Haicheng, the cold wind of winter swept by.

In the splendid auditorium, a large band played the wedding march in a grand manner.

On the other end of the red carpet, a couple walked hand in hand.

Flowers, red carpets, music, and the wedding atmosphere are particularly beautiful and romantic.

It's a pity that this is a second marriage.

In winter, the indoor heating is turned on sufficiently. Liang Qian still felt very cold.

Liang Qian lowered his head, his knuckles turned white from his hard grip, and he bit his diamond-shaped lip flap tightly, and stood in the last row of the crowd forbearingly.

The laughter of the guests, the singing of the band, but she couldn't hear anything as if she were deaf. Just quietly staring at the woman on the red carpet in a haute couture white wedding dress.

She has delicate makeup, bright and beautiful facial features, and smiles to show her smooth teeth. There were almost no traces of age on her face, and no one could tell that she was nearly forty years old, and she was still a graceful beauty.

That's her stepmother.

Liang Qian clearly remembers a week ago, when her father told her that she was going to get married at lunch. The voice exploded in Liang Qian's ears unexpectedly-

"Shallow, Dad and your Aunt Wen are going to remarry."

For a moment, Liang Qian didn't even feel that she knew what this sentence meant, she knew every word, but it was so difficult to understand together.

Remarry?

The air conditioner in the room was very hot, but she was like falling into an ice cellar.

Didn't Mom just pass away? Mom has only been gone for three months!

Liang Qian felt cold in her hands and feet at that moment, hoping that she had misunderstood, or that it was a nightmare that she would not see when she woke up. The anger in her heart was irrepressible, and she almost screamed angrily.

Mom's bones are not cold, does Dad just don't take Mom to heart?

At that time, she was hysterical and strongly opposed, and even ran to her grandparents to help persuade her father to dispel the idea of remarrying.

Liang Qian's mother had a very good relationship with her grandmother when she was alive, just like her own mother and daughter, and her grandmother also told outsiders that her mother was closer than his own daughter. Liang Qian is the only girl in the family, grandparents, uncles and aunts, all hold her in their hands and follow her everywhere.

She had no reason to think that everyone would persuade her father together, but reality slapped Liang Qian hard.

Liang Qian was the last person to know the news of her father's remarriage, and no one in the family objected to her remarriage.

Grandma put her arm around Liang Qian's shoulders and told her gently, "Qianqian, you have to consider your father's feelings, your father is still young, even if he remarries, she will always be your real father, and no one will treat you better than her......"

"No, no, grandma, how can Dad remarry? How sad will my mother be......" Liang Qian sobbed and retorted, but was interrupted by his grandfather standing up with a tiger face: "Liang Qian, your mother is dead!" ”

Liang Qian looked around in shock, grandma, uncles and aunts, none of them spoke up, and none of them refuted.

But isn't it only three months?

Why did they accept the fact of their mother's death so calmly in just three months? How can a man be so cold-blooded?

"So what do I do? Father? ”

Liang Qianyin tried his best not to let his voice tremble, and he didn't raise his head, but tears fell on the floor one by one.

Liang Mingyi answered, Liang Qian's ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear what her father was saying. I could only look up at the corners of my father's mouth opening and closing, very calm and indifferent.

Her heart suddenly cooled inch by inch.

"You also know the other party, Liang Qian, it's your Aunt Wen, and you will have a sister in the future......"

"I won't bless you."

Liang Qian's eyes were red, and she shouted with all her strength and stared at her father's eyes, word by word.