"Mr. Feng Ziyang, are you willing to marry Ms. Zheng Kexin? Rich or poor, healthy or sick, always love her......"

The groom was about to say "I do" when the wedding march came to an abrupt end.

The big screen suddenly went black, and when it was lit up again, the original loving photos of the bride and groom became intimate photos of the bride wandering between different men, and a few of them were simply unsightly.

In an instant, the guests were in an uproar, as if the pot had exploded.

The bride angrily calls for the screen to be turned off, trying to grab the groom's hand to explain. The bridegroom shook off the hand in disgust, grabbed her slender neck, and asked something in a depraved voice.

The bride was pinched to the point that her face turned purple, and if someone hadn't pulled the groom away before she could breathe, the happy event would have turned into a funeral.

As soon as the groom let go, the bride fell to the ground like a broken shoe, and her delicate makeup was ruined. She hugged the groom's leg without giving up, and all she got in exchange was a roar: "Get out!" Don't let me see you again! ”

The groom with a blue face walked off the wedding stage and gritted his teeth with hatred: "Quickly find out who is doing the ghost!" Lao Tzu killed him! ”

Fang Yishui, who was standing behind the scenes, looked at all this with cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth floated with indifferent contempt.

What was the most powerful blow to the mistress? At her happiest and most anticipated moment, destroy her dream of a wealthy family.

This three is the bride Zheng Kexin, and her three are not Fang Yishui, but Fang Yishui's parents.

Fang Yishui's mother committed suicide three years ago, and it wasn't until half a year ago when she was packing up her belongings that she found the diary written by her mother before her death, and then she learned that her father had cheated on Zheng Kexin a long time ago. Her mother was tortured with depression, and the scars of self-harm were all over her body......

Fang Yishui closed his eyes, not daring to imagine his mother's days when no one was a ghost or a ghost, and murmured in his mouth: "Mom, I will take the slut, you can rest in peace." ”

When she opened her eyes again, she deliberately showed the same look of surprise as the people around her, drowning herself in the crowd.

Just as she was about to take advantage of the chaos to leave the scene, the staff who ran over next to her accidentally hit her.

She instinctively waved her hand, trying to grab what she could hold onto.

With a muffled snort of "uh", she pulled the tie of the man in front of her, but at this time, she didn't know who tripped over again, she couldn't stabilize her center of gravity at all, and fell on the man in embarrassment.

Feng Beiling, who was pressed to the ground, burst into the blue tendons on his forehead. He clenched his teeth, and an indescribable pain came from beneath him.

In order to take revenge, Fang Yishui lurked at Xiangyue's wedding for a month. During work, she deliberately wears heavy makeup to hide her true appearance, and today is no exception.

When she got up from Feng Beiling, she was embarrassed, because her foundation face was actually printed in the center of his black trousers.

After calming down until now, her face quickly became hot, and it burned to the root of her ears.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......" Fang Yishui lowered his head in embarrassment, twisted his fingers, and looked helpless, but his eyes were gurgling and trying to find a way out.

After waiting for a few seconds without hearing his response, she looked up cautiously and glanced quickly with frightened eyes.

Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan, she has no time to spend here.

Feng Beiling was about to have a seizure with his eyes thin, and after suddenly seeing her face clearly, he was shocked: "What is your name......"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yishui continued to mumble "I'm sorry" and quickly squeezed into the crowd.

Feng Beiling couldn't care about his embarrassment at this time, and wanted to chase after him when he got up. But by the time he pushed away the people in front of him, she was gone.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and panted slightly: "Call up all the surveillance videos, I'm going to watch them now!" ”