Chapter 266

"It doesn't matter." Qiao runzhe just smile, just a dress.

"I'd better give it back to you. If it gets dirty again, it won't be good." Song Xiaoya said, anyway, there is heating in the hall, and she doesn't feel cold.

Seeing her insistence, Qiao runzhe didn't say anything more and took over the clothes.

At this time, a waiter came, "Miss Song, the bride asked you to come over."

"OK, I'll be right there." Song Xiaoya nodded, then said to Qiao runzhe with embarrassment, "sister Milan told me to go, I'll go first."

"OK, I'll see you later." Qiao runzhe nodded and gave her a smile.

Song Xiaoya turns around and leaves with the waiter.

In the hotel room of the resort.

Milan has put on a plain white wedding dress, face also put on makeup, holding a bunch of flowers, some excited waiting for the start of the wedding.

"Sister Milan, how are you feeling?" Song Xiaoya came over and asked her.

"Xiaoya, I'm a little nervous all of a sudden. What should I do?" Milan some excitedly holding the bouquet, asked song Xiaoya.

She has always been cool face, at this time is all nervous expression, before shooting so many plays, participated in so many programs, never so nervous.

"It's OK. You can relax. My brother is with you. There's nothing to be afraid of." Song Xiaoya smiles and comforts her.

"I feel like I'm dreaming. I've dreamt of marrying Tianyu for countless times. It's coming true in a few days." Milan said with emotion.

No one knows how hard she has been waiting for this day.

Make her feel like a dream, some illusory.

"My brother is probably more nervous now than you are." Looking at Milan's tense appearance, song Xiaoya feels funny and begins to joke with her.

"Xiaoya, please help me to have a look. Can I do this now?" Milan hold the bouquet nervously, then smile.

"Of course, it must be so beautiful that my brother will be silly when he looks at it." Song Xiaoya covered her lips with a smile.

"Xiaoya, you can't make fun of me." Milan are embarrassed to be teased by ya.

After chatting with Milan for a while, song Xiaoya felt that strange feeling appeared again. She always felt that there was a familiar sight, staring at her all the time, but she didn't know where it was.

She looked around, in addition to the staff, there are some guests to attend the wedding, found no suspicious people.

Finally, she pressed her head helplessly. Maybe she was pregnant recently, so she had hallucinations.

As soon as she came out of the room in Milan, before two steps, a waiter came to her with a lady's shawl. "Miss, this is for you."

Song Xiaoya was stunned, "why give it to me?"

"A gentleman asked me to send it to you." The waiter returned.

"Is it Qiao runzhe?" Asked song Xiaoya.

Besides her family, she can only think of Qiao runzhe.

"No, the gentleman has left." After the waiter gave her the things, he turned and left.

The light blue shawl on her hand was almost the same color as the dress on her body. It just matched, and it just covered the scene before the murder.

After putting on the shawl, song Xiaoya feels more comfortable.

The wedding didn't begin until noon.

Inside the luxurious hall, on both sides of the long red carpet, are full of guests coming to the wedding.

Song Xiaoya sits with her parents, waiting for the bridegroom and bride to enter.

Song Tianyu, wearing a white suit, appeared at the door of the hall. Then Milan appeared with her father in her arms.

After the meeting, song Tianyu holds Milan's hand, and the two people look at each other and walk to the end of the red carpet together. Song Xiaoya is next to him, holding his mobile phone and taking pictures.

After the oath was read out, the high Chao part of the wedding finally came, and even individuals exchanged rings.

Song Tianyu's movements are a little stiff. He is very nervous now.

Milan is also a man with a quick mind, holding out his hands and looking forward to him.

Finally, he put on the ring for her.

"It's my turn." Milan smiles and puts on the ring for song Tianyu.

Song Tianyu hugs Milan and they kiss each other.

Looking at their happy appearance, song Xiaoya began to envy again. She looked down at the photos just taken in her mobile phone.

However, when she saw one of the photos, her expression suddenly solidified, and then showed a shocked expression. She saw a familiar figure in the background crowd - Jiang Beichen!

It's Jiang Beichen! Although

is as like as two peas and only a little sideways, the picture is not very clear, but the figure of the man is almost the same as that of ginger Beichen.Song Xiaoya rubbed her eyes and thought that she was dazzled.

How could he be here?

He has promised to let her go and has not contacted her for nearly two months.

Song Xiaoya suddenly stood up, and then looked at the position in the photo, but did not see the figure.

Song Xiaoya clenched her teeth, then went through the crowd and ran out of the hall alone.

She didn't find anyone nearby except the waiters in and out.

Song Xiaoya is still a little reluctant, and she doesn't know why. She always feels that Jiang Beichen is nearby, watching her from a certain position beside her.

Just as she was looking for a figure, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind her, "are you looking for someone?"

It's Qiao runzhe's voice. Song Xiaoya stops and turns around. Qiao runzhe also followed her out of the hall, standing a few meters away from him, looking at her with very caring eyes.

"Nothing. It seems that I saw an acquaintance, so I came out to have a look. Maybe I was wrong." Song Xiaoya pretends not to care.

She and Jiang Beichen are now what relationship, she does not know.

It's not a relationship between husband and wife, it's not a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, but she has his baby in her stomach.

"What acquaintance? I'll help you find it. " Qiao runzhe is also curious about what she said.

"Don't look for it. Maybe I read it wrong. Let's go back." Song Xiaoya smiles and walks into the hall.

"Well, I'll go back with you." Qiao runzhe nodded.

"By the way, Qiao runzhe, did you ask someone to give me this shawl?" Song Xiaoya takes two steps forward and suddenly thinks about it. She points to her shawl and asks Qiao runzhe.

She had asked her family just now, and they all said they didn't send it.