As the eldest son of the Li family, he can't decide his own marriage. Even if the old man wants him to marry a cat, he has to marry back, and he has to smile.
The wife was chosen by the old man.
To put it bluntly, a woman who died for political marriage is just a vase without soul.
Li juexi left the office in a hurry without even asking his name.
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After touring the German company for a few days and returning to England, Li juexi went to repair his prosthesis regularly.
"I heard that the young master is getting married. Congratulations."
Dr. dekken complimented as he nursed him.
"Thank you."
Li juexi looked down at his empty left sleeve and didn't touch it.
His left arm is a prosthetic.
Interrupted by his own father, no one believed what he said, but it was true.
Just because, he once disobeyed the old man.
The price is an arm.
Therefore, he can no longer violate the will of the old man to urge him to marry. He will do whatever the old man asks him to do. He has long been numb.
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With the prosthesis installed, Li juexi moved his left hand, slightly stiff. Dr. dekken and the hospital are the most advanced in the world, and the prosthesis can be made as if it were a fake.
But fake is fake.
He's disabled, and that can't be changed.
Congratulations on his marriage?
Ah, a noble lady who has a little thought of her own will not want to marry a disabled man. How happy is she?
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Soon, the wedding day came.
He stopped what he was doing from the headquarters of the consortium, put on a suit and went back to the Li family manor.
There are twice as many guards and guards in the manor as usual. The sound of gun salute is like thunder in front of the castle. The water spray in the fountain forms an arch. People come and go, and the guests flow constantly.
The driver opened the door and stepped on the ground. Unlike before, he looked down.
Red carpet.
A dazzling red.
It's really a happy day.
"Congratulations, young master."
"Young master, the guests have arrived. The lunch can begin."
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On the way from the car to the gate of the castle, congratulations were heard all the time. He agreed one by one with a smile and talked with the people around him.
After the salute, it was the performance of a well-known Symphony Orchestra.
It's brilliant everywhere.
A grand wedding.
The wedding photos at the stairs were well repaired. He didn't even take photos with his so-called wife. The wedding photos still looked very respectful.
Irony.
"Young master, hold the flowers."
Before pushing the door open, the maid handed a bunch of pale pink flowers to Li juexi and said with a smile, "granny is waiting for you inside."
Then the two maids opened the door politely.
White lilies with gossamer filled the bridal hall, the smell was pungent.
Li juexi frowned and stepped in. He didn't hear the noise of the bridesmaids. The whole hall was very quiet
It's not too hard to find his wife, because she's sitting on the palace sofa at the end of the 19th century.
She was wearing a red wedding dress that was off her shoulders. She just sat there straight and looked at the front calmly.
He stood there, holding flowers with one hand and looking up at her
The lilies around her are too white, which makes her red particularly delicate.
Her face is more beautiful than the picture.
Oh, the Romantic Symphony of wedding can really influence people.
His chest, unexpectedly violently jumped several times.