Wang Xiaohua was supported by Xiao Yalan and Ye Jiayun. Ye Jiayun said angrily: "Is that Zhu Xinrong sick? She killed someone else after getting married. What do you want to do?"

Xiao Yalan's face was solemn and she didn't say a word. Wang Xiaohua was almost unable to breathe, and she didn't know whether what Tang Ye said was true or false.

After they got upstairs together, they saw Zhu Xinrong lying on the bed. The bright red sheets contrasted with her clothes, which made her look even more tragic.

The bed was full of blood, and a lot of blood was flowing on the ground. The blood was a little dry and turned a little black, while Zhu Xinrong was lying on the bed. Her wrists were as white as jade, and her white wrists reflected red blood and bright red sheets, which made people feel chilled when they saw it.

There was a letter next to it, which should be the suicide note she wrote before committing suicide. Wang Xiaohua picked up the letter and looked at it. It read: "Wang Xiaohua, even if you marry Youpeng, so what? It was my first time to sleep in your wedding bed. This bed will be my bed with Youpeng in the future. I believe that Youpeng will never forget me even if he marrys you in his life. An excellent man has to rely on his own efforts. I would rather be broken than a till the whole thing. I will let Youpeng remember me forever."

After reading it, Wang Xiaohua felt her whole body numb, and her face was dull. An Youpeng had called an ambulance.

After more than ten minutes, the ambulance arrived. After the medical staff got out, they carried Zhu Xinrong to the ambulance and found that she still had a breath. She chose to cut her veins. Fortunately, Tang Ye came in early, so they called the emergency number in time, otherwise she would definitely die.

After she was sent to the ambulance, everyone present was not very familiar with her, and no one was willing to accompany her to the hospital. An Youpeng thought about it, and his face was calm and he said slowly: "Zhu Xinrong still needs someone to take her to the hospital, so why don't I just send her."

"How can that be done?" Xu Bingying came forward, shook her head and said decisively: "Today is your wedding. You are the hero of this wedding. How can you do it after you leave your wedding? Let me go."

"Thank you, Sister Xu." An Youpeng nodded and signaled slightly. The two of them have always been loyal to each other, so there is no need to say anything more.

Xu Bingying smiled slightly and then got into the ambulance. Before leaving, she told An Youpeng, "Don't affect your wedding and mood because of today's incident." After that, she closed the car door and left.

Everyone present was very heavy in their hearts. No one expected that this would happen when Wang Xiaohua and An Youpeng got married. Everyone had a bitter face and refused to speak.

After they walked to the auditorium, Aunt Li laughed first. Although Aunt Li smiled very hard, she was already trying to do her best. She said with a smile: "Let's continue the wedding. Miss Zhu must be fine, and you don't have to worry. Today is the wedding of Youpeng and Xiaohua. Nothing is more important than this, right?"

As she said that, she pulled An Youpeng with one hand and Wang Xiaohua with the other, and held their hands tightly together. An Youpeng hugged Wang Xiaohua and told her not to be so sad.

Wang Xiaohua felt like a stone fell in her heart, sinking constantly. A bitter smell spread in her mind, and she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, An Youpeng rushed up and hugged her immediately. An Youpeng hugged her in his arms and said to her softly: "Xiaohua, are you okay?"

"I can still hold on." She said to An Youpeng with a wry smile.

"Okay, don't be so lingering, the wedding will continue to begin." Aunt Li hurriedly walked up to separate them and said to them, "I'm going to salute soon."

After saying that, she walked to Wen Shuiqing again, supported Wen Shuiqing, and suggested to Wen Shuiqing: "Madam, please sit down on the chair."

"No need." Wen Shuiqing didn't give Aunt Li's face at all, and threw Aunt Li's hand away. She said decisively: "Today's wedding will be cancelled and it can't be held anymore."

"Why?" Aunt Li asked her in surprise.

She smiled coldly, with anger in her mouth with an unconcealable corner of her mouth, and said, "It's a big joke to tell this matter. When this happened during the marriage, where will the An family face be put, and where will the Deputy Mayor Shao face be put? In short, today's wedding will be cancelled, and I firmly disagree with it."

After An Youpeng finished listening, he lowered his head and looked at Wang Xiaohua with pity. Seeing that Wang Xiaohua's eyes were wide open, but their eyes looked very empty, as if they had completely fallen into her own thoughts.

He hugged Wang Xiaohua tightly, walked to Wen Shuiqing, and said to Wen Shuiqing word by word: "Mom, I hope today's wedding can be held as scheduled."

"I don't agree." Wen Shuiqing shook her head and said decisively: "I will follow you no matter what you do, but today's occasion is no longer suitable for weddings, and there will be bloody disasters. I will do this for your own good. If you want to hold a ceremony in the future, there will be opportunities, and it will not be a day or two." Wen Shuiqing interrupted An Youpeng's words without any hesitation.

Aunt Li just went up to persuade her, and she had already glared at Aunt Li fiercely. She had always maintained an elegant, noble and generous image in front of others, but at this time, it was obvious that she could no longer maintain her usual image.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. Everyone feels uncomfortable when something like this happens. As An Youpeng’s mother, even if she doesn’t want An Youpeng and Wang Xiaohua to be with her, she still feels it’s very unlucky when something like this happens to her wedding.

Tang Ye seemed to come back to his senses until now. She sighed faintly and said slowly: "This happened, it is really a bit unlucky. Youpeng, Sister Wen did this for your own good."

An Youpeng hugged Wang Xiaohua tightly, and he said slowly: "The wedding is just a matter between Xiaohua and me, and I don't want others to interfere." His eyes looked very resolute and persistent.

Wen Shuiqing was about to refute him when she heard Wang Xiaohua say something confused but clearly: "Today's wedding will be given up."

An Youpeng didn't expect Wang Xiaohua to say this. He grabbed Wang Xiaohua's hand, tied her fingers, and said to her: "Xiaohua, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!