With the veil on, it finally blocked that perfect face, and she was glad that she still had a veil to cover everything, her embarrassment, her sadness, and her love.

"Let's go, bride," Jiang Yao opened the door, and a cheerful wedding march sounded outside the door, not a wedding that everyone was looking forward to, but it was also a wedding.

Xia Ruoxin walked out, she picked out a wedding dress by herself, everything was done by herself, she didn't take wedding photos, she didn't try on dresses, and she didn't see him again.

Chu Jiang looked at the watch on his bowl, while his wife Song Wan looked out anxiously, "What do you say about this child, he is the one he wants to marry, and now he is not here, does he still want to get married, if there is no groom, how can this marriage be concluded?" ”

You can't let the daughter of the Xia family get married alone, right? What kind of marriage is this, both families are everyone, and this kind of thing must be in the headlines tomorrow.

"Don't worry, the law will be measured," Chu Jiang could only comfort his wife like this, but his eyes fell on the bride in the white wedding dress.

Hopefully, he was wrong.

Xia Ruoxin bit her lip tightly, everyone looked at her with too much sarcasm and disdain, standing here alone, there was no groom, nothing.

Minute by second, she breathed softly into the air, just showing a helpless smile, she believed that he would come, not because of love, but because, hate.

He hated her.

When all the guests were waiting impatiently, a man in a dark black suit walked in, he put one hand in his pocket, his tall and sturdy body was wrapped in an orthodox suit, his steps were powerful, his steps were steady, his facial features were as three-dimensional and perfect as carved out, his narrow eyes, cold expression, with a high nose bridge, some Westerner depth, and his slightly thin lips, pursed a ruthlessness.

And this man is definitely not suitable for laughing.

His sharp gaze stopped on the bride on the side, and the corners of his lips evoked a bloodthirsty smile, Xia Ruoxin.

And Chu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, he held his wife's hand, the two husbands and wives glanced at each other, but they both saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes, people are here, but they are still worried, their son, his temperament is too unpredictable.

Chu Lu strode over, the person was tall and long-legged, and it only took a few steps to walk to Xia Ruoxin's side, he looked down at the woman who only reached his shoulder, and took her hand.

Xia Ruoxin's fingers shook suddenly, and there was a sharp pain in her wrist, and the man's deep eyes were cast, and she already felt the coldness of her whole body.

He really hated her.

"Let's go, my bride," said in a voice that was not warm at all, not like a man who was about to get married.

Xia Ruoxin was almost dragged by him, she looked at the hands of the two people clasped together, and her fingers were already a little white.

Biting her lip, she didn't want to let out any screams of pain.

The high heels stepped on the red carpet, and suddenly, her feet crutched, and her body fell forward unsteadily, and Chu Lu let go of her hand at this time and let her fall forward.

With a bang, she fell down like this, the white wedding dress flew up, revealing the slender legs inside, and even the white silk panties could be vaguely seen, and the reporter next to her slapped her, she hurriedly pulled up her skirt, just feeling a kind of sadness of being insulted, but Chu Lu looked at her coldly and embarrassed, and the corners of her lips suddenly hooked up a touch of cold loneliness.