Beijing, a wealthy news: The news that Qiao's daughter is about to get married has spread throughout the wealthy circle.

All of a sudden, countless people congratulated one after another.

The wedding will be held at the Jingcheng Hotel.

Qiao Qingyi wore a beautiful white wedding dress, stood in front of the mirror, looked at the delicate face in the mirror, and smiled slightly.

The bride is always the most beautiful.

"Sister, you're getting married today, you must be happy." The younger sister wore a bridesmaid costume and happily congratulated Qiao Qingyi.

Today's Xu Ruofeng has changed his account.

The name on the account is Qiao Qingfeng.

The surname is Qiao, and it is light. Since then, it has nothing to do with Xu Ruofeng's past name.

The people of the wealthy families only guessed that this Qiao Qingfeng was the second lady of Qiao's illegitimate daughter, and there was no way to know the rest.

At the wedding, there was a bustle, five or six exquisite six-layer blue-purple starry sky cakes were placed, and waiters pushed exquisite snacks.

On the grand wedding stage, the wedding master of ceremonies said the opening remarks of the wedding.

Under the gaze of everyone, the door slowly opened.

In the midst of an exclamation, the stunning woman in a white fluffy wedding dress walked slowly. Amazing, exclaimed, her facial features and temperament are natural, beautiful, and beautiful. Stunning.

Qiao Heguang helped his daughter and walked slowly.

There have been too many difficulties along the way, but no matter what, until now, at least everything is complete, so good.

The groom was dressed in a black suit, his face was handsome, his eyes were like stars, and his smile was like a dazzling brilliance, he looked at the woman who was gradually walking towards him, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Qiao Heguang handed Qiao Qingyi to him, and said seriously: "She, I'll leave it to you." ”

"I'll take good care of her." Xu Mobai smiled softly, held Qiao Qingyi's hand, and slowly walked towards the wedding hall.

"Mr. Xu, no matter whether you are poor, rich or rich, you will never give up, are you willing to marry Miss Qiao next to you?"

"I do."

No matter the ups and downs, he has to hold the woman next to him tightly and never give up.

"Miss Qiao, no matter whether you are poor or rich, you will never give up, are you willing to marry Mr. Xu by your side?"

"I do."

Forever and ever, they will be together, never abandoned.

During the wedding, the beautiful bride and the handsome groom wrote a beautiful love world.

The rain of pink flowers falls, forming a beautiful world of flowers.

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Time after year, happy life day after day.

Outside the delivery room of the hospital, the family is looking forward to it.

"It's been an hour since the light clothes went in, why haven't you come out yet?" Xu Mobai went back and forth, feeling that time was so slow for the first time.

Qiao Qingfeng said silently: "Brother, you shook my head so much that I was about to faint." ”

The next second, the doctor opened the door and came out, and said with a smile: "It's good news, your wife has given birth to a son and a daughter." ”

The family immediately burst into smiles and delight.

——About the child's name——

Xu Mobai looked at these two beautiful little guys and said with a smile: "In your opinion, what should be the name?" ”

"You get up and see?" Joe was lying on the bed and looking at him with a smile.

"It's better to be called Xu Baiqi, Xu Qimo."

Qiao Qingyi's face darkened.

School idiot, end of semester??

She gritted her teeth and said, "No! Think again! ”

Xu Mobai thought for a moment.

"Think better." Qiao Qingyi said viciously.

Xu Mobai held her hand and said with a smile: "It's called, "never leave". ”

"Never leave?" Qiao Qingyi was slightly stunned.

Xu Mobai nodded: "Never give up, may they be like us, never give up, and love each other." ”

"Xu will not leave, Xu will not give up." Qiao Qingyi whispered these two names, and suddenly smiled, "Very good, these two names, very good." ”

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The story of light clothes and ink is over, and the story of never leaving has just begun......

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