President Gao Leng's little wife

Lu Xiaoying didn't care about the astonished eyes of the people around her at all, but only had one thought in her mind: "Find him! Ask him!"

So many people passed by, but he was not there.

Holding her breath, she dragged her feet and rushed forward, as if she could see the tall and straight figure she was looking forward to in the next moment.

Ji Yunliang didn't know that she had come. He was in front of the pastor at the moment. In front of him was a woman with heavy makeup and a veil. She couldn't see her face clearly.

When he was in a trance, he had the illusion that it was Lu Xiaoying standing in front of him.

"Are you willing to marry this lady by your side? Regardless of poverty, high or low, life, old age, sickness and death, are you always willing to take care of her, cherish her, and love her by her side until the end of your life?"

The pastor held up the thick Bible in his hand, and recited the solemn oath.

His expression was dazed for a moment, and the woman on the opposite side was looking at him eagerly. He only felt a burst of disgust, and his face was so indifferent that he had no emotion. It didn't look like he was attending a wedding, but he seemed to be attending a funeral. Feel.

"I don't want to." Just as he wanted the pastor to skip this paragraph, he didn't want to say these words to other women, when he heard a familiar voice from far behind the crowd.

There was an uproar, and everyone looked back one after another, only to see a petite woman with a pale face standing there, she was staring at the man in the groom's suit.

"He doesn't want to." Lu Xiaoying said again firmly, took a step, and walked in slowly.

She was weak, and walked a little staggeringly. I haven't seen her for a few days. Ji Yunliang looked at her and couldn't help but rushed up to hug her, but he couldn't.

He could only clenched his fists desperately, suppressing the whistling impulse in his heart.

The well-tailored charcoal gray suit and the spotless Egyptian cotton linen white shirt made him taller than usual. A big red rose was dazzlingly inserted on the lapel of his suit, and there were a few hints of beauty in his beauty. Very wild.

He watched Lu Xiaoying slowly walking towards him, looking straight at her, he didn't expect her to appear here, the purpose of sending her away was to isolate the news.

He was also stunned, but just stared blankly at the little woman. Looking at it, she suddenly put on a white wedding dress, and was stepping on the bright red carpet, slowly walking towards him.

But the beauty was fleeting, when the little woman walked up to him, her expression was untroubled, but her innocent eyes were much darker, she looked at him, and asked in an emotionless voice: "Are you willing? marry her?"

She stared at him closely, trying to find a trace of hesitation on his face.

He had a cold face, but the look in his eyes was extremely painful, the hand under the cuff was already bruised, he didn't look at her, he didn't speak, but he used all the strength in his body to force himself to hold the bride hands.

His hand froze uncontrollably in mid-air, but the bride on the opposite side stretched out her hand, held his hand that was stopped in mid-air, and looked at her provocatively.

"Scumbag!" With such an attitude, the bottomless pit in her heart has been opened, and she sucked her whole body in with a roar.

There was neither sadness nor anger on her face, she just glanced at the clenched hands of the two, and said something coldly.

Xia Yuluo rushed over and supported Lu Xiaoying. Seeing Ji Yunliang like this, she was also furious.

"Forget it, Yuluo, why bother to hate someone who has nothing to do with you." Ji Yunliang was a little taken aback by Lu Xiaoying's flat voice.

She took La Xia Yuluo's hand, turned around and walked out.