Chapter 402

Late at night, after a night of obsession, she finally fell asleep.

Ling Han stroked her cheek, brushed her hair back, and looked at this face, which was very different from before. It was beautiful, but only when he closed his eyes could he see a little docile.

A touch of sadness crossed his eyes.

Recalling those years, I did too little for her and hurt her too much.

Gu Sinian's warning echoed in his ears, and the beating of reality tore his heart.

He once felt that she and her mother owed him. Jiang Meilan destroyed wenqingwan, his home, and the most unrequited person who loved him in the world. Before he could find the culprit to collect money, he found that the culprit had gone deep into the Loess and became a handful of ashes.

So he took it for granted that the mother owed the woman, and he was naturally paranoid, blaming all the faults on ye Huanyan.

But then he gradually realized that she didn't know about those things.

Later, he knew more. She was not even Jiang Meilan's daughter at all.

So the revenge that he was full of resentment five years ago now seems to be a joke, and he is ashamed.

But when he wanted to make up for it, he found there was nothing he could do.

She was reborn. She had a prominent family background, her parents and brothers who loved her, her friends in groups, her career was booming, and even her children.

She doesn't need him, or just occasionally, physically.

No one in the world is more qualified to say that she doesn't need to get married.

Marriage is a shackle and a burden to her.

The sky is high and birds fly. Why?

And there is really not much you can do.

So since there is something in front of him that he can do, how can he not do it? At least he can exchange a little peace of mind.

His hand crossed the smooth lines on her back, made her shiver, slowly opened her eyes, and muttered, "HMM... no, well, I'm sleepy."

He didn't have this intention at first, and his mind was completely disturbed by her clever and coquettish tone. He suddenly felt the abnormality of his body, rolled up, lifted her waist, and bowed in.

Ye Huanyan was so 'attacked' in his sleepy sleep that he couldn't help humming in pain, and with dissatisfaction, he stretched out his hand behind him and waved it casually, "don't..."

I haven't drunk yet, and I'm also coquettish in speaking, which makes me feel lazy and confused.

That shot didn't hit Ling Han's restless hand, but hit her very upturned hip. She followed with a cry, like a frightened little beast, and some parts of her body contracted for a while.

Ling Han was squeezed out with a stuffy hum, and almost couldn't help but end ahead of schedule.

She tilted high in front of her hips and printed fingerprints, gradually showing a pink color, and his eyes gradually became red with the pink luster, and the movement under her body couldn't help accelerating.

A big bed then creaked, "HMM... ah... Ah..."

Ye Huanyan's arms are propped on the pillow, feeling the high-frequency friction behind him, and sending out charming hoarse groans with his actions.

Ling Han shouted her name as he accelerated. His voice was hoarse and charming, "Yan Yan... Yan Yan..."

Ye Huanyan was drunk and tired. He let him toss himself around and flatten himself. Her brain was awake for a while and then began to be in a trance.

After a night of indulgence, it was daybreak when I woke up, and there was no one around me.

His smooth white arm stretched out from the quilt and touched the mobile phone at the head of the bed. He glanced lazily at the time, and then tossed down from the bed in the next second, "damn..."

Ye Huanyan got up, washed and changed clothes as quickly as possible, and then rushed to the wedding scene.

The hotel is very close to the suburban church, which is also for the convenience of the wedding.

According to the wedding process, the bride and groom will go to the airport for their honeymoon directly after the wedding and will not return to the hotel.

That's why ye Huanyan felt that he really deserved to oversleep today.

On the way there, she thought of what happened to her last night when she ran to the door of Linghan house by magic, and blush.

In the church, Ling Han didn't take the wedding seriously, so there were only a few relatives and friends here symbolically, but Gu duo's side was ridiculously crowded. Except that none of the family members were present, her cousins and sisters in her own side filled the church.

In the dressing room, Gu duo's biological mother Wenlan was directing several stylists to arrange her wedding dress, and her eyes were red.

"What are you crying about? It's a great day."

Next to him was Gu duo's biological father, who was in his early fifties, wearing a straight suit, but he had been frowning with a very rigid and serious expression, "can't I be happy that my daughter is married?"

Wen Lan glanced at him and scolded with a crying voice, "would it have taken so many years if you hadn't had to send the child to the family? If you hadn't found this son-in-law, your daughter would have been ruined in your life."

Gu's father glared at her unhappily, "what do you know? If it weren't for her daughter's taking care of the family these years, you think our family can do so smoothly? If it weren't for taking care of the family, would I make enough money for you to buy those messy jewelry brand-name bags?"

Wen Lan was roared by him. For a moment, she couldn't find a refutation, and turned to her daughter, "don't listen to your father's nonsense. No one loves you more than your mother. I hope you have a better environment when I sent you away..."

"Come on, don't be hypocritical," Gu duo listened to their quarrels and nagging and even shirking their responsibilities for too long. She was numb. Parents didn't look like parents. She expected her daughter to look like a daughter. She sneered at this,

"Go out. I want to be quiet myself. I'll go out myself when the time comes."

The husband and wife were stunned when they heard their daughter speak in such a cold tone, especially Wen Lan, who was a little angry in her eyes, and hurriedly pulled her husband out who was about to get angry.

After they left, Gu duo stood up and let several stylists in the dressing room go out. Then he walked to the window alone, his eyes clear.

Are there really any of these people who wish themselves well?

A smile rose from the corners of her mouth, making a mockery of herself.

It's almost time. Someone knocked outside,

"Miss Gu, it's time to enter. The ceremony is about to begin."

The snow-white skirt fell step by step on the revolving stairs. She took her father's arm and walked towards her bridegroom step by step in the tune of the wedding march.

For her, it used to be something worth looking forward to.

When she was young, she thought she was looking forward to the wedding. Later, after she really experienced a wedding, she found that what she was looking forward to was actually the person standing in the middle of the red carpet waiting for her.

Not the person five years ago, nor the person now.