Chapter 547

Su only silent did not speak, severe angina, how she did not expect things to develop like this, she is still alive, but the man she loves has to insist on marrying her in this way.

Desperate love.

However, in order to save himself, he never sleeps. Undoubtedly, this is not a wall remoulded in her heart. An invisible wall between her and shaojue can never be crossed.

"Do you really want to change this face? But I'm pregnant now, I'm afraid I can't do the operation! "

Angelo looked down at Su Weiyi and said in a cold voice, "what do you seem to be expecting?" The tone became a little cold.

"No!" Su Weiyi quickly replied, "I'm not expecting anything. I know it's impossible for me and shaojue. I know it's easy for people to recognize me, but I can choose another way not to let shaojue recognize me again."

Angelo looked at sue and said nothing.

She continued to ask, "I really want to know if I'm going to get back the look I should have."

Angelo just said, "I'm afraid I can't do it now!"

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Within a few days, the events of ghost marriage in Rome Santa Maria have swept across the whole Italy, and there is an uproar all over the country. How can the dying love be sacrificed in this way?

Someone moved by their love? Grieve for them? For their love shock, for their regret.

All the major news media reported the truth outside the church, but they were unable to enter the church. There were bodyguards inside and outside, but it was clearly photographed that the road leading to the church was covered with red rose petals, and all the decorations outside were roses, bright and beautiful, which seemed to be watered with human blood.

Although at this time can not see the grand occasion in the church, but the wedding day was allowed to enter the inner hall to report.

Everyone is looking forward to who the rich are going to marry their brides in this way.

Su only sat on the sofa, eyes colorless, staring at the news broadcast on TV, heart seems to have pain numbness.

She didn't seem to know until the TV station changed.

At this time, Angelo went to the sofa, handed the bag to Su Wei and said, "here is your passport, Australian residence permit, a ticket to Australia, and a bank card. The money in it is enough for you to live a prosperous life with your baby all your life."

Words fall, Su only a raise a hand to slowly take over the bag that Angelo handed to her in front of, low voice powerless way: "thank you!"

She so powerless hanging head, eyes empty staring at a place, hazy eyes, crystal clear tears dripping on the bag.

Angelo stood in front of her and looked at her. Her eyes were fixed and she said in a cold voice, "you want to see it!"

Su Weiyi hung her head and didn't speak. Now she just felt the severity of angina pectoris. She didn't know.

After a while, Angelo took out an exquisite black gold invitation card from the lining pocket of the suit. The gold inlaid handwriting, a golden rose in full bloom, but only half.

Angelo handed it to Su Weiyi and said in a deep voice, "this is the invitation to the wedding!"

Su only a lift Mou looking at that invitation card, didn't stretch out hand to accept, just Zheng Zheng of looking at.

Suddenly, Angelo put the invitation card in her hand on the coffee table in front of Su Wei. She didn't say much and turned around to leave.

When he just turned around, he heard Su Wei's voice and said: "I still want to see him for the last time!"

After a few seconds, Angelo said, "I just hope you can control your emotions."

Su Yiwei said in a weak voice: "I know how to do it! Thank you, uncle This may be the first and last time she calls him that. Although he does not admit himself, she is still her niece after all.

Angelo quietly looked at Su only, did not say anything, and then turned to leave.

Three days later.

The cordon has been opened several miles around Santa Maria cathedral. Only Italian celebrities with invitation letters and TV stations accepting the invitation can enter the church.

The celebrities who entered the church one after another were all dressed in black dresses, which formed a strong contrast with the bright red rose background. There was no joy on everyone's face, but they were depressed. It was hard to imagine whether they were attending a funeral or a wedding.

Su was accompanied by a waitress to the outside of the church. The waitress handed the invitation to a bodyguard. At the same time, through layers of security, she walked around the rose covered floor and toward the inside of the church.

At the moment, Su Weiyi is wearing Angelo's human skin mask, golden wig, retro Flower Hat and Black Royal dress. She looks like a beautiful princess from the middle ages.

Extending to the spacious corridor inside the church, the sculptured statues on both sides seem to guard the church.

The exquisite murals carved on the ceiling, the magnificent interior decoration, the Roman column, the mosaic glass painting, even the candlestick hanging on the wall are carved with the God of the prophet.

In the middle of the road paved with roses, on both sides stood a row of bodyguards respectfully and seriously.

One after another, the guests walked towards the church, but no one dared to speak. Only the echo of footsteps could be heard in the huge corridor.

Inside the church, everyone can't help but marvel at the magnificent scene of luxury. How many wealthy people can hold a ghost marriage for his beloved woman in this way.

If that woman is still alive, she will be the happiest bride in the world.

And Su only looked at everything in front of her, her heart really couldn't say the pain, she was really about to lose control of the pain, one side of the maid noticed that Dao Su's only strange, whispered in his ear to remind.

Su only this just try to control their emotions, with the help of the waitress, sitting on the bench in the corner, she has never controlled herself, drooping her head, hiding her face and crying silently.

When a heavy bell rings, everyone is looking forward to the rich man holding a grand ghost marriage here.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer, and everyone's eyes fall on the central corridor. When they see clearly who is coming, they are shocked, and their eyes are speechless.

Nangong shaojue was dressed in a pure black suit, wrapped in his long and slender posture. He had a beautiful face with great visual impact. At the moment, it was cold, and he took care of his hairstyle. The beautiful face was even more evil.

At the moment, he is holding a beautiful bride, the same style of black wedding dress is noble and elegant, but the bride in his arms is hanging her eyes, and her quiet and beautiful face seems to be asleep.

In front of them, a little boy who was very similar to him was also wearing the same black suit, but his face was completely crying.

Everyone seemed to understand something in a moment. From then on, the family was separated by Yin and Yang, and the red roses were spread all over the ground. With such a wedding, the sad romance made people feel sad and depressed, and they could not help but shed tears.

While sitting in the back seat, Su Weiyi can only see the figure in the corridor. Even if she can't see his face at the moment, she seems to be able to deeply feel his heartbreak at the moment.

The palm covers the mouth, the tears like the river which breaks the dyke is sliding unceasingly, but she is controlling herself diligently, has not made the sound.

Nangong shaojue stood on the platform with Su Weiyi in his arms.

The minister solemnly declared his oath.

“……”

"Mr. Nangong, would you like to marry your beautiful bride, Miss Su Weiyi?"

I heard Nangong shaojue say in a deep voice without hesitation, "I do!"

Then, the priest said in a deep voice to Su Weiyi in Nangong shaojue's arms, "Miss Su Weiyi, are you willing to marry Mr. Nangong?"

Words fall, only hear Nangong Lin choked said, "my mother... Willing to marry my father!"

Listening to nangonglin's voice, Su can't help losing her voice. In such a dead church, her cry is particularly clear.

Just when everyone's eyes were looking at the situation here, they only heard a female voice, "less decision!"