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In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed, and it was finally the right time for Ling Qianqian and Ou Yufan to get married. Although the Ou Family didn't plan to do anything unscrupulous, as a Ou Family, there were still a large number of media and friends from both the political and business worlds that came to congratulate him.

The wedding venue was in a church in the outskirts of the city. In the early morning, someone decorated this place with beautiful flowers. Butterflies would occasionally land on the moon gate that was built with flowers. The green lawn was neatly trimmed, and there were already some political businessmen chatting amongst them.

At four o'clock in the morning, Ling Qianqian had been picked up by a stylist to paint her makeup, comb her hair, and do some styling. Ling Qianqian let the stylist play around with her head, face and body in a daze, as if she was not the main character at all but just a figurine.

After today, she would be the Mrs Ou. As she stepped from one stage of her life to another, she did not feel any joy in her heart, and there was even some fear. When she thought about how she would have to face Ou Yufan's face every morning and night in the future, she felt a burst of unexplained nervousness in her heart.

A stooped figure appeared outside the bride's lounge, carrying a box and being stopped by someone, "Who are you? This is the bride's lounge, no one is allowed to enter."

"I am the father of the bride. Let me in." The old man spoke to the guard, his tone sounding extremely humble, it was none other than Lingyidong.

"The bride's father? That still wouldn't do. Everyone had to go to the meeting place. What were they doing here? The bride is putting on her makeup. What do we do if we delay her time? "

"I won't delay any longer. I just want to go in and see my daughter. Let me in." Lingyidong's voice trembled as she pleaded. When he had first arrived in the city, he had worked as a stylist in a hairdresser's shop. However, he was too old and had not practiced craftsmanship for many years. But today was his only daughter's wedding. He wanted to comb her hair with his own hands.

"No, I'm warning you to hurry up and leave this place. How can our CEO Ou's fiancee have a father like you?" The people at the door did not believe Lingyidong's identity at all, and still drove him away.

"Qianqian, Qianqian, come out here for a bit. I'm daddy, daddy is here to see you." Seeing that he could not enter, Lingyidong could only shout loudly at the door, hoping that his daughter could hear him.

At this time, Ling Qianqian was looking at the girl in the mirror with her bright eyes, who had makeup on, a full forehead, snow-white skin, and a pair of huge eyes with curved eyebrows, a perky nose and cherry lips, was this really her? Ling Qianqian laughed bitterly. So she could be this beautiful too.

She had imagined herself wearing a wedding dress countless of times, her face filled with a blissful and sweet smile. Beside her stood the equally outstanding Bai Ziqiang, as the two of them read out the wedding vows given by the priest.

But now, she just sat there by herself, letting a bunch of people who didn't want to do anything paint on her face. The wedding that should have been warm suddenly became very cold.

Ling Qianqian suddenly shivered, she truly felt cold, there was no one here that she knew. Her mother was still seriously ill in the hospital. It was unknown which gambling table his father was still doing his best to flip through, but her only sister was studying abroad in Italy.

In the past, she had almost never contacted her classmates and friends. The only one she was familiar with was the editor of the newspaper, but she didn't invite him. Instead, she only came because she heard that the CEO of Ou's Group was getting married today.

There weren't any guests on the wedding side. Everyone was from the male side's friends and relatives. She just sat here alone. She really wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

It was at this time that he heard the noise that came from outside, and faintly heard his father's voice calling for her. Ling Qianqian's heart was immediately moved.

Although her father had been drunk almost every day since she could remember, this was how her childhood had been brought up. But today was different. Today was the most important day of her life, and even though it was only a contract wedding, it was the first time in her life that she had worn a wedding dress. Even if it was to numb her, she hoped for the blessings of her family.

When Ling Qianqian arrived at the door, she immediately saw his father, who was arguing with the guards. Today, his father was different from usual, wearing an old-fashioned but well-ironed suit.

Ling Qianqian recognized that this was his father's best set of clothes. He had always been reluctant to wear them and kept them at the back of the cupboard. Dad would never wear it unless it was something important that had happened over the years.

"Dad, why are you here?" Ling Qianqian called out, and at the same time walked towards Lingyidong. Today, her father did not have the smell of alcohol on him, but looked at her with a benevolent expression.

Ling Qianqian's words stunned everyone. This old man was really the father of the bride? O'Brien was the CEO of Ou's Group. Her father-in-law's clothes were too shabby. Everyone's eyes flashed with disbelief and disdain.

Ling Qianqian and her father did not care about this at all. As far as Ling Qianqian was concerned, whether or not these people thought highly of her had nothing to do with her and her father. As long as they didn't say anything unpleasant, she could pretend not to see it.

"Father, did you not tell me before you came?" Ling Qianqian pulled her father and sat on a chair. Although she was asking a question, the unconcealable excitement in her tone revealed her current mood. She was not alone. Later she could take her father's hand and walk up the red carpet.

"I called you, but I couldn't get through." Lingyidong lowered his head and spoke uneasily. Before he came here, he wanted to comb his daughter's hair, but when he saw the room full of stylist masters, as well as the expensive wedding dress his daughter was wearing, he suddenly felt embarrassed. He felt that he had shamed his daughter greatly.

Only then did Ling Qianqian remember that her phone was thrown away by Ou Yufan that day, and she immediately took out her new phone to call her father, "Father, this is my new number, the previous phone was lost, I didn't have the time to tell you, if you want to find me, you can just call me here."

"Oh, dad knows." Lingyidong gratefully promised, and felt that he couldn't even raise his head in front of his daughter.

Father, you …" Have you gone to see your mother? " Ling Qianqian hesitated for a while, but still couldn't resist asking. She tried to persuade her mother to leave her father countless times, but her mother refused. Ling Qianqian knew that what she supported her mother in doing so was pure love for her father. However, anyone would be tired if they were to blindly pay for it. She hoped that her mother's love would be rewarded, even if it was just a little bit.

Lingyidong nodded his head silently. He had been there countless of nights, he had been by his wife's bedside, looking at her skinny cheeks. She was so beautiful in the past. Time had worn down the radiance on her face, leaving behind wrinkles. The young woman who used to be at such a young age had already reached the end of her life. This was all his fault. If he wasn't so exhausted, how could his wife have ended up in such a state?

It was just that he always went while his wife was asleep, and when she was about to wake up, he left because he didn't have the face to see her.

Seeing her father admitting it, Ling Qianqian felt relieved. Yesterday, her mother told her that her father had gone to visit that night. It was just that her mother was too tired to open her eyes, but she could really feel her husband's presence and he still cared about her.

Because he drank all year long, Lingyidong's hands trembled a little. He lifted his daughter's face and looked at her with a pair of muddy eyes that were filled with love, "Qianqian, today is your big day. Of course father will come and personally see my precious daughter get married. Qianqian, let daddy comb your hair once. Look, daddy has brought all the tools. "

As Lingyidong said this, he opened the box that he brought along, which was neatly filled with scissors, a comb, and a series of other hair cutting items. This was his old practice, and he had not touched them ever since he was addicted to gambling and drinking. But after all these years, even when he was the poorest of the poor, he still didn't sell these things. In his words, these were his old buddies, and they had feelings for each other.

Ling Qianqian's hair had already been fixed by the stylist, but she did not hesitate to release it. She sat in front of the dressing mirror and waited for her father to comb her hair.

This was Director Ou's wedding. If the bride was really ugly, they would not be able to shake it off, "Mrs Ou, your father is so old, and you can see that he hasn't worked for so many years, what if he makes a fool of himself at the wedding?"

Ling Qianqian's eyes immediately shot towards the stylist who was speaking, "Is this my wedding or your wedding? "I'll use whoever I say. All of you, get out. I don't want to see you guys here."

This was Ling Qianqian's first time travelling on the Mrs Ou, because they had touched her bottom line, and her family was her bottom line. They could look down on her, but could not look down on her family.

Yes yes, I am sorry, Mrs Ou, it is us who are in the wrong, please do as you please. Seven or eight stylist walked out dejectedly because of Ling Qianqian's two sentences, leaving the huge bride's lounge for the father and daughter. Of course they weren't afraid of Ling Qianqian, but they were afraid of the man behind her.

Finally, only the father and daughter were left in the resting room. Lingyidong held a comb in his hand and gently combed her hair, feeling her smooth hair flowing between his palms and fingers, immediately reminding him of her, "Qianqian, your hair is the same as your mother's when he was young, black and bright. I was just married to your mother, and I loved to comb her hair every morning. "She has always been waiting for me to comb her hair. Watching her sit there every day in the morning sun is the most beautiful start of the day. Now that I think about it, that time was truly blissful …"

As Lingyidong combed his daughter's hair, he thought back to various times before. At that time, they were very happy. If it wasn't for what happened afterwards, they wouldn't have ended up like this. Who could they blame for all of this …