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"Yan Ting, are you sure you want to cancel the wedding?"

"Yes."

When Song Wanqing returned home, she heard Song Qinglan's slightly hoarse voice.

She stood at the doorway, hesitating as to whether she should enter or not, Song Qinglan's voice came from inside again.

"Yan Ting, didn't you love me?" I don't mind who you were with last night, and we'll go on with the wedding as if nothing had happened. I haven't told everyone yet, but it's not too late for us to go to the wedding. "

There was even a hint of pleading in Song Qing Lan's voice.

"That's your sister."

Song Qinglan was slightly stunned.

"What?"

"Last night, the one I slept with was your sister."

Inside the door, Song Qinglan was holding her hands tightly, her knuckles turning pale.

Outside the door, Song Wanqing's heart was in turmoil, her thin and weak body trembling slightly.

"This must not be true, right? Yan Ting, you love me. You must have another reason, right? "

"Qing Lan, you don't need to act like this. Although I still love you, but …" I feel sick at the thought of your sister who has slept with you. "

"No, Yan Ting, I don't care. I really don't care, so promise me. The wedding will continue. Let's go to the venue now." "Yan Ting …"

"Qing Lan, that's impossible. This news has already made headlines. "

Song Qinglan's big eyes were filled with tears. He took out his cell phone and checked it. Finally, he couldn't hold back his tears any longer and ran back to his room.

Outside the door, Song Wanqing's steps were stiff and her mind was blank. On the day of her little sister's wedding, she had slept with her future brother-in-law, and now everyone knows about it?

"Thump ~ ~"

The door opened.

Song Wanqing raised her head and met Fu Zhaoting's deep eyes. She lowered her head in panic, trying to lower the feeling of her own existence.

"I didn't expect you to have a problem eavesdropping."

"I didn't." Song Qingye was very nervous. Even though she had secretly fallen in love with this man, Fu Yitian had blamed her for all of this before the truth was revealed. She absolutely did not agree with him.

"Whether you know it or not!"

"I... You... "You shouldn't have treated Qing Lan like that. She truly loves you …" After holding it in for a long time, Song Wanqing finally managed to say this.

Fu Yanting stared at Song Wanqing for some time before letting out a cold laugh, "What qualifications do you have to say those words, which would ruin her happiness?" Oh right, I haven't congratulated you yet. The old man has already given the order to marry you after a while. Are you satisfied with the news? "

Looking into Fu Zhaoting's playful eyes, Song Wanqing did not feel the slightest bit happy. Instead, a wave of sadness had occupied her heart.

Fu Yating glanced at Song Wanqing before snorting, "Clean up the mess properly tonight so that Old Master can meet you."

The amount of information was too much for Song Shuqing to react to. It was only after Fu Yanting had left that Song Xianqing's consciousness was pulled back by a wave of pain.

"It's all your fault. How could you treat Lan'er like that?" "She's your little sister. You can say that you lack a man. Why did you go and bump into Yan Ting?"

Five finger prints were deeply imprinted on Song Shuqing's face. Song Wanqing looked at He Wanping who had an angry face, and the tears that had accumulated in her eyes finally started to flow uncontrollably.

"You still have the face to cry? How could our Song Family have a daughter like you! No matter how low you are, you shouldn't have done such a thing! "

"It's not me, I …" Song Wanqing was at a loss for words. However, the soreness and pain in her body reminded her that she had indeed slept with Fu Yating.

"Not you? It's even in the newspapers! " He Wanping angrily threw a newspaper at Song Wanqing's face. Song Wanqing grabbed the newspaper and took a look, the high-definition, magnified photo in the middle of the newspaper was hers, and beside it was a restricted photo of a dewdrop.

"Alright, Wanping, you should listen to Xianqing. She's not that kind of child."

He Wanping fiercely glared at Song Weiye, "You're the only one who dotes on him! Look at the marks on her body, isn't that clear? "