Dudu’s eyes were misty as she looked at him, "...This is the last chance...will you marry ?"
"Go back!"
With his loud roar, Dudu’s tears fell even more rapidly. Yet, she slowly retreated, looking at him with heartache. "Su Bao... I really hate you..."
Again and again, she lowered her dignity for him to trample on, handing her heart over only to watch it shattered to pieces. She still had hope for this man.
A man who didn’t even attend her wedding, she actually hoped he would co to stop the wedding...
Struggling to run over, she stayed in his office for less than a minute and then fled as if escaping.
Shen Yiran looked at the door she had slamd shut, took several deep breaths with his eyes closed, and her pitiful image filled his mind.
He really felt sorry for her like that, why did she have to be so foolish? Why does she still think of him when he is clearly so bad?
...
"Dudu is missing?"
"Yes, there’s no one in the lounge."
"Did she go to the bathroom?"
"No, I checked everywhere."
"This girl, why is she acting up at this ti? I’ll call her."
"I called, she didn’t answer."
Mom was pacing anxiously, "What do we do, the ceremony is about to start..."
Su Yuecheng calmly thought for a mont and said, "Did she go to find Su Bao?"
"Yes yes yes, call Su Bao and ask."
As everyone was at their wit’s end, a figure in white appeared not far away.
An’an imdiately noticed her, "Dudu?!"
Su’s mom ran over at once, "Where did you go, child?"
Seeing Dudu’s tear-streaked face, she asked with heartache, "What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Did you go to find Su Bao again? How many tis have we told you, why don’t you listen?"
Su Yuecheng interrupted his wife’s scolding, "Alright, don’t scold her now, hurry up and get ready for the wedding."
Yi An quickly washed Dudu’s face and reapplied her makeup. Xiaoxiao and Gu Qimiao comforted her for a long ti, and Dudu’s emotions finally stabilized a bit.
Although there were so accidents, thankfully, the wedding proceeded on ti.
"Miss Su Yutong, do you take this man to be your husband, to marry him? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"
After the priest fluently recited the lines, there was a mont of silence. Everyone’s eyes were on Dudu, and so began to murmur.
Qiao Luchen, however, remained calm, looking at the woman across from him.
Thinking of Shen Yiran’s decisive look, Dudu’s eyes slightly closed. She didn’t look at Qiao Luchen and said softly, "I do."
Anyway, it’s not him, it doesn’t matter who I marry.
The sa question was posed to Qiao Luchen, and he straightforwardly replied, "I do."
Exchanging rings, embracing, kissing, Dudu cooperated with it all.
But when their lips touched an unfamiliar mouth, she felt resistant. Qiao Luchen held her head and deepened the kiss. Seeing a clear tear slide from her eye, down her cheek, it quickly fell to the ground.
Following the priest’s instructions, they each signed their nas on the marriage contract.
As she put down the pen, Qiao Luchen whispered in her ear, "You made the decision, now you must bear the corresponding consequences. I won’t indulge your reckless behavior."
Dudu didn’t speak. From the beginning to the end of the wedding, she never once smiled. Perhaps in her lifeti, she would never find happiness again.
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