Chapter 749

Fu Yan and Winnie's wedding was successfully held in Yan Sheng's church. The wedding guests are rich or expensive.

Qiao Yanli sat at the guest table and watched his good brother marry a woman he didn't love for him. He was filled with emotion and guilt. In this life, he really owes Fu Yan a lot. When he was a child, if it wasn't for Fu Yan, he didn't know how many times he died.

What he hopes most is that Fu Yan can be happy, but can he still be happy under such circumstances?

The sacred music sounded, the tall bridegroom was waiting at that end, and the bride took her father's hand and walked slowly onto the red carpet.

The bride is wearing a special and gorgeous white wedding dress. Although she still looks fat, she is still the most conspicuous bride today.

After they finished the procedure, they exchanged rings. The bridegroom's eyes were empty and he kissed the bride's cheek in a trance.

The bride, slowly showing a shallow smile, a pair of glazed eyes, such as clear and clean streams.

After the ceremony, Qiao Yanli talked to the old man and the old lady, and then he was alone in yuewan island to relax.

Unknowingly, the farther we go, the night comes.

Not far away, there seems to be an activity. A bonfire rises. The surrounding residents come out to watch the excitement. A group of young people sing and dance around the bonfire.

The old lady called and asked where he was, then hung up.

Qiao Yanli's hands are in his trousers pocket. The cool wind at night blows the broken hair on his forehead. He has a deep outline and delicate facial features, which has attracted many people's attention along the way.

In front, there is a couple running by the sea. The woman picks up shells, and the man makes trouble behind. They water her. They look sweet and happy.

"Uncle, I'll send you a wreath." A six or seven-year-old girl suddenly ran over.

Looking at Qiao Yan's cold face, why did she leave me

"Because the sister who sells the wreath said, you look very sad. She is going to give you the last wreath of the evening."

Qiao Yanli took the wreath and looked at the little girl's finger. Night, a delicate figure, carrying a garland of Lou son, is a jump away.

Qiao Yanli saw the delicate figure of his back, his dark pupils suddenly shrank. A familiar feeling suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart.

He quickly straightened up, in the eyes of the little girl surprised, toward the girl with the bamboo Lou to chase.

However, he was still slow. The woman left quickly in the speedboat.

Qiao Yanli didn't see the woman's appearance, but the figure really made him feel that it was Xia Yanxi that he missed so much.

"Uncle, do you want to catch up with sister huaxianzi and buy another wreath?" The little girl came after her. She blinked her grape like black eyes and asked suspiciously.

Qiao Yan pointed to the boat with trembling fingers, "what's the name of sister huaxianzi? Where does she live? Do you come every day? "

The little girl pursed her pink mouth, "uncle, you ask so many questions all at once, which one do I want to answer you?"

Qiao Yanli squatted down, deep eyes, and the little girl's level, "you answer one by one, first tell me, what's her name?"

"I only know that everyone calls her sister huaxianzi."

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