This simple sentence suddenly hit Lin Shu's heart.
She raised her eyes and saw that beside the red carpet in front of her, the insane sugar cube had been taken away. The long road connected straight to the high platform covered with flowers.
The emcee, the music, the blessings from relatives and friends, everything was there, except for the man who was deep in her heart.
When I was lonely, I suddenly saw my assistant carrying a photo frame from the side.
The smiling man above is none other than her deceased wife, He Zhengde.
That was a photo taken two years before his death. He had handsome features, a slight wrinkle at the corner of his eyes, but his hair was black, and he looked quite young.
Between his eyebrows and eyes, he looks quite similar to He Jinchao.
The moment she saw that photo, Lin Shu burst into tears.
When the old man left her resolutely and left, she felt resentful in her heart.
Back then, we vowed to be brothers forever.
But he left her so long ago.
She was left alone in this world...
So she didn't want to mention him in front of others, and she would only visit the ancestral hall on the anniversary of his death. Even if she went, it would be shameless.
But what about actually?
Every night in the dead of night, only she could understand the profound longing she felt.
When the assistant saw Lin Shu's face bursting into tears, he quickly asked the girl who was doing makeup to come forward to wipe Lin Shu's tears and touch up her makeup.
"Today is your big day, so you can't cry."
The assistant said, then lowered his head to look at the photo frame in his arms, and said with a smile, "If the old lady sees you crying, how distressed it will be!"
Lin Shu opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't speak at all.
Seeing this, the assistant raised his eyes and glanced at the emcee in the distance. The two looked at each other and nodded, and the emcee began to explain.
"Dear guests, this was just a small interlude. Now the wedding has officially begun! Applause to our newlyweds today!"
With that said, the wedding march began to play.
The audience in the audience suddenly woke up.
"So it turns out that the old lady of the He family is having a wedding today?"
"So Mr. He just acted as a flower girl?"
"Rich people really know how to play."
…
The assistant led Lin Shu forward.
Fu Jinyu was watching from behind during the whole process, and couldn't help but be a little curious. Isn't this He Jinchao's wedding?
How come he became Lin Shu's in the blink of an eye?
And the way He Jinchao was running away just now, you don't need to think about it to know that he is looking for Xiaoyu, right?
It seems that Xiaoyu is really not that important in your mind.
As he was thinking about it, the sound of Butler Qi swallowing came next to him.
"When the old lady married into the He family, it was a turbulent era, so the wedding was unnecessary. So people outside called her Mrs. Lin... I didn't expect that the young master would still remember this and make arrangements for the old lady.
Such a grand wedding!”
As he said this, Butler Qi shed tears.
He must be an older person, and he is always easily moved.
He wiped the tears from his cheeks, looked up at Lin Shu who was walking on the red carpet, and said with emotion, "Old madam, your long-cherished wish has finally come true..."
Lao Qi was right, this was probably another regret in Lin Shu's heart.
It is true that she deeply loves He Zhengde, but it is also true that she did not get a wedding, so she has always called herself Mrs. Lin.
Even Xiao Muyu called her Grandma Lin...
Now that she finally put on her wedding dress and walked on the red carpet, Lin Shu felt extremely surprised and satisfied.
From time to time, she looked back at the man in the photo frame beside her, feeling countless emotions in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
Old man, although our wedding is a little late, our happiness is still the same as before...
A gust of warm wind blew, blowing the white floating flowers on the photo frame, and also blew the slightly raised corners of He Zhengde's lips.
Yes, Ash.
We finally had a wedding.
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Xiao Muyu’s wedding scene.
There was chaos on the stage, but Cui Wu, who was among the crowd off the stage, had already received the message from Sugar Cube and triggered the bomb's timer without hesitation.
Twenty minutes, no more, no less.
After the trigger was completed, he stood up, straightened the collar of his suit a little, and planned to leave.
I haven't worn this suit for many years and my whole body feels uncomfortable!
And just when he pulled at the corner of his clothes and raised his eyes, he saw a man in a white shirt staring at him at the table three or four steps away.
This person is none other than Jiang An.
Everyone hangs out on the road, and although they have never crossed paths before, they are keenly aware of each other's similar aura.
Cui Wu instinctively stopped and looked at the other person with squinted eyes.
The atmosphere suddenly came to a standstill.
No matter how loud the commotion on the high platform was at the moment, for them, they were isolated by a strong aura.
Confrontation, coldness, scrutiny, and the breath of death filled their world.
It was Jiang An who spoke first.
"Someone spent a hundred million dollars to find an explosives expert last night. I guess this person must have extraordinary skills and considerable strength."
Cui Wu raised his eyebrows.
Sure enough, they are the same kind.
That's right, that 100 million went into his pocket.
He originally planned to quit after delivering the medicine to Tangtang, but...
One hundred million.
It's really too tempting.
I'm afraid no one can resist such temptation.
Besides, it would be a piece of cake for him to plant some explosives and blow up this small wedding venue.
There is no reason to refuse at all.
But I can't admit it at the moment.
"Today's wedding is really a farce, it looks boring." Youyou said, and he was about to leave.
Cui Wu's life creed is to make enough money, then retire and live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
With everything done and the money in hand, he naturally didn't want to cause any more trouble.
However, just as he was passing by Jiang'an, he was stopped.
"Since the wedding has begun, you should wait until it is over before leaving. This is basic courtesy."
There was an obvious threat in the cold voice.
Cui Wu suddenly frowned, a murderous intent sinking in his black eyes.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die."
"Humph." Jiang An curled his lips coldly, not taking Cui Wu's words seriously at all.
We are all men standing at the top of the food chain, who is afraid of whom?
"I said, no one is allowed to leave until the wedding is over!"
Cui Wu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the man standing in front of him with his cold gaze.
After being entangled for a while, three minutes have passed.
In seventeen minutes, the explosives under their feet will be detonated!
Based on that amount of explosives, everyone present would be blown to ashes!
He doesn't want to be buried here!
Dang even clenched the hand hanging by his side and punched Jiang An in the face!
Most of the people present were looking at the high platform, and almost no one noticed that there was a fight under the stage.
But at this moment, Lu Li, who had long been tired of being teased by those on the stage, suddenly narrowed his black eyes and glanced at the two figures struggling together under the stage.
His right eyebrow was slightly raised, and he walked over instinctively.
This kind of fight is still interesting.
The two people who were fighting were completely unaware that the real God of Death was quietly approaching them at this moment.