The attitudes of the two officers are very different.

"If you can't do it, you're incompetent as a policeman, we pay taxes to support you, and we have to help you work? So what does the police department want you to do? Tian Yuan responded coldly, then took Li Shufen, gave Tian Jiabao a look, and asked him to leave with the two old men.

Tian Biao didn't see anyone, she just didn't make any trouble, she could only wait to marry Luo Chengjun soon, and she would be able to pick up her father after getting married.

Three days, fast, very fast, so fast that it seems to pass in a snap of a finger, so fast that I haven't had time to be mentally prepared to put on a wedding dress for such a scumbag for the second time.

However, it seems to be very slow, every night, is a sleepless night, as soon as I close my eyes, in my mind, all the tears in my mind are the last time I saw my father's tearful face, old and tired, as soon as she thinks of these, she especially hopes that three days will turn into a second, like a book can be turned over.

Outside the window, the stars are dotted, indicating that tomorrow will be another sunny day.

Tian Yuan stood barefoot on the cold floor tiles, gathered the blanket draped on her body, raised her head, and looked at the endless night sky.

The sound of the mobile phone beeping was a little harsh in the quiet night, Tian Yuan didn't know what it was like in Italy at this moment, Tianming? Or let the morning glow stain half the sky red?

The mobile phone was connected, but the other party was silent, only shallow breathing, through the phone into each other's ears.

"Shang Rong."

Halfway through, Tian Yuan broke the silence, took the lead in speaking, and asked softly, "Is the weather good in Italy?" Her tone was as light as a greeting between old friends.

How are you? I'm fine, is your weather good? It's also good.

Shang Rong's breath stagnated, and then he sneered inexplicably and whispered a sigh of gratitude.

"I'm here at night, and there are a lot of stars in the sky, and I think tomorrow must be a sunny day." Tian Yuan kept looking up at the sky, as if she didn't know that her neck would be sore, "But, even if tomorrow is the hottest day of the year, for me, tomorrow will be a stormy dream demon." ”

Tian Yuan waited for three seconds, and Shang Rong didn't answer, only shallow breathing to tell her that he had been listening.

"Shang Rong, I'm wondering, should I thank you? Thank you, thank you for making me someone else's bride so quickly, wearing the wedding dress of the person I hate the most, and about to become the bride of the person I hate the most, and becoming the Mrs. Luo in other people's mouths. ”

"Shangrong, I'm getting married tomorrow, should you congratulate me? Or bless me and Luo Chengjun for a hundred years of good luck and early birth of a noble son? Isn't that ironic? Shangrong, you have loved me for twelve years, but I did not marry you or the person I loved, but married a man who neither really loved me nor did I love either. ”

"Say it again." Shang Rong's voice was very low, so low that it was like a ghostly voice coming from the depths of hell, and it was as light as a gust of wind.

"I said, I'm getting married, Xie Lu thank you for what you did, let me accept the reality little by little, let me lose my most precious thing little by little, Shang Rong, your love, it's really ironic."

The phone was hung up at this point, and the busy sound made the sarcastic smile on Tian Yuan's lips amplified little by little, and it was magnified to the point that the whole heart was mocking.