When she married Mo Jiyan, the old priest asked the same question.

At that time, he did not hesitate to answer, yes.

And at this moment—

"I do!"

Chu looked at the stage with trembling eyes slightly, only to see the figure standing on the wall slowly bent down, took the hand of the woman in front of him, and slowly printed a kiss.

Chu Weiwei's ten fingers were tightly intertwined, and his joints turned pale......

She sat on the bench and felt a warm sting in the corner of her eye.

The world was full of laughter, and at this moment, Chu Weiwei just wanted to leave this place that was a nightmare for her.

But she can't, isn't the purpose of Mo Jiyan using Satsuki as bait to let her come to the wedding?

After a series of ceremonies, a group of unmarried women stepped forward to grab the flower balls.

Chu Weiwei sat quietly in the corner, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes without moving.

This wedding seems to be extraordinarily lively, and the Mo family invited all the famous nobles in City A.

After the bride and groom dance, it's time to dance freely.

The child in Shen Chuyi's belly is only more than three months old, and she is petite and thin, so everyone can't see that she is pregnant.

Mo Mu was afraid that Shen Chuyi would be tired, so she helped her to rest.

Chu Weiwei went to the bathroom to make up for it, and in order to hide her pale face, she deliberately drew a slightly thick makeup, especially her red lips, which were particularly eye-catching.

When I returned to the hall, I found the figure of Mo Jiyan at a glance.

He was toasting from guest to guest, a satisfied smile on his evil face.

Chu took a deep breath slightly, his ten fingers tightly intertwined, and walked towards him.

Mo Jiyan didn't seem to notice her until she approached and called out to 'Mr. Mo' distantly and politely, and he turned his head.

A pair of phoenix eyes that swept towards Chu Weiwei were filled with banter and provocation, "I thought you didn't come." ”

Chu Weiwei stretched out his hand to stroke the broken hair in his ear, and when he looked at Mo Jiyan, his bright black eyes were full of a gentle smile that looked forward to it.

The bright red lipstick makes her face particularly delicate, and there are countless dazzling lights between her smile and smile.

"How can you not come after receiving the invitation?"

Chu Weiwei really didn't want to stay alone with him, she just wanted to go straight to the topic and ask him when he would see his daughter.

But the man didn't seem to remember this incident at all, and smiled at her politely, "Miss Chu is casual, I'll go and entertain a few friends first." ”

As soon as Mo Jiyan turned around, he saw Shen Chuyi, who was walking towards him in a snow-white wedding dress.

Mo Jiyan frowned, he wanted to bypass Shen Chuyi and leave, but he didn't want Chu Wei to take two steps forward and open his mouth.

"Miss Shen, you are so beautiful today."

To Mo Jiyan's ears, she seemed to be praising Shen Chuyi sincerely.

"Thank you Miss Chu for the compliment."

Shen Chuyi stretched out his hand to hold Mo Jiyan's arm, raised his head and pouted at the handsome man in front of him, coquettishly, "Yan, will you go with me to rest?" ”

“…… Good. Mo Jiyan wanted to refuse, but what he said was a 'good' word with deep affection.

Chu raised his eyes slightly, pretending to look around as casually as possible.

Only she knew that what overflowed from her eyes was sorrow, yes, sorrow.

With sorrow, it pierces people's hearts.

Her fingers trembled as she reached for something from her pocket and held it up.

"Mr. Mo, I'm here to return things today."

Lying in the palm of her hand is a small, delicate box with a traditional style.

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