She knew the old gramps abilities. Not to mention that she no longer had such strong feelings for Wenshu, even if she had her, she couldn't risk letting Mu Wenshu go with him.

Before he knew Yun Hu, he didn't have many friends. Other than his own personality and position, he was very different from others. Sometimes, her heart felt inexplicably uncomfortable. Looking at the people around her talking and laughing with each other, she felt abnormally lonely and lonely. Sometimes, quietly looking out the window, will feel oneself is a very easily forgotten person. Until she met her little sister Yun Hu.

During school, she would happily listen to Yun Hu's gossip about the boys and girls every day. Until now, when she was sharing all the interesting things that had happened with him, no matter how tired she was, she would always chat with Lu Qingli and guide him, and then, even if Yun Hu was unable to stay up close and busy herself, she would always be able to pull away her knife to help her. Although there were times when she was very clumsy and clumsy, when trains ran endlessly, but she was always very caring and caring towards Lu Qingli, she would always chat with him and guide him, and then even if she was very tired of talking with him, she would always be able to thank him. Yun Hu was one side of her that she yearned for, yet did not dare to do so.

Lu Qingli had clearly indicated that she wanted Yun Hu to be her bridesmaid, and she had even prepared to let the baby recognize her as her godmother. When they got old, they would often meet and drink tea and reminisce about the past, smiling at each other.

After Lu Qingli changed the wedding dress and the outer garment, a makeup artist changed her makeup and plastered her eyebrows. He adjusted her eyeliner and eye shadow, then fixed her lips. In the end, Yun Hu helped her pick out a suitable length of veil. She followed the makeup artist and used a diamond hairpin to place on her hair bun. Then the veil turned forward, covering her delicate, white face.

Yun Hu looked left and right before finally adjusting the hairpin to a position that she was extremely satisfied with. Then she nodded.

"Beautiful! Qingli, you are just like an empress! "So beautiful!"

Lu Qingli was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at Yun Hu's analogy. The woman who had already gotten married once was now wearing a wedding dress again. Although the matters of marriage were clearly familiar, her heart was still a little nervous.

Yun Hu pursed her lips, then said to the makeup artist: "Enough, stop putting on the hair ornament, there are too many things on the bride's head, it's weird and heavy."

The staff in the lounge all went to the other side to discuss the style of the next set of clothes. Yun Hu suddenly moved closer to Lu Qingli and said: "Qingli … Are you sure you want to marry Xi Muyao again... Why didn't you go with Nutty? He loves you so much! "

Qingli pursed her lips, and slowly said: Yun Hu, love is mutual. Wasn't there a guy who chased after you for so long? Why didn't you stay with him? "

Yun Hu was at a loss for words, and did not know how to answer.

"But, Xi Muyao betrayed you! Why did you marry him again! "

Qingli felt pain in his heart. Although she knew that Yun Hu meant no harm, being stabbed in the heart still hurt a lot.

"Yun Hu..." Qingli called out softly, but did not say anything else.

"Qingli, I don't know if I should tell you this now, but I'm afraid …" Yun Hu frowned, feeling apprehensive. ~ Is Lu Qingli really not in love with Mu Wenshu anymore? She really wanted to marry Xi Muyao again.

"What happened? What are you going to tell me? " Lu Qingli looked at Yun Hu's hesitant appearance, and felt uneasy, the expression on her face became serious.

Yun Hu looked at Lu Qingli, then looked around and pulled Lu Qingli to a corner, "That day when Big Brother Wenshu came to my house, he was full of wounds …"

Yun Hu told Lu Qingli everything about what happened that day in detail.

"Impossible …" Lu Qingli was stunned after hearing this. She subconsciously shook her head and denied that she had been married for three years, so she could be considered to have some understanding of Xi Muyao. Although his conduct these past few days was far different from the Xi Muyao she had known, she had a feeling that Xi Muyao wouldn't do such a thing.

Yun Hu stomped her foot in frustration, "Big Brother Wenshu has already been injured to that extent! I saw you with my own eyes! Otherwise, why do you think I interfered with your business and brought you to the airport! Lu Qingli, I am only hoping for your happiness! "

Qingli's hands were entwined together uneasily, did Xi Muyao really send people to beat Mu Wenshu?

Her heart was in a mess, Yun Hu would never speak nonsense to fabricate a story, but Xi Muyao did not seem like the type of person to do such a thing.

"Xi Muyao wants to marry you, so he won't allow Mu Wenshu to spoil his plans!" Yun Hu said hatefully, "Could it be that you don't believe me?"

"I …" Before Qingli could say anything, the leader of the wedding team ran towards them while bowing and scraping. He told Lu Qingli to follow them to the door to look for Lu Jinghao, since the wedding ceremony was about to start.

As Lu Qingli walked outside, she said to Yun Hu: "I believe you, but things are not as simple as you think!" It was at the critical moment of the wedding that Qingli did not have time to speak to Yun Hu. She had to follow the bridesmaids and the wedding staff.

Pushing open the door to the lounge, he found a short corridor that led to a side door of the main banquet hall. A tall figure was already waiting by the door.

It was Lu Jinghao.

When Lu Qingli saw her father's imposing figure, she could not help but bite her lower lip.

This was what the old gramps had arranged, she had never had a way out.

Qingli resigned to her fate, lifted up her wide skirt, and gracefully walked over and gently held her father's arm.

Lu Jinghao smiled slightly: "Good child, are you nervous?"

Lu Qingli shook her head and smiled: "What's there to be nervous about, she's already married for the second time."

"Dad, am I that disgraceful?"

"Daddy thinks that you're too worrisome."

Lu Jinghao laughed heartily as he turned his head to look into Lu Qingli's eyes and said gently, "That's good. Mu Yao is someone that daddy has set her eyes on.

He turned his head to look at the guest seats in the distance and said meaningfully, "Your eyes look very much like your mother's. In my entire life, she's been the one that makes me the most sorry. Every time I see your eyes, I'll think of your mother … "Your father will never be able to make up for the mistakes he made against your mother in this life. Just treat it as making amends to your mother, so no matter what your father says, you must be happy."

Lu Qingli looked at the side of Lu Jinghao's face. This tall and sturdy politician that could call the wind and summon the rain was only an ordinary old man who doted on her daughter. A lonely and lonely elder … Her eyes turned red as she thought of this, but she could not shed tears at the wedding. She could only suppress her sobs with all her might, forcing them back.

Then, Lu Qingli heard that someone had invited them from the main stage. Lu Jinghao nodded in response, and then led Lu Qingli along an arc path to the center of the guest seating area. The white wedding dress dragged out a splendor on the ground. The part that was spread out on the ground was embroidered with a white lily pattern, making the entire dress look even purer and more noble.

During this wedding, Lu Qinghuan specially got someone to carve an ice sculpture on the guest stand's center fountain platform, it was carved with a Cupid holding a bow and arrow, but it looked even more like an innocent baby. When Lu Qingli looked at it, she felt that this little angel looked really like her baby. In the middle of the room, on a large LED screen, there was a group photo of the two of them. Each photo was a story. There were some photos that even Lu Qingli and his teacher did not know about. Some of them were specially provided by their classmates and teachers when they were at school.

Lu Qingli did not see Xi Muyao's figure.

She absentmindedly thought back to more than a year ago, when she first married Xi Muyao. When she was following Lu Jinghao and holding his hand as they walked along the long corridor, a man's emotional and magnetic words suddenly rang out from the loudspeaker above her head.

I met you a long time ago. He didn't want to let go, didn't want to give up. Today, I have finally used my lifetime's good luck to hold your hand. At this moment, I suddenly thought of the love letter that I secretly wrote for my roommates when I was still in university. This is what I had always wanted to say to you, but never had the opportunity to say it to you.

I want to grow old with you... I want to meet the beautiful morning sun with you, I want to go to the subway with you, and then I want to hold you tightly, grab you, and make a ruckus with you, do crazy things and then secretly snuggle together and laugh. I want to eat with you in the middle of the night, wearing slippers, from the first food street outside the university city to the last stall, I want to go with you to see the countless beautiful scenery, I want to wake up every day and see you, I think you will always be mine alone …

When Xi Muyao's recording rang in the auditorium, Lu Qingli thought of the past and her tears instantly flowed down to the corner of her eyes …