At the end of the wedding, Nanzhi is pulled together by Nanwei industry to take a picture.
In front of the media, Nanwei industry should act as an image of loving father.
"Don't hold your face tight when Yao Yao offers you wine at the wedding party." On the way back to the hotel from the church, Nanwei industry gave Nanzhi a meal.
Looking at the cold face of Nanwei industry, Nanzhi feels sour.
Is this really his father?
After returning to the hotel, Nanyao changed into a set of big red dress. The skirt was very short and just covered her thighs. Although she was pregnant, the month was not big, her abdomen was flat and her figure was slim.
Nanyao and Fu shaoxiu respectively offered their parents wine. When it was Nanzhi's turn, Nanyao stopped Fu Shao and looked at Nanzhi with a smile. "Sister, I'm really happy that you can come to my wedding with brother shaoxiu."
Nanzhi looked at the hypocritical Nanyao, lightly hooked his lower lip, "congratulations."
Her words are sincere. She doesn't like Fu shaoxiu and Nan Yao. If they get married and have a good time, they may not come out to meet her again.
Nanyao drinks fruit juice, and Nanzhi touch the next cup, drink it all at once. She handed the cup to the bridesmaid behind her, smiled and held out her hands to Nanzhi, "sister, I want to pass on happiness to you, let's hold one!"
In full view of the public, Nanzhi can only play with Nanyao.
But based on her understanding of Nanyao, she took the initiative to hug her, which must be problematic.
As expected, in the moment of embracing, Nanzhi suddenly had a pain in her arm. It felt like she had been stabbed into the flesh and blood by a very thin and sharp long needle. The pain made her almost lose her thinking, and the conditioned reflex pushed Nanyao away.
"Ah --"
Nanyao is about to fall. Nanzhi seems to think of something in the lightning and Firestone room. She can't care about the pain. She quickly pulls Nanyao with her backhand.
Nanyao pupil eyes a shrink, want to break the hand of the South gardenia, South Gardenia but hold tightly.
In a noisy voice, suddenly I don't know which guest suddenly shouted, "ah, how does the bride bleed?"
"Blood, a lot of blood on the bride's legs..."
Nanyao is wearing a big red dress, so her skin is particularly white, and the red blood is winding along her thigh, which is striking and shocking.
The scene was in chaos.
Nan Yao's face turned white, her long lashes trembled. "Nan Zhi, you hurt me..." Before I finished speaking, I suddenly fainted.
When Fu shaoxiu saw the blood gushing from Nanyao's legs, he carried her into his arms in panic. "Call an ambulance, call an ambulance!" Then he gave Nanzhi a bad look.
Nanzhi stood in place, facing the guests' various eyes, her back was cold.
There was a bloody smell in the air. Nanyao was carried out of the banquet hall by Fu shaoxiu, and there was a small pool of blood on the ground.
Nanzhi frowned, a little shocked and inconceivable.
Does Nanyao hate her to this extent?
In order to frame her head, they used their own children?
No, Nan Yao just didn't fall down, why did she suddenly shed so much blood?
Nanzhi's brain is a bit disordered. She faintly feels that things are not so simple.
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In the car, Nan Yao wakes up. She is held in her arms by Fu shaoxiu, and follows Nan Weiye, "honey, Dad, I'm so hurt and scared..."
She really hurt. Her stomach seemed to be twisted with a sharp knife. Her hair was sweat on her face, even paler.
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