Zhuang Mingan looks coldly at Wen Zhiyuan who falls on the ground. He takes a deep breath to cover the obscure light of his eyes.

When he turned around again and looked down the stage, he straightened his collar and nodded apologetically, "I'm sorry to make you laugh.

I'll explain all the details later. Leng Yiyan, it's your turn! "

At the end of the speech, Zhuang Mingan stepped down from the ceremony.

He was nearly 50 years old, but he had to expose what he and Wen Zhiyuan had done in front of so many eyes.

It's so fuckin 'embarrassing!

However, he has no choice. This is the only way to prevent the destruction of the dealer.

That man, too cruel!

After Zhuang Mingan stepped down, Wen Zhiyuan, who was lying on the ground, covered his belly and raised his head difficultly.

She walked around and finally saw the white figure at the end of the banquet hall.

Her eyes were full again, and her lips were wriggling and murmuring, "brother Yan..."

As long as he believes in himself, it's useless for Zhuang Mingan to say anything!

Wen Zhiyuan constantly comforts herself and seems to find strength in it.

She awkwardly got up and tripped over the complicated skirt of her wedding dress several times.

Finally, she stood up straight and walked towards Leng Yiyan step by step. "Brother Yan, let's go..."

She didn't want to say anything, and the wedding didn't go on.

Don't want anything, just have him!

She staggered a few steps, a soft leg, almost fell.

At this time, Leng Yiyan had already stood in front of her. Wen Zhiyuan's eyes were scarlet. He reached out to him and said, "brother Yan, take me..."

Go anywhere!

Even if you are far away from home, even in the countryside, just don't face the embarrassing past here.

She regretted that if she had known that she could get married with Leng Yiyan, she would rather have done nothing at the beginning and become a second miss of the Wen family.

Wen Zhiyuan's last hope lies in Leng Yiyan.

She staggered to him again and couldn't help crying, "brother Yan, I..."

However, before she had finished her words, it was a cruel kick to greet her.

"Ah --"

Wen Zhiyuan never thought that Leng Yiyan's shining shoes would kick her abdomen so hard.

Blood such as spring, instantly dyed red that white wedding dress.

She was almost engulfed by the pain, lying on the ground, in front of bursts of black.

And Leng Yiyan's action also made everyone on the scene stand up.

What's going on?

It was clearly his own wedding, and now it has become such a scene.

Everyone can see how much strength he used in that kick.

At that time, Leng Yiyan ignored the eyes around him. He crouched in front of Wen Zhiyuan, lying on his back. His voice was calm, "do you love me?"

Wen Zhiyuan couldn't speak, but he didn't forget to nod heavily.

After a long time, she murmured, "brother Yan, I love you!"

What she said was hard, but very serious.

Hearing this, Leng Yi and Yan Sha nodded. He put out his hand and pressed it on her abdomen. "Are you willing to die for me?"

"Xiao Yan, don't talk nonsense!" This is the third brother-in-law's low voice.

They all find something wrong with Leng Yiyan, especially this sentence, which makes people jump.

What on earth is he going to do? Don't be impulsive. You have to pay for your life to kill!

At this time, Leng Yiyan inch by inch opened his eyes, tilted his head to Leng Yichi's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and said nothing.

A moment later, he slowly moved his eyes and settled on Wen Cheng's face. The bottom of his eyes was the deep feeling of attachment.

He said, "orange, after waiting so long, I can finally avenge you!"