She is still a little girl after all.

He sighed and almost instinctively began to look for Li Yue's direction.

Soon, he saw Li Yue sitting in the corner chatting with Ling Yujin.

She is still gentle and elegant, exuding nobility and intellectual beauty that cannot be ignored.

Li Jingchuan glanced at Li Yue and then at Mu Xuan, feeling filled with emotion.

He still remembered that Li Yue was Mu Xuan's age when she married him.

Girls of this age should be yearning for this kind of grand wedding, right?

Suddenly, the words Ling Xiucheng said at the door came to mind:

"I heard that Mr. Li and his ex-wife never held a wedding from their marriage to their final divorce..."

Li Jingchuan sighed, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

At the beginning, he indeed did not give Li Yue a perfect wedding.

At that time, he always thought that he would not fall in love with Li Yue, and that his marriage to her was just to escape the fate of marrying Mo Yuqing.

If he had known, he and Li Yue would have reached this point...

He would never let the best memory of her life pass by like that.

But now, her relationship with him has reached its freezing point and will never come back.

What's the use of thinking so much besides making yourself more sad?

Soon, the wedding started.

This is indeed a grand wedding, with lighting, sound effects and venue.

They are all so beautiful that they are enough to make all the women in Yingcheng yearn for them.

In the sound of moving music, the groom and the bride appeared.

Qin Muran was wearing a hat, and Ling Qinghe had a ribbon tied around her neck.

The decorations of these two people are somewhat inconsistent with today's wedding.

But luckily, these are just minor flaws.

After the priest read the declaration from the Bible and the bride and groom exchanged rings, the wedding was a complete success.

The last part is when the groom and the bride hold the knife and cut the cake together.

Qin Muran held Ling Qinghe in his arms, and the two of them were like a bunch of beautiful people.

The moment the knives in their hands cut into the cake——

The door to the venue is wide open.

A group of men wearing sackcloth and mourning came in from the door.

The mourning clothes they wore were incompatible with the atmosphere of today's wedding.

For a moment, the venue was completely silent.

On the stage, Ling Qinghe and Qin Muran, who were cutting cakes with smiles, raised their heads.

The scene in front of him caused the smile on Ling Qinghe's face to freeze instantly!

Because she knows every one of these men!

These were all things she had slept with, dated, and talked about before!

The blood on her face suddenly disappeared.

Why are these people here?

How did they get through the many obstacles outside?

What are they doing here wearing such clothes?

Seemingly seeing through the shock in Ling Qinghe's eyes, the leading man looked up at Ling Qinghe with a smile:

"We are here to pay homage to our dead love."

"Miss Ling once told each of us that she would let us be the uncles of the Ling family in the future."

"We would like to ask Miss Ling, everyone has slept with you and had relationships with you, why was it Qin Muran who finally married you?"

A few words caused an instant uproar on the scene!

Waves of discussion erupted in the venue:
Chapter completed!