Chapter 145

Jiang Shiran stopped her tears and ran to the direction where she came.

And the reporter standing outside shooting away from Xiaoji's wedding, after seeing Jiang Shiran, he besieged her.

While covering her face, she ran very hard to let the reporters take pictures.

Although it has been a month since the incident, they still refuse to let her go.

Suddenly, she saw a taxi coming this way and reached out to stop it.

When the car stops, Jiang Shiran opens the door, raises his feet and climbs into the car.

Before she could close the door, she was dragged down from the car. Before she regained her consciousness, she put her foot against the door to prevent her from getting on again.

People in the church also came out to see the excitement. Zhou Suqin took Liang Qiancheng's arm and stood not far from Jiang Shiran, quietly watching what happened.

"Oh, isn't this our school Huajiang Shiran? Are you here to attend Xiaoji's wedding? Come on, let's go in together

Ye Shuya is dressed in a bra skirt and a plain white dress. She looks at Jiang Shiran who appears pitifully at Xiaoji's wedding. She thinks liangqiancheng is no longer in charge of her affairs and is more likely to bully her.

She grabbed Jiang Shiran with both hands, and her sharp nails made red marks on her arms. "I was in a traffic jam just now, so I was late. I didn't expect Ranran to be as late as me. Fortunately, you were there. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for me to go in alone."

Ye Shuya signals the taxi behind Jiang Shiran to leave, and then grabs Jiang Shiran not to let her go, giving reporters enough time to encircle her.

Jiang Shiran has been lowering his head, not to see those reporters who come after him, but also dare not to look away from Xiaoji, trying to get rid of Ye Shuya.

However, ye Shuya Mao made every effort to seize Jiang Shiran. This opportunity to humiliate her should not be missed.

Some time ago, some people did Vice Mayor Xia. Although they didn't say it on the surface, we all know that it was made by liangqiancheng, and there was also Li Xiaoji to help.

Now, from Xiaoji has married Wang Yufei, and Liang Qiancheng returns to Zhou Suqin's side obediently, and no one can support her.

Not to mention that she is just a small civilian now. Even if she is still the eldest lady of the Jiang family, as long as liangqiancheng and Xiaoji don't help her, with her father's power in w City, she can't easily collapse as easily as Vice Mayor Xia.

As the mayor's daughter, what happened to dye when she was humiliated when she went down the river. Even if she got into trouble, her mayor's father could settle everything for her, not like Vice Mayor Xia.

At the beginning of the wedding, Lai Qianliang didn't even dare to leave the scene of marriage, what's more, she didn't dare to leave the wedding scene with her.

Jiang Shiran has contracted almost all their jokes for a whole year.

She turned back and glared at Ye Shuya fiercely, and turned her face to one side to prevent the reporter from taking pictures of her face.

"Jiang Shiran, you are saying something. Everyone is looking at you. Look, these are our old classmates. Tell us where we went during this period of time? To England or to the universe? Why don't you come back and say hello to everyone? Do you think you have no face to see you, or are you dumb? "

Ye Shuya's face with a very cunning smile, sharp nails more forcefully gouged out Jiang Shiran's wrist.

Jiang Shiran's hand is aching. She stretches out another hand and grabs Ye Shuya's arm fiercely. A thread of blood appears on her arm.

Ye Shuya painfully releases Jiang Shiran. Seeing that she is going to run away, she quickly catches up with her hair and drags her back.

"Jiang Shiran, what are you running for? Our old classmates had a hard time getting together. We haven't seen each other for such a long time. Today, we'll get together through the wedding ceremony of Xiaoji."

While grabbing Jiang Shiran's hair, he dragged her to the church.

Liang Qiancheng squinted at what happened in front of him, without any expression on his face, as if he was watching a play that had nothing to do with himself.

Jiang Shiran grabs the root of her hair and turns her back to Ye Shuya. She walks back with her feet.

Because of the pain, Jiang Shiran's face is almost deformed.

Bear the pain, she turned the body to come over, since she can't get rid of her, then let her accompany her to lose face together.

Reach out, pull Ye Shuya's skirt, pull back.

The short, plain white dress was pulled down, and ye Shuya, who was not covered by the skirt, had only one piece of literature, chest, inner and pants.

Around the reporters, all of a sudden, not so calm, immediately took the camera to shoot this picture.

Ye Shuya stood there, all of a sudden stunned, looking at the reporters rushing forward, and finally became angry.

Picking up the skirt on the ground, blocking the spring light in front of her, she tugged at Jiang Shiran's hair and pushed her to the reporter. "Who dares to take a picture of Miss Ben again, I will let your company disappear from w City tomorrow. All those photos just taken are destroyed by me. Who dares to pass it on, I will let him stay in prison for the rest of his life. Don't you always want to know the news of Jiang Shiran before? The woman who chased liangqiancheng and was jailed for five years and left Xiaoji to repent on the wedding day is here now. You can ask boldly, and no one will stop you. "Jiang Shiran's face was exposed to the public like a street mouse.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, she suddenly felt very scared.

His thin body, trembling back, retreated to the door of the church.

From mother Tieqing's face stands not far from Xiaoji's back, silent, like the quiet before the storm.

And behind them, Zhou's mother, Zhou's father, looked more and more ugly. They all turned around and looked at the church door.

Cool old man's face did not change, but that pair of hawk eyes from the moment when dye appeared from the river, did not move from her body.

Li Xiaoji takes Wang Yufei's hand and stands in the front, looking at Jiang Shiran who has been retreating towards them. The expression on his face is disgusting.

"The wedding goes on, we don't have to waste our time for an unrelated person."

Li Xiaoji looks at Jiang Shiran coldly and kicks away the painting that Jiang Shiran left at the door of the church.

Then he took Wang Yufei's hand and turned around to go back to the church and continue to hold their wedding ceremony.

Hearing Xiao Ji's cold words and seeing his merciless foot, Jiang Shiran's heart was pricked again. He turned around and looked at the white figure, led his bride into the church, waiting for the priest to read the wedding address.

After the reading, Li Xiaoji said "I do" with a gentle face, as if Jiang Shiran had not appeared just now. He exchanged rings with Wang Yufei happily and kissed his bride.

When Wang Yufei's family saw the wedding going smoothly, they showed a satisfied smile, chatting and laughing with the people who left home, looking very happy.

After watching the play, Liang Qiancheng got up and went to the door without any change.

"To where?"

Cool old man didn't look up, his eyes still stay on the new couple, his tone was stern.

"After the play, I'll go out for a walk and call me when I go to the hotel." Liang Qiancheng did not stop and went on.

"After the wedding of the young master away from home, have a good chat with your father-in-law. Since you have decided to advance the wedding to a month later, you should prepare well." Liang father took a look at Zhou Suqin around Liangqian city and warned his son that Zhou family was still nearby.

"Dad, I'll go out with Qiancheng. We'll be back before we leave for the hotel." Zhou Suqin smiles sweetly at Liang's father, holding Liang Qiancheng's arm with both hands naturally, and then goes out with him.

Jiang Shiran at the gate has been retreating to no way out.

Leaning against the wall of the church, she was no longer afraid of the group of aggressive journalists who surrounded her.

Her reputation has long been rotten, even if they write a letter casually, it doesn't matter. At most, she has more jokes on her body.

Anyway, the face has been lost. It's better to pull Ye Shuya together than to stay here as a laughing stock. Even if you die, you will have a companion on the way to the netherworld.

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