The wedding was held at the Grand Château in the Imperial City

The sea is blue, and the breeze is gentle.

The red carpet is covered with rose petals, and pink balloons are blown around.

The long row of tables is lined with delicate woven flower baskets, filled with stars, red wine, and a variety of delicate pastries.

The whole wedding scene was full of romance and grandeur.

The private jet slowly stopped at the winery's estate, and the man picked up the girl horizontally and walked towards the wedding scene.

Mu Beiliang, who was about to let his daughter hold her arm, saw Jun Qiyan directly take away his daughter, and his expression was slightly stunned.

Immediately, a little anger emerged.

Finally, he can be given what he should do as a father, and this man has to be deprived.

The girl stands at the wedding site, surrounded by branches and vines, which can provide shade from the sun, and has a romantic atmosphere that cannot be paralleled in the interior.

The man holds the girl on the stage at the wedding scene and covers the girl's lips.

Leng Quantian: "!! ”

They also have a wedding ceremony!

A blush appeared on Leng Quantian's face, but it was not good to push Jun Qiyan away in front of so many people.

Seeing this, Mu Beiliang and Leng ruthlessly in the audience blew their beards angrily and stared.

Mu Bei was cool because Jun Qiyan canceled his right to lead his daughter to power as a father.

Leng was ruthless, he didn't want Leng Quan to hand over to Jun Qiyan so quickly.

Although it is possible that the girl is simple, she has already been eaten by this man.

Girl too! It's so much!

He doesn't even have a girlfriend yet!

The man slowly let go of the girl, staring at Leng Quantian affectionately, his eyes and heart were full of doting on the girl.

The priest was about to take his vows when another helicopter stopped at the winery at the wedding site.

From inside the plane, more than a dozen people in black dressed in black came down.

Jun Nanqing immediately stood up.

Smash the field!?

Not only Jun Nanqing had this idea, but the Jun family and everyone present saw more than a dozen black-clothed Ran Fields, and they all had this idea.

Jun Qiyan looked towards the plane, his deep eyes narrowed dangerously, and a touch of coldness swept across it.

Immediately, the last person to get out of the car was a woman in a white dress with a gauze hat on her head.

Just looking at the woman's perfect chin and cherry red lips, it is not difficult to see that this woman is very beautiful.

"Bing'er ......"

The corners of the woman's mouth rose as if she were nothing, and she gently called out to Leng Quan.

“？？？” Leng Quantian looked dazed.

Bing'er?

When did she get such a name?

Leng Quan leaned over at the woman and asked uncertainly, "Are you calling me?" ”

The woman chuckled, "Aren't you cold-hearted?" ”

"I am! But you're ......."

Leng Quan looked at the woman in confusion.

She really couldn't remember the existence of this woman.

Leng Wuxin took off the white gauze hat on his head and stared at the lovely child on the wedding tire.

"I'm your mother!"

The girl slammed into her brain like a bolt of light, staring incredulously at the woman in the white dress.

Mother......

Isn't her mother dead!

The woman in front of her claims to be her mother!?

Jun Qiyan's deep eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the woman who had descended.

The woman took off the veil from her head, revealing a beautiful face.

Han Yemen and the people who had been by Leng Wuxin's side were particularly shocked when they saw the woman's face, and they couldn't help but stand up from the wedding scene.