Ye Wanxin panicked when she saw Lin Lanxin's tense face and disapproval in her expression.
If her mother really did not agree with her marrying Rong Jiuci, the wedding she had been looking forward to for so long and finally arrived would come to nothing.
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Ye Wanxin's mind.
In the end, it was fixed on the mockery of my former friend and Murong Rong's face.
no!
She must marry Rong Jiuci!
"Yang Kaiqing, get out of here now, my daughter won't marry anymore..."
"Mom!" Ye Wanxin interrupted suddenly before Lin Lanxin could finish her words. She got off the bed, walked to Lin Lanxin, and knelt down with a plop.
Ye Wanxin's kneeling shocked everyone.
Lin Lanxin even had a conditioned reflex to help Ye Wanxin up.
"I can't get up." Ye Wanxin broke free from Lin Lanxin's restraint, with tears in her eyes: "Don't blame Jiu Ci. I said that no matter what happens, I will understand him. Although he is a Rong family member
The president of the group is not the king of this world. The world will not stop just because today is our wedding. I understand that he is busy."
"Wan Xin, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know, and I know what I am doing. Mom, just let me go and let me marry the one I love."
"Wanxin!" Lin Lanxin couldn't help but scolded: "Are you crazy?"
She knew Rong Jiuci was very good.
But no matter how good he is, what's the use if he doesn't care about his daughter? The days to come will be torture for his daughter.
Ye Wanxin didn't speak, she just knelt straight.
Lin Lanxin's chest heaved violently with anger, and waves of dizziness came through her head.
"Lan Xin." Ye Shizheng heard the noise and hurried over to support his wife.
"Brother Zheng." Lin Lanxin couldn't help but call out, tears flashing in her eyes.
Ye Shizheng's big hand caressed Lin Lanxin's back: "Please help my daughter."
"But this is not a good destination." Lin Lanxin was very anxious. Seeing her daughter insisting on jumping into the fire pit, no mother could calm down.
"That's also her choice. If we stop her, we'll end up becoming enemies." Ye Shizheng sighed and persuaded: "Besides, we are still watching after all."
Lin Lanxin still had a thousand worries, but with her husband's persuasion and her daughter's persistence, she finally began to let go.
She closed her eyes and refused to look anymore.
Ye Shizheng personally helped his daughter up and whispered: "Okay, let's go and live a good life in the future."
Ye Wanxin was overjoyed and thanked her father again and again. At this time, the people beside her immediately helped her up.
The stylist also quickly came over to touch up Ye Wanxin's makeup again.
The room became lively again, but compared with the liveliness just now, it was always a bit perfunctory.
Yang Kaiqing invited Ye Wanxin to get on the bus very politely. As for the small games he had prepared before, no one dared to mention them now.
In the wedding car, Ye Wanxin was sitting alone in the wedding car. She turned to look at the Ye family, which had resumed its bustle, and shed a tear.
Soon, she raised her hand to wipe it off. She hugged the bouquet tightly with a determined look on her face.
Anyway, the wedding finally went ahead, and as long as today passed, she would be Mrs. Rong.
Her true life experience can no longer confine her.
Thinking of that wonderful future, Ye Wanxin couldn't help but smile sincerely.
She leaned next to the delicate bouquet and took a deep breath. The fragrance of the flowers made her mood instantly become very beautiful.
Swan Lake Castle.
"...Okay, I understand. I will tell Brother Jiu."
Huo Yanshen hung up the phone and looked at his grandfather and grandson who were sitting together playing chess, but hesitated to speak.
Rong Jiuci held the black chess piece between his slender fingers and placed it on the chessboard with a snap. He didn't even turn his head and asked, "Ye Wanxin has already set off?"
This sounds like a question, but Rong Jiuci's tone was calm, as if he had made a definite conclusion.
"Yes." Huo Yanshen couldn't help but say, "Ye Wanxin really risked everything to marry you."
"Really?" Rong Jiuci asked calmly, with the slightly raised corners of his lips showing disdain and indifference.
Huo Yanshen came over: "Brother Ninth, weren't you touched at all by Ye Wanxin's behavior?"
"No."
Before Huo Yanshen could speak, Mr. Rong said: "Since you don't dare to move and don't like it, then don't get married and just cancel the wedding."
Huo Yanshen was shocked. Cancel the wedding? Mr. Rong said so.
"Grandpa Rong, I remember you liked Ye Wanxin very much, didn't you? Why has it changed now?"
"Has it changed? My old man has not changed. What I like is a granddaughter-in-law who can add children to my Rong family and is law-abiding. How many things does Ye Wanxin have?"
Huo Yan was speechless and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Mr. Rong. He was indeed the Dinghai Shenzhen. He could see this matter thoroughly.
Mr. Rong snorted, looking extremely arrogant.
After that, he looked at Rong Jiuci: "Jiuci, you still have one last chance to regret it. Once the wedding is over, no matter how you look at it, Ye Wanxin will be the young lady of the Rong family in the eyes of outsiders."
"Has she still regarded herself as a young lady these years?" Rong Jiuci said lightly, obviously not intending to change his mind.
Since he has decided to let go of Rong Rong's hand first and protect her safety, Ye Wanxin is the best choice.
Mr. Rong couldn't help but said: "Jiu Ci, I hope you can understand one thing. What is more hurtful than the bloody storm outside is your self-righteous attitude."
Looking at his grandson's calm face, he sighed: "I hope you won't regret it."
At this time, the western suburbs of Rongcheng.
Murong Rong placed the sleeping Li Xiuqin in the back seat, and she got into the passenger seat again.
Ji Baibai, who was in the driver's seat, turned to look at her and said, "Rong Rong, once you go to Swan Lake Castle today, there will be no way out. Are you sure you won't regret it?"
"There is nothing worth regretting." Murong Rong's pretty face was tense, and her eyes were as firm as a rock. She said calmly: "Those people have never given me any chance to regret."
The fire of that day flashed before my eyes again.
In that burning car, her An'an body was gone.
Ji Baibai also thought of An An's death, and the sweet voice of the little girl seemed to still be echoing in his ears.
"Godmother! Godmother!"
Ji Baibai held the steering wheel tightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Then fuck them!"
As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car drove into the darkening night.
In the banquet hall of Swan Lake Castle.
Song Hongfeng wore a light pink dress, made of tulle material, which made her look more delicate and beautiful.
Song Hongfeng was very popular, and many wealthy ladies who attended the banquet were very good friends with her.
Although she is only the adopted daughter of the Song family, she is good at life, has good grades, and has always been cute, obedient, and filial outside the home. Therefore, she is regarded by many elders as the ideal daughter-in-law candidate, which also makes her attract attention.
He was chased by many wealthy young men.
In the past, Song Hongfeng would have enjoyed this feeling of being surrounded by stars.
But now, seeing the luxurious and perfectly decorated wedding hall, she was so anxious that she sat on pins and needles.