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St. Peter's Church.

The white pigeon flapped its wings over the red glazed roof of the church and flew into the vast sky. The colorful balloons danced in the sky and slowly rose into the endless blue sky.

A grand wedding was going to be held here.

In the lounge, the bright lights gave the bride a dazzling color.

She quietly sat on the chair, her fair face was covered with exquisite makeup, her elegant hair was tied up high, revealing her pure white neck, and her divine white wedding dress accentuated her curvaceous and elegant figure.

Today was a day of celebration for Cheng Yajing and Pei Zhennan, the general manager of the Pei clan.

Looking at his dazzling self in the mirror, the corners of Cheng Yajing's mouth slightly raised upwards.

After two years of love and long distance running with Pei Zhennan, after going through many trials and hardships, they had finally cultivated to the positive conclusion that Lady Hui was about to marry the prince and start their happy life.

Suddenly, someone pulled open the door to the lounge from outside. Following that, the sound of high heels hitting the floor could be heard.

When Cheng Yajing turned around, what entered her line of sight was a tall woman with wavy long hair. She was her best friend, Liu Jiali.

"Hey, why are you here? Didn't you go to a painting exhibition abroad? " Seeing Liu Jiali appearing, Cheng Yajing was a little surprised, but she was very happy that her best friend was able to attend her wedding.

Liu Jiali raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his expression extremely ugly, "I am not here to attend your wedding."

"Then?" Cheng Yajing was confused and looked at Liu Jiali in puzzlement.

What happened next caught Cheng Yajing off guard. Liu Jiali suddenly kneeled down with a thump, and said to Cheng Yajing: "Yating, I've done something that let you down, you must forgive me!"

Sorry about her?

Cheng Yajing's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition rushed into her head.

She stood up, bent down and tried to help Liu Jiali up, "What happened to you? What's wrong with me? If you have something to say, just stand up and say it. "

However, Liu Jiali insisted on kneeling on the ground as she looked at Cheng Yajing with tears in her eyes. She gritted her teeth as though she had mustered up a lot of courage, "I'm pregnant, the child is … "Zhennan!"

What?

Cheng Yajing's body swayed as she stared blankly at the kneeling Liu Jiali, unable to believe his own ears.

How could her best friend be pregnant with her husband's child!

Cheng Yajing's face instantly turned pale white. She held onto the chair with both of her hands to prevent herself from falling down, and said: "No, Beauty, that's impossible. Don't joke with me!"

"I'm not joking!" Liu Jiali cried. "Actually, I've always loved Zhennan. Once, we got drunk, so …"

Pausing, she used both hands to stroke her stomach, raising her voice, "Ya Jing, give Zhennan to me. My child cannot live without a father! "I'm begging you …"

No, no!

With a hum in his head, everything went blank. Cheng Yajing clenched both her fists tightly, and looked at Liu Jiali who was kneeling on the ground in disbelief.

Just then, the door to the resting room opened once again. Pei Zhennan who wore a suit and a leather jacket, handsome and handsome opened the door and saw the scene in front of him.

"Zhennan, you came at the right time." Liu Jiali looked up at Pei Zhennan with his delicate and touching eyes, "You should explain it to Yating clearly!"

"No, Zhennan, tell me, this is not real!" Cheng Yajing's breath tightened as she looked at the tall and handsome figure beside her with a glimmer of hope. She hoped that Pei Zhennan would tell her that all of this was a misunderstanding.

But Cheng Yajing was disappointed.

Pei Zhennan walked over to her with steady steps, brushed shoulders with her, and walked in front of Liu Jiali. She stooped down and helped her up, and her eyes were filled with a gentleness that Cheng Yajing would never be able to reach in her entire life.

"I'm sorry, Yating, but I can't marry you anymore because the lady is pregnant with my child." Pei Zhennan embraced Liu Jiali, and when he looked at Cheng Yajing, his handsome face had lines of rigidity on them, and both his brows were knitted tightly.

His ice-cold voice was like Antarctic ice, causing the temperature in the lounge to drop below zero … It also caused Cheng Yajing's heart to turn cold.

Seeing the extremely dazzling scene before his eyes, Cheng Yajing felt a sharp pain in her heart. She lifted the hem of her wedding dress and rushed out of the lounge.

Her tears flowed down her face and fell into Cheng Yajing's mouth, which was exceptionally bitter …

Cheng Yajing had never thought that at the wedding that she was hoping for, her husband would betray her best friend. This kind of double betrayal was like throwing daggers, the knife stabbed into her heart, dripping with blood.

Suddenly, caught off guard, she bumped into something hard, tripped over the wedding dress, and fell heavily onto the ground.

"Be careful!" A magnetic voice sounded out from above Cheng Yajing's head, and at the same time, a large hand with distinct joints appeared from her waist, which promptly supported her.

Subconsciously, when he looked up, what entered Cheng Yajing's eyes was a tall and handsome young man. His sharp eyebrows, tall nose, and sexy lips looked somewhat similar to Pei Zhennan's, except that he was a little more handsome and sunny than Pei Zhennan.