Chapter 1167： You can't marry that woman again

The light in the church dimmed.

The elegant piano sounded, and the children in the choir began to sing the wedding march.

A tall figure of a man walked slowly from the side of the church to the priest.

The guests present could not help but cast their eyes on the beds.

The woman in the hospital bed closed her eyes peacefully, without any pain on her face, it was as if she simply fell asleep.

She has an oxygen mask on her face, and a testing instrument is fixed on her head. The whole body is filled with tubes, but the guests can still see her three-dimensional features and long eyelashes.

She was wearing the original wedding dress, and the long skirt hung from the bed.

The whiteness of the hospital bed seemed to blend with this church.

The Qiao family was also looking at Rong Xuelong.

Seeing that incomprehensible woman now looks like this, the faces of both husband and wife are proud.

Qiao Xing'er, who was unable to raise his head because of his fame, had a lot of mental balance.

Seeing that woman's appearance, it is estimated that she will be finished easily. Then... maybe she will have a chance?

Qiao Xing'er's thoughts are also the thoughts of many ladies present here.

Ye Qiaoxin is young and promising, with a good reputation, and his future is limitless. Now his marriage has won him a lot of fame.

In time, he doesn't know what high position he will reach.

And his wife is destined to not live long...

Even if she can live long, there are thousands of ways to make her short-lived!

The hospital bed was slowly pushed towards the priest and the man.

They happened to be standing in the shadow of the gods, their faces were a little unclear.

But everyone can feel the compassionate look of men towards women.

When the hospital bed arrived in front of the man, the priest was also ready for the ceremony.

The door of the church was opened again.

A woman's domineering and cold voice rang: "You can't marry that woman anymore!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the door of the church.

A woman who seemed to be in her early forties, with a cold face, strode in.

"Cheng Wei, I won't allow you to marry that woman again! Back then, you didn't know me to marry, it has exceeded my limit of patience!"

"Madam, did you go to the wrong place..." Ye Qiaoxin's men hurried forward.

But the woman waved and pushed the person away.

She waved, and immediately armed men with guns entered the door, surrounding the entire church.

"How is this going?"

A lady exclaimed excitedly, "Do you know whose wedding this is?"

"I know." The woman raised her head arrogantly. "This is my son's wedding."

"Your son? Huh? You actually said that Admiral Ye Qiaoxin is your son?" The lady sneered. "Everyone knows that Admiral Ye's parents died young."

"You just died young!" The woman said angrily, "Don't take a bite of Ye Qiaoxin's, that's my son Jiang Chengwei! General Gao, bring the paternity test and the person!"

After she said this, an elderly general walked in.

"General Gao..." Everyone here knows this gray-haired man.

He is a veteran of the military and was once one of the bigwigs who appreciated Ye Qiaoxin the most.

There was a man standing beside General Gao. The man looked a little erratic. His eyes stared from side to side. When he saw the Qiao family, he immediately shouted: "Uncle Joe! Xing'er! Do you still know me?"