The rain kept falling, and it kept falling, beating the flower bones that were blown off by the wind last night, and they were all angry. The smoke and rain in the world, such a day mixed with sadness even the water mist in the face, seems to be not suitable for a wedding with great fanfare, but ......

Under the gloomy canopy, there are ten white cars dotted with roses, ignoring the gloom of the rainy day, in the cool air, the red is connected, wantonly showing indescribable grandeur and enchantment.

Even though the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dense rain curtain had turned the wide street into a fog, there were still dozens of magazines and newspaper vehicles closely following the wedding car, and various types of cameras were also aimed at the wedding car.

On a rainy day, the wedding car dotted with roses, followed by a huge team of reporters, well, this unique scenery is indeed unique - very imposing and romantic.

It's a pity that the romance rendered by the wedding car is enough to become the most fatal wound in the heart of a woman who has stood outside the church for a long time.

Dingding looked at the wedding car heading towards the church, the woman in the plain white chiffon skirt was completely soaked, and her whole body couldn't help but stiffen a little.

The pain in her abdomen became more and more distinct, as if she suddenly remembered something, the woman suddenly frowned, and her beautiful face, which was pale and beautiful, became more and more fragile because of the embarrassment at the moment.

The empty eyes turned faintly, and the woman bit her lip in pain. It turned out that the man hated her so much that he refused to let go of even her children! The cold fingers finally let go, and a divorce agreement fell in a dejected way. The man's crisp signature, soaked in the stagnant water on the ground, gradually spreads and gradually fades......

"Luo Qifeng, I wish you a hundred years...... Come to a sticky end! Her pale lips curled up miserably, and the woman could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears that flowed wantonly on her pale face.

She loves someone very much, but at the end of the day, what does she get? It's just a fragmented love, covered in blood! The slightly chilly wind blew the thin and dense rain line, and the woman's wet and transparent skirt no longer danced and flew lightly.

The mighty convoy finally stopped outside the church, and the woman felt her heart suddenly tug, and she hurriedly turned sideways without thinking about it, not wanting anyone to find out about her existence.

"Mr. Luo, I heard that you divorced Miss Ai in the morning, did you divorce Miss Ai because of Miss Fang?"

"It is rumored that Miss Ai was swept out of the house by Mr. Luo, is this true by Mr. Luo?"

"At the beginning, Mr. Luo married Miss Ai despite his family's opposition, may I ask Mr. Luo what is the attitude of his family when he marries Miss Fang now?"

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The wedding car was tightly blocked, and the reporters desperately squeezed forward, obviously not wanting to let go of this explosive news in the business world.

Luo Qifeng, the person in charge of Luo's enterprise, married Ai Yimer, an ordinary employee of Yin's enterprise, three months ago, and the news that Cinderella married into a wealthy family has not passed, I believe no one would have thought that three months later, Luo Qifeng, a man of the year in the business world, would divorce in the morning and marry someone else again in the afternoon!

Whether the old love is tired, so they are looking for a new love, or there is another hidden secret, I am afraid that except for a few parties, even if others want to guess the reason, they have no way to start.

Outside the car, there was the sound of rain and questions; The car was quiet. Fang Yirou, who always held Luo Qifeng's hand tightly and couldn't guess what Luo Qifeng was thinking, had to squeeze out a generous and decent smile to the reporter through the car window. "Pray for the wind, these journalists ......"

Glimpsing through the heavy rain curtain at the side of the church, the plain white touching figure, Luo Qifeng's expression changed slightly, but then he smiled thoughtfully. "Yirou, let's go out and let these reporters feel our happiness too, isn't it great?" Elegantly pushing the car door, Luo Qifeng, who was dressed in a white dress, smiled extremely softly.

"Wow! The bride is so beautiful! ”

"Mr. Luo's vision is so good!"

"Mr. Luo and Miss Fang, what a match made in heaven!"

Seeing that Luo Qifeng and Fang Yirou both got out of the car, the reporters who knew that there was a drama in the interview all repeated what they said three months ago. It's just that three months ago it was heartfelt admiration, and now, it's just habitually touted.

In front of all the reporters, he took Fang Yirou's hand and kissed it gently, Luo Qifeng smiled and corrected the reporter's address to Fang Yirou: "She, now Mrs. Luo......"

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Luo......" grabbed the camera and took a wild shot, and several reporters saw that Luo Qifeng was in a good mood, so they had the courage to repeat the question just now.

"Well, I have nothing to say about me and Miss Ai. However, Miss Ai is over there, so if you have any questions, you can ask her. Cruelly hooked lips, the gentleness between Luo Qifeng's eyebrows and eyes no longer existed.

Following Luo Qifeng's gaze, the reporters turned their cameras at Ai Yimo and slapped them fiercely.

The down-and-out ex-wife appeared at her ex-husband's wedding in the rain, and the president of Luo's new love and old love PK! Yes, such a title is definitely eye-catching enough! Thinking that tomorrow's headlines had settled, reporters rushed to Aimer, who was stunned.

"Ahh......h It seems to have been miscarried! The female reporter who ran to Aimer's side first, looking at Aimer's wet chiffon skirt oozing blood, couldn't help but freeze for an instant, and even pressed the finger of the shutter, which was completely petrified.

"This ......" Several reporters who came later couldn't help but be a little panicked when they saw such a scene, and they all turned their heads to look at Luo Qifeng and Fang Yirou who were strolling into the church.

Holding Fang Yirou's hand, he stiffened when he heard the word 'miscarriage', and a few complicated expressions appeared in his bright eyes, Luo Qifeng lowered his voice and asked, "You, what did you put in that glass of water?" In the morning, he forced Ai Yimo to sign the divorce agreement, during which Fang Yirou brought two glasses of water, and he personally handed one of the glasses of water to Ai Yimer......

Could it be that Fang Yirou deliberately let Ai Yimo miscarry? No, how could the kind-hearted Fang Yirou do such a thing!

"I put two slices of ...... in that glass of water" didn't hide it, Fang Yirou gently raised the corners of her lips and leaned her face close to Luo Qifeng's ear. Pray for the wind, I don't want her to have anything to do with you anymore. Besides, don't you also suspect that the child is not yours? ”

There was a bit of coquettishness and a bit of grievance in her sweet voice, Fang Yirou knew that every time she was like this, Luo Qifeng would gently embrace her and forgive her for all her willful behavior. However, this time, Fang Yirou miscalculated, from the moment Luo Qifeng's face gradually sank, she knew that she had miscalculated.

"Miss Ai......" Seeing Ai Yimer suddenly turn around and run away desperately, the reporters were shocked to chase after him.

Is this woman with a pale face planning to die? It's like a miscarriage, how dare you run at an almost crazy speed?

"Ho-" Seeing Ai Yimo stop a taxi with his body, Luo Qifeng, who has always been calm, couldn't help but gasp!

Dry eyes, very uncomfortable but unable to shed a single tear, embarrassed to get into the taxi, Ai Yimo said angrily: "Go...... Hospital ......"