as expected.
Ji Qinglin came in a while, and also saw the lively scene in front of him that made people blush and heartbeat.
The girl was lying on the bed with some quilts covering her body. She was lying on her side facing the wall, revealing a snow-white neck, like a damaged flower, fragile and beautiful.
Feel someone coming.
Fu Yue sat up, looked in Ji Qinglin's direction, and the quilt on her body fell off.
Ji Qinglin's pupils shrank.
"you… "
Fu Yue sneered.
Acted just like the real thing.
Before Ji Qinglin could say anything, Fu Yue had already said, "Don't ask, it's what you saw, I, Hong Xing, betrayed you."
Saying that, Fu Yue raised his hand and rubbed his sore neck. When he said this, Fu Yue was watching Ji Qinglin's reaction from the corner of his eye.
Her skin is really fair, once bumped and touched, the scars will look particularly shocking.
Ji Qinglin: "..."
Gu Youning came to restrain him.
Fortunately, he didn't have a heart disease, otherwise he would be pissed off by this woman sooner or later.
Fu Yue looked at Ji Qinglin and smiled "gently" at her.
"It's okay, you won't have another chance in the future."
Ji Qinglin put the thing in his hand on Fu Yue's bedside, and said, "Put it on. Today, we will worship."
Fu Yue's eyes fell on the wedding dress, and her brows furrowed indistinctly.
The workmanship of the wedding dress is exquisite, and it can be seen that the people who prepared it took a lot of thought.
"Girl, whether you want to marry or not, you will only be my wife in this life."
There was a bit of gloom on the man's pretty face.
He suddenly figured it out.
Since you can't get her heart, it's good for those who get her.
Even if the price is to break her wings, as long as he can keep her by his side forever.
That's enough.
Even by all means.
…
It was Ji Qinglin who helped her pull back her hair.
The beautiful face reflected in the bronze mirror has light makeup on, red lips lightly rouged.
"It's beautiful."
Fu Yue felt the man touch her hair.
Ji Qinglin turned around and went out. He raised his hand to let the maid outside in, and said in a deep voice: "Take Madam to the wedding hall in a while."
Fu Yue was actually quite curious about what the hell this man was up to today.
It will be auspicious time soon.
Fu Yue covered her head with a red hijab, was helped out by two maids, took a sedan chair and walked around the outside twice, and the etiquette of getting married was not lost.
Finally, Chuichuida reached the banquet hall.
The mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and red silk is everywhere, and even the cat that lives in the mansion has a big red flower on its head.
Fu Yue was always covered with a red hijab, and she couldn't see the situation outside clearly, holding a piece of red silk in her hand.
Suddenly, she felt someone pulling the other end of the red silk.
Fu Yue raised her eyebrows.
Is it Ji Qinglin
Because she was wearing a red hijab, Fu Yue almost tripped without paying attention, but fortunately, the man next to her quickly held her arm.
After Fu Yue stood still, the man hastily let go of his hand, as if he couldn't avoid it.
It's not disgusting, it's like she's afraid of any contact with her, like she's some kind of scourge.
Fu Yue: "...??"
How strange is this man.
etc.
Fu Yue narrowed her eyes, and there was a bit of suspicion in her eyes.
Is the person standing in front of her Ji Qinglin
The answer is obvious, judging by this person's reaction, it's obviously not Ji Qinglin.