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Brother Wen Cheng! Brother Wen Cheng! It had been her nickname for him in the happiest years, and he had allowed her to call it that alone.

At that time, she was pure and innocent, and her heart was filled with only people she liked. She was always flitting around him like a butterfly, calling out to Wencheng's Brother Wen Cheng.

When he was annoyed with her, he would reach out and grab her, pressing her into his arms and kissing her fiercely for her mischief.

Thinking about it now, it really was … It was a bit bitter.

She just lay there stiffly on the bed, giggling and laughing while tears unconsciously flowed out of her eyes. Lin Wencheng, isn't it a little late to say that you're going to take me with you?

Two years ago, when she had grown up, he had expressed his feelings for her to his family, but had met with the unanimous opposition of his family. Actually, he did not need to say it, everyone knew what his thoughts were, but they all chose to remain silent.

Of course he was angry. He had guarded him for ten years, wholeheartedly preparing for their future, and at that time, she had just turned eighteen and was thinking that having someone in her family to love her was enough, so they decided to elope.

At that time, he had just graduated from university and was admitted to the Public Prosecutor's Office. His youth was about to begin, and she could not bear to see him give up all these things for her.

But he swore that without her, what would be the point of his life?

That night, it was the biggest snowfall in the city. Mu Yunhai, who was waiting for him at dock No. 8, had sent a resounding slap to the face, the mocking face of Mu Xiyan, and the unconscious him.

It was already three days later when she woke up. He, had already become her second brother-in-law, and the day after their arranged elopement, he and Mu Lingfeng held a grand wedding.

Overnight, she had gone from a close lover to a brother-in-law to a sister-in-law. She had become the laughingstock of the whole family, the most tragic tragedy.

Now, on the night before she was to be married, he had said these words to her, and she had suddenly recalled something that she had read before: This is the first time in many years that I have looked back on it.

She lay in bed for a long time without moving. The phone on her chest started to vibrate. It was a call from Lin Wen Cheng. He must have been waiting for her reply, so he called.

Wiping away the tears on her cheeks, she sat up on the bed with her phone. The moment she picked up the phone, Lin Wencheng's voice urgently entered her ears.

"Xiao Yan, did you see my text message?"

"En!"

She indifferently replied while leaning against the headboard. Lin Wencheng hurriedly asked,

"And your decision?"

"Brother Wen Cheng!"

She suddenly opened her mouth and called out to him. That long awaited address made Lin Wen Cheng's heart ache and panic. Then, he heard her somewhat hesitant voice.

"I am already one of his people, you … "Do you mind?"

On the other side, Lin Wen Cheng was silent for a while, before he softly said,

"Xiao Yan, I don't mind! No matter what happened between you and him, you will still be that flawless Xiao Ran in my heart! "

"But I do!"

His words were interrupted by her cold tone.

"I don't mind your filth! Because you touched that woman! "

She calmly reprimanded Lin Wen Cheng for breaking down abruptly. After marrying Mu Ling Feng for two years, he had only touched her once.

That time, he was drunk. Not only was he drunk, he was also drunk by Mu Lingfeng. In a trance, he treated Mu Lingfeng as her and made a mistake that he shouldn't have.

One could only blame Mu Lingfeng for wearing violet colored clothes that night. Moreover, he missed her too much, so he ended up making a huge mistake while he was in a daze. And she actually knew about this. It must have been Mu Lingfeng who had already leaked it to her.

While he was still in pain, her voice continued to sound indifferent.

"So, Brother Wen Cheng, I think you won't be able to erase this mark from your body no matter what, right?" "So I'm sorry, but I won't go with you!"

After she finished speaking, she decisively hung up and turned off her phone. Even if she didn't want to marry that person, she and Lin Wencheng wouldn't be able to return to the past.

The next day's wedding, there was no bridesmaid, no flower girl, no family and friends around her. She walked alone, proud and aloof, waving her long wedding dress, and sat in the luxurious wedding car that came to pick her up, her straight back proud as a queen.

Luo Xintong, Little Xuan, and the others couldn't come. She didn't want the ordinary status that she relied on to survive to be exposed. It should have been the most important thing in a woman's life, but she had married so lonely and desolate.

As soon as she stepped out of the Mu residence's door, a dazzling flash hit her in the face. All she could hear were all the curious screams of the reporters. She stiffened slightly, then quickened her steps. She lowered her head and walked towards the wedding car.

In the end, her wedding dress was covered with a white gauze, like a halo of light covering the top of her head.

Although it wasn't too thick, it still cleverly covered her face, making her feel even more mysterious, causing the reporter to stretch her neck out as it was still difficult to see her true face.

Sitting in the lengthened Rolls-Royce, she tilted her head and looked out at the blue sky. The May sun was less cold than it had been in the previous three or four months, but it didn't have the heat of summer either.

They were on their way to the church. She didn't believe in any religion, she didn't worship any celebrities, she only believed in herself.

She had no idea why he would hold a wedding in the church. Perhaps it had something to do with his religious beliefs. She just felt that in such a solemn place, it would be shameful to hold such a god-like wedding.

In the solemn and dignified church, a man, Luoluo, dressed in a black suit and a straight posture, stood in front of the church's divine altar. He was low-key and graceful, wise and steady.

A melodious wedding march sounded out. Mu Yunhai was holding onto Mu Yunji's arm as she appeared at the other end of the church. In her hand was the fragrant and pure white lily of a horse's hoof.

She walked towards him with steady steps. With a gentle breeze, she blew away the veil covering her face. The crowd watching the ceremony immediately let out a cry of surprise. The expressions on their faces changed in an unpredictable manner.

Gu Mo City stood far away from the stage, watching everything from afar. Liu Li's eyes narrowed slightly. He could only feel the shocked expression of the crowd, but he couldn't clearly see what had happened. He could only see her slim figure and the calm aura exuding from her body.

At this moment, he had the strange thought that perhaps only this brave and strong woman was worthy to stand beside him on this high altar, swear together before God, and then face the storms of life that lay ahead.

In a trance she was already in front of him. He quietly withdrew his thoughts, bent down, and elegantly extended his hand to her.

Mu Wenwen lowered his eyes to look at the pair of broad and thick palms. The lines on his palms were clear, just like his own. They were cold and sharp, causing her mind to be thrown into disorder.

To be honest, at this moment, she felt a faint sense of rejection. She suddenly felt panicked and wanted to escape.

She looked up blankly and saw the smile on his handsome face. It was as if the warm sunlight outside was shining on her anxious heart.

When their eyes met, she could clearly see the warning in his eyes. He was using his eyes to signal to her that she was no longer the one who needed to be held at this point. She needed to hold her hand, and she needed to hold it as well.