People who knew him rarely saw him show such an expression, and the cold and cold man lowered his eyes slightly, just looking at the woman who was about to marry him.

The eyes are focused and gentle.

At this time, the stylist on the side brought the necklace, Shen Jikong glanced at it lightly, reached out to take it, and put it on for Luo Qiao personally.

The moment he approached her, Luo Qiao immediately avoided it with a cold face, but as soon as he moved, he heard his low and soft voice: "Ming Siran has just gotten on the plane, and he will leave this country soon." ”

The air seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Facing the woman's eyes suddenly widened, Shen Jikong continued the movements in his hands, and after putting it on, he gently flicked the precious necklace full of diamonds, and said slowly: "Look, your childhood sweetheart is not very good, he has been here for so many days, and he has not found you, what do you like about such a man?" ”

He really came.

Luo Qiao couldn't help clenching her palms, remembering the strange appearance of her maid that day, her breathing instantly tightened.

She subconsciously touched the ring on her hand, but the cold white ring had already been replaced with diamonds, and her hand felt cold to the touch.

Luo Qiao glanced at the cold-eyed man in front of him, and immediately raised his legs and walked out.

But he reached out and dragged him back.

Shen Jikong was close to her ear, and her breath spilled on the side of her ear, making people feel a little itchy: "The reason why I tell you is to let you understand that what you expect will not happen." He didn't find you today, and he won't have a chance in the future, Qiaoqiao, today is our wedding, you be nice, huh? ”

The man used the gentlest tone, but the words he said made people feel cruel.

Shen Jikong lowered his eyes slightly, smiled and held Luo Qiao's cold hand at the moment: "I can give you what that man can give you, even more than him." ”

Entangled with her delicate fingers, Shen Jikong slowly lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on her fingertips: "I love you, pretty ......"

The man walked out of the room, and with the sound of the door closing, the powerful aura brought by it seemed to be cut off, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a little.

The makeup artist and the others looked at the woman who pursed her lips tightly, and thought to themselves, the master was really ruthless, and he shattered the only expectation in the woman's heart.

I don't know if it's too affectionate or too unforgiving.

Sunlight shone in through the outside window and fell on the woman in a wedding dress, lining her face slightly pale.

……

Minutes and seconds passed.

At the wedding scene, the romantic piano music slowly sounded, and this dream wedding finally began.

Shen Jikong had a handsome face, a straight suit lined his figure more upright and slender, he stood on the stage, staring ahead, his eyes were deep.

A woman in a snow-white wedding dress stood opposite him, covered with a veil, making it a little difficult to see the expression on her face, as the piano music sounded, Luo Qiao was led by the little maid beside him, and walked towards him step by step.

Shen Jikong's eyes, which had always been waveless, finally moved.

He pursed his lips, and as she approached, he felt that his heart, which had been empty for a long time, seemed to be filled little by little.

The scene that he had been looking forward to for a long time even gave him a sense of unreality at this moment.

Shen Jikong watched her approach, and after a few seconds, slowly stretched out his hand towards her.