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Fortunately, when she was so anxious that she almost directly got off the car to look for a man, someone came over and informed her that Gong Yan had appeared and was at the scene of the wedding.

The wedding began.

The moment Suizhi appeared at the entrance with her father's arm in hers, classical and romantic music played slowly along with her long skirt.

Holding the white lily flower in his hand, he stepped on the white petals and leisurely walked towards the man.

Everything was as if it was happening in a dream.

For a few seconds Suizhi ignored the voices around her, watching the figure on the stage from both her eyes and heart.

It was so cold and reserved.

He was high and mighty, and even though his eyes were cold, they did not affect his emperor like calm and collected aura.

She couldn't find a hint of joy on his face, but it didn't matter. As long as it was him, it was enough.

She smiled and walked slowly to the end of the carpet.

Gong Yan stood there expressionlessly, looking down at the slowly approaching figure. His eyes seemed to see another figure overlapping with the woman in the white wedding dress.

A faint trace of a smile suddenly flashed across his deep eyes.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure stand up and leave. He turned around to look, but a man suddenly appeared in front of him and whispered a few words into his ear.

As the man finished speaking, the man's handsome face gradually revealed a sinister and cold smile.

This scene was quite sudden. Naturally, some of the guests present saw it.

Su Zhizhi also saw it and her heart unconsciously let out a thump. The uneasiness completely burst out of her heart and spread throughout her body, causing her entire body to involuntarily tremble.

There was no one who didn't know about such an important moment and couldn't rush onto the stage. Unless it was something extremely urgent, they would have to talk to the groom who was waiting for his bride.

Su Zhizhi felt uneasy just by looking at this scene. Not to mention going near, she suddenly saw the eerie smile on the man's handsome face.

His gaze did not fall on her, and his thoughts were naturally not on her.

She was his bride, the only person he cared about today.

But now, she felt as if they were separated by a galaxy.

Her heart fell to the bottom and her face alternated between white and green in embarrassment.

Su Heng, who was standing at the side, looked at the man who did not react at all and spoke in a low voice, "Young Master Gong, I know you are not willing to marry my daughter, but you are already at this stage. You can't possibly want others to laugh at you, right?"

His words could only be heard by the three present. After he finished speaking, he raised his chin towards the surrounding media, hinting to men not to forget that there were hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at them.

Gong Yan smiled, took out his hand from his pants pocket and stretched it out in front of the woman, apologizing with no sincerity, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

Suizhi's gaze fell on the bony and slender hand, and she felt even more embarrassed. Her bright red lips were about to break and ooze a deeper color than her lipstick.

"Alright, stop being so stingy. Daddy will hand you over to him."

Seeing her uneasiness, Su Heng patted her arm, then pulled her up and placed her in the man's broad palm.

Naturally, the man took the woman by the hand and led her up the steps. Finally, the two of them stood in front of the priest.

At this moment, a figure rushed into the venue before the security guard could react.

The untidy gait crossed the flower carpet the woman had stepped on and crushed the petals on the floor.

"Suzhi!"

When the familiar voice rang out from behind her, Su Qizhi could only feel the blood in her body quickly rushing to her feet. Her whole body was ice-cold without any warmth.

His fingernails dug into her flesh, oozing thick blood that dyed the holy and beautiful white.

With a slight smile on his lips, Gong Yan turned around without panicking, his gaze landing on the miserable man below the stage.

There was no expression of surprise or doubt.

She looked at him as if she had already expected his arrival.

"Young Master Qin, what are you doing? If you're here to attend the wedding, then please take a seat on both sides."

"To the wedding?"

The man wore a completely ravaged shirt and pants. His scholarly and scholarly face contorted into a smile that did not match his temperament.

He looked deeply at the man on the stage, his eyes crazed with jealousy. "Heh …" What right do you have for me to attend your wedding? Gong Yan, even if you are the current Young Patriarch of the Gong Family, you are not worthy! "

At this moment, a lot of voices had already erupted at the scene. The media didn't stop their attacks even as they pressed down on the shutter door. The heated discussions and sounds of shutter doors rose and fell one after another.

Gong Yan smiled, and didn't reply to his words. He signaled a few security guards in black clothes and pants at the back, then casually said, "Why are you still standing there? Young Master Qin is drunk, bring him down. "

After a few robust security guards received the order, they quickly walked up to the man, locked him up and dragged him out.

The man struggled, but it was useless. In the end, he could only roar with a voice that could be heard clearly by everyone present.

"Gong Yan, since you dared to marry her today, I'll dare to give you a green hat. Oh no, ah, I should say that I've already worn it for you …"

"Qin Luofan, shut up! "Shut up!"

The woman who hadn't made a sound since the man appeared fell heavily onto the stage under the shocked gazes of the crowd. Tears flowed down her face, and her eyes, filled with surging hatred, were even more eye-catching.

The guard who was dragging the man also stopped due to the woman's sharp shout. He was even stunned on the spot.

The man easily broke free from the guard's grasp. In his panic, he could only look towards Gong Yan, who was on the stage, but received a look of "retreat".

The entire arena was completely silent. Everyone instantly focused on the scene in the middle of the arena.

"Zhi Zhi …" The man staggered onto the stage. With a strong smell of alcohol, he threw himself at the sobbing woman. His eyes were filled with heartache as he reached out his hand to lift her tear-stained face.

"Pa!" Before he could even touch it, it was fiercely slapped over.

Su Zhizhi raised her eyes. The look in her eyes was as disgusting as it could be. There was even a deep hatred in her eyes. The bright red blood on her lips was mesmerizing.

"Don't touch me! Get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you! I don't want to look at you, do you? Qin Luofan, you have already destroyed my innocence! Do you want me to kill you?! I hate you, I hate you! "

The woman's weak and feeble fists landed on the man's face, fists and shoulders. With a low and hoarse roar, her entire body went insane.