Shen Qingyou stares at him for a long time and looks at each other. Before she can understand the look in Li Muran's eyes, Qin Ranran, dressed in a white dress, has already come to his side, holding his hand affectionately.
"Muran, why are you here? The wedding is about to start. Let's go."
He glanced at the hand he was held by her. He frowned slightly, but he didn't shake it off. He seemed worried about Shen Qing's tryst and looked at her with some guilt.
Qin Ran Ran looked along Li Mu Ran's line of sight and saw her sitting not far away, almost sticking her body to him.
What if he didn't like her? Xing Rushi can only sit in the distance and watch him marry himself.
Think of this, her mood is very good to the extreme, the voice is also more gentle, let Li Muran some uncomfortable twist eyebrows.
"Muran, let's go. After all, today is our happy day."
"Well."
He should a, and sit in Shen Qingyou side of the cold rain two people gently nod a sign, this just by Qin Ran Ran will own pull away.
Seeing them leave, she took the red wine in front of her and took a mouthful. A bitter taste spread between her lips and teeth.
Seeing that she meant to get drunk, Leng Qingyu snatched the wine cup from her hand. Although the words were meant for her, her eyes were fixed on the direction of Qin Ran Ran Ran's departure.
"Quiet, don't worry. She won't be arrogant for long. How proud she is now, how disappointed she will soon be
With that, she put the wine cup back on the table and squeezed out two laughs from her throat. She had suffered a lot because of her disfigurement, which would have made Qin Ranran more miserable.
Touching the look on her face, Shen Qingyou was inexplicably relieved, and her mood gradually calmed down.
Three people sat in place for about half an hour before the wedding officially began. When she reappeared, Qin Ran Ran had changed her clothes and wore a white wedding dress, which made her face more delicate like an angel, and her waist was full of less than one grip.
The black eyes are full of light because of the excited relationship, and the red lips are slightly hooked, emitting boundless temptation. Li Muran stood next to her in a black suit, and the two looked very well matched.
Looking at the two people's appearance, Shen Qingyou turned his lips and became depressed. On the contrary, Leng Qingyu's face was indifferent, as if he had not seen the scene in front of him. He still talked and laughed with Wu haofei.
When the protagonist of the wedding came to the front, she led her slowly forward, the pace was steady and clear in the quiet meeting.
Leng Qingyu, as a celebrity, naturally attracted the attention of the media. As for Shen Qingyou, although people think that she is very similar to the death of Xing Rushi, they only think that she is just like her imagination.
"Qin Ranran, you cunt don't deserve to marry Li Muran!"
As soon as lengqingyu's words came out, the media's focus was immediately attracted to the past, leaving them in no mood to manage anything else.
Qin Ran Ran obviously did not expect that the two people would have the courage to come forward, a pair of eyes narrowed, eye wave flow between, already took a bit of the meaning of killing.
She has worked hard for so long that she can marry Li Muran. She can't be destroyed at this time.
"Who is not worthy of us? Miss Leng's mind should be clearer. Do you think I don't know that you are the baby sitter who took care of me? Do you think that if you change your face, you can fly to the branch and become a phoenix? It's a joke. "
The goddess of Qin tried to make more news from the media, but it was more valuable for them to see the news from the media.
"Miss Leng, is it true about your cosmetic surgery? Were you really Qin Ranran's nanny before?"
The problems of the media are sharper and sharper, which makes Leng Qingyu's face white and white. His eyes move and he looks at Qin Ran Ran, who is not far away from him.
When she saw the disdain of her eyes, she felt that a breath was blocked in her heart, which was extremely uncomfortable. When her eyes fell on her body, she was as sharp as a knife.
Once again, I felt that I was touched by the knife. The cold touch, even now in retrospect, still made her body stiff.
The palm of the hand brush from the cheek unconsciously, feel the delicate skin under the fingertip, just wake up from the memory. And her action is undoubtedly to verify Qin Ranran's words, let the eyes of the media have flashing strange god color.
"Cold rain, even if you move countless knives in your face, you will always be a sparrow."
In a clamor, Leng Qingyu listened to her words and clenched her fists. She could not help but put the arrogant Qin ran to death at once. Even if she died ten thousand times, she couldn't get rid of her hatred.