"Du Qiang." Du Ya said loudly: "I came here today to make it clear to you." She paused, then glanced around with a little timidity, but she saw a figure.

Later, this cowardice turned into judgment.

"Mr. Ye is not my boyfriend. I have never turned into a swan. I have always been the gray swan."

Xiaotian and Du Qiang listened in silence. No one interrupted her. Even the pastor took off his glasses and stood aside with a sigh.

"I felt very happy at the beginning because I knew you would not be happy in the future. She would be resentful of you because she was not as good as me, and you would be tired of her resentment."

Xiaotian didn't say anything, but she held Du Qiang's arm tightly. She knew that Du Ya was right. The wedding she was looking forward to today was actually just a delay because of the child.

Du Ya's voice was loud and his face was slightly blushing, "But, I don't want to do this now, not because of my holy mother, but because I have really withdrawn from this relationship. You were a wonderful relationship to me back then."

Memories, let’s just stop at memories.”

Her lips wriggled as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She just took a step forward, looked at Du Qiang first, then at Xiaotian, and said sincerely: "Bless you, I wish you happiness."

Turning around, her white dress drew a beautiful arc in the air. She smiled where no one saw her, feeling really relieved.

Suddenly, she heard a slight tearing sound, so she looked down and saw that the gauze skirt of the dress was hanging on the edge of the wooden chair. The sawdust caught the gauze skirt, and a small hole was torn out of the gauze skirt.

It's so miserable, I think all my salary for this year will be lost! Duya hurried over with a pale face, wanting to find Ding Yiyi to see how to save her, but in the eyes of the people at the scene, she was very sad and ran away alone.

Open healing.

Everyone turned around and felt a little sympathy for the woman just now. They looked at Du Qiang with a hint of contempt in his eyes. Even Xiao Tian looked at him with a look that was not as gentle as before.

Outside the wedding venue, Ding Yiyi and Shui Bei were standing three or four steps apart. Neither of them spoke. Ding Yiyi was focused on the wedding, and she didn't know if Ye Nianmo helped Du Ya regain face.

Shuibei stood behind her, and she looked at her back with pain in her heart. She wanted Ye Nianmo crazily. Everything about Ye Nianmo was so perfect. How perfect her life was with him!

Suddenly, she saw the person she had been longing for, and he walked past her, not paying attention to her, and just walked straight towards his wife.

Ding Yiyi felt that Ye Nianmo was coming, so she deliberately ignored it and waited until the other party came behind her before turning her head. She originally thought that he would be surprised or scared, but the other party was better, his face remained unchanged and he was so cool.

looked at her.

"How's it going?" Ding Yiyi pouted and had to change the topic.

Seeing that she found it really interesting and cute, Ye Nianmo explained clearly in a few words, "It's done."

Shuibei was left alone behind. She didn't want to be like this. She longed in her heart to say a word or two to him, even if it was through Ding Yiyi's mouth.

Before she could speak, she saw Duya running toward her in a panic, and she suddenly forgot her plan.

"Sister Shuibei!" Du Ya was about to cry, "Hurry up and help me see if this skirt can be repaired?"

While she was pulling Shui Bei, she pulled open her skirt to show her the torn areas on her skirt, her voice almost sobbing.
Chapter completed!