his unique kingly aura from within.

He descended like a king, his cold gaze swept over everyone, and finally fixed his gaze on the woman in a white wedding dress, and walked towards her step by step.

The whole body exuded great fear, and it was combined with a strong killing intent, which made the people in the entire hall hold their breath, and they didn't dare to gasp, and everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly a person stood up from the chair.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? A fat man shouted at Sikong Jue, and then shouted at the door, "Security!" ”

Sikong Jue didn't look at him, and his eyes were fixed on Mu Xiaoai's body from beginning to end.

Instead of security guards in security uniforms, the fat men shouted out, but a group of black men, all of them with frightened faces, like Hades from hell, who walked in and stood in the doorway.

Si Qingyu looked at Sikong Jue in the distance, smiled, his smile was sad, he held Mu Xiaoai's hand tightly, then smiled bitterly, and quietly let go of the palm holding her.

Feeling a huge force behind her approaching step by step, Mu Xiaoai didn't notice the slight changes in Si Qingyu, her body relaxed, and at this moment she had never been relaxed.

Tears rolled down her eyes, and she trembled.