V2.Chapter 257

Bai Li disappeared with Rong Jian.

"Brother, do you think Baili is also......

when he heard Hua feiruo's words, he never dared to guess the whereabouts of Bai Li. He has already owed Bai Li a pair of eyes. Now that Bai Li's whereabouts are unknown, does he owe Bai Li another life?

It's just that if Bai Li is still alive, he can't go back to Rong's house, unless he can't come back at all...

"if not, please go back to the third uncle. I can solve the problems here by myself."

Since the explosion, Yi Yi once tried to persuade Hua Fei to return to Hua Yunrong's side. Hua Yunrong seldom comes back after transferring her career to foreign countries.

In recent years, he has developed very well in foreign countries. He doesn't want huafeiruo to stay with him. He doesn't want huafeiruo to become the second white house.

"Brother, I don't want to. I'll stay here and help you find out."

If Hua Fei knows that this matter has become an easy knot in his heart, and now Baili is not here, easy side in addition to a cold morning can be used, also left him.

So he won't leave at this time.

Easy now really needs a person around him to help him, so he doesn't force Hua feiruo. It's gratifying to see Hua feiruo grow up little by little.

After that day's event, although everyone didn't say much, everyone changed because of this incident.

Sometimes growth is full of helplessness and injury, but it can not be avoided.

Nan Wenjing helps Lu Yilan sort out the list of invited guests at home. Seeing that Yi Yi is also on his father's list, he is slightly stunned and thoughtful.

"Mom, we have never had any contact with the Rong family. This time, we don't have to invite the Rong family."

Lu Yilan fiddled with the invitation cards on her hands, and the housekeeper sent many forms of invitation cards, which she had not yet selected.

"It's your father's list. He should have his intention. Anyway, the Rong family also has a big place in Dongfeng. It's better to invite the Rong family."

Lu Yilan didn't know anything about Nan Wenjing's contact with Yi Yi, so he didn't notice the unnatural tone of Nan Wenjing.

Xia Yu brings out afternoon tea from the kitchen and puts it on the tea table. She hears Lu Yilan's voice.

"Xiaoyu, which style do you like

Lu Yilan held two invitation cards in her hands. One was formal and dignified in red, and the other was elegant and plain in dark purple. In fact, Xia Yu preferred the dark purple one. She just looked at Lu Yilan's hesitation.

She thought that Lu Yilan's age and vision should prefer the red one, so she pointed to the red invitation card.

"The red one is good."

Hearing Xia Yu's choice, Lu Yilan is pleased. She actually likes the red style, but she is worried that Xia Yu and her young people will dislike the style is not novel enough, so she hesitates.

Now seeing that Xia Yu is the same as her choice, she can't help but feel a deep affection for Xia Yu.

Nan Wenjing has been looking at Xia Yu's expression and seeing the look in her eyes. Nan Wenjing knows that Xia Yu actually prefers the other one, just catering to her mother's preference, so she takes two invitation cards from her mother's hand.

"I think the dark purple one looks better."

Lu Yilan took the invitation and patted Nan Wenjing on the head.

"Xiaoyu has already said to choose the red one. You must not have any doubts."

Nan Wenjing wanted to say something more, so he saw Xia Yu shaking his head at him, so he had to give up.

He just raised his pen and crossed out the easy names on the guest list.

In his wedding with Xia Yu, he didn't want to appear easily. He was worried that it would affect Xia Yu's mood or choice.

Xia Yu sits beside nanwenjing, watching them prepare for the coming wedding without interposing. Although this is her wedding, there is no one around her who can stand by her side to bless her.

When she inadvertently picked up the guest list, the name that was crossed out was very conspicuous. Xia Yu's eyes became dim unconsciously. If he didn't come, it would be good...

in any case, she would not be his bride in this life. It's better not to appear at the same wedding.

Nan Wenjing looks at Xia Yu's dim eyes and reaches out to hold Xia Yu's hand. Xia Yu feels Nan Wenjing's action, looks up at Nan Wenjing and smiles at him.

Seeing the smile on Xia Yu's face, Nan Wenjing gradually put down her heart.

Soon the wedding was on schedule.

The night before the wedding, Xia Yu was sent out of Nanjia's home. Nan Wenjing has arranged a room in Nanjia's hotel. Early tomorrow, he will pick up Xia Yu from here and hold a wedding in the banquet hall of the hotel.

"Are you afraid of yourself here?"

Nan Wenjing doesn't trust to put Xia Yu here alone. However, she has to follow the custom. The bride and groom should not meet on the night before marriage."Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore."

In the face of tomorrow's wedding, compared with Nan Wenjing's tension, Xia Yu is much more calm. She doesn't have the expectation and tension of a normal bride.

Although Xia Yu repeatedly stressed that it was ok, Nan Wenjing still turned around and left.

He is always worried that Xia Yu will repent temporarily. He always has a feeling that maybe Xia Yu will not appear at the wedding tomorrow, or that if he leaves today, he will lose Xia Yu forever....

Nan Wenjing can only persuade himself that he thinks too much....

when the night comes, Xia Yu takes off his mask and looks at himself in the mirror The strange, perhaps do too long Xia Yu, she has gradually forgotten Wen zhixia.

She should put aside Wen zhixia's identity......

looking at the white wedding dress next to her, Xia Yu was slightly distracted. The wedding dress was too holy, which made Xia Yu feel afraid to be contaminated.

Standing up, Xia Yu goes to the bed and looks down at the light outside. She suddenly appears an easy face. The more she wants to forget, the more clear she remembers.

Xia Yu reaches out his hand and wants to touch the handsome face, but he only touches the cold glass.

There was a self mocking smile on her face. She was laughing at herself. Why can't she forget it now? How can she be worthy of her dead father since his father left.

Xia Yu never dreamt of her father once. She didn't know whether her father was blaming her for not avenging her father. She felt guilty in her heart. She could be strong because of her baby, but she didn't have the courage to revenge.

Just as she was distracted, the door of the room was knocked.

"Who is it?"

In addition to the people of the Southern family, no one should know that Xia Yu is here, and now she is not wearing a mask, which makes her a little flustered.