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Wedge (Bloody Wedding)

A City

Early summer's A city breeze blew, the camphor leaves were green, the sun gave off a transparent feeling, in this early summer A city welcomed everyone to know the happy news, one of the Royal Group's president Mo Danyan married the Zhongshi Group's daughter Zhong Xiawei, their wedding was announced a week ago, and today was the wedding day. In front of several major media, such as Xinhua and the New York Times, Mo Danyan wanted to marry Zhong Xiawei.

Rolls-Royce Phantom, Lincoln, Maybach, Lamborghini, Maserati, Bentley, Bugatsu, and so on. The traffic in City A has never been obstructed, and both sides of the road are filled with people. The mayor of City A gave Mo Danyan a bit of face, and gave him two hours of free time.

Three Lamborghini stopped at the top of the mountain, opened the door, and three extraordinarily handsome men stepped down. They were Su Leng, Xi Yejue, and Fu Siyang, one of the Royal Group. Su Leng was gentle like jade, elegant like a tree with the air, like a typical prince; Xi Yejue was a monster who would never forget his looks even after looking at them; Fu Siyang, who was as delicate as a woman, combined both the ruffian and the radish together; Xi Yejue smiled evilly as he looked at the church not too far away.

"Yan, won't you regret it? This time's display is really grand, so the chances are very slim in the future. "

Su Leng's inky black eyes held a smile, "I bet the wedding will be ruined and I'll bet a hundred million dollars."

"I'm on the same side as you. Pay up." Fu Siyang's phoenix eyes swept across the crowd and he looked at Su Leng with a smile. The corner of Su Leng's mouth twitched as he kicked Fu Siyang. Fu Siyang quickly dodged and looked at Su Leng with grievance, "Little Cold, be gentle."

"F * ck, Fu Siyang, shut your mouth for laozi."

Xi Yejue looked at the two who were laughing sinisterly. He looked at the bridal escort team that was about to arrive and looked at the wooden house not far away from the church. Then, he smiled, "I bet Xia Yuyan will appear. It's a bet of 200 million dollars."

Su Leng and Fu Siyang gave a thumbs up. This guy is really generous. You won't be able to find a place to cry when you lose.

The man's face was stiff, giving off the feeling of an iceberg. However, his facial features were extremely good, just like those of God's most outstanding works of art, cut and cut by hand, with a faint distance between the brows and coldness. The man's black suit wrapped around a figure that was as thin and powerful as a model.

Xi Yejue came forward, "Yan, happy wedding, I hope you will always be happy."

"Yan, we do not know the reason. We just hope that you do not regret it." Fu Siyang and Su Leng also came forward and whispered as they looked at Mo Danyan. Wu Tie nodded expressionlessly and walked straight towards the church.

At exactly midnight, the church bell rang. The beautiful bride, Zhong Xiawei, walked into the church step by step, holding Zhong Yi's hand. Looking at Mo Danyan, her eyebrows were full of smiles; she finally married the man she loved on her birthday.

From beginning to end, there was no smile, no words.

Until the middle of the night, when Zhong Xiawei's hand was handed to him, his face was full of smiles, "Mo Danyan, I'll leave my precious daughter to you. From now on, you have to treat her well."

Mo Danyan slightly frowned and did not say anything. This woman was not what he wanted, and whether she lived or died naturally had nothing to do with him.

"May I ask Miss Zhong Xiawei, are you willing to swear in front of the Lord that you will marry this man in this life, regardless of life or death, and will never leave him until the end?" Before the two of them, the priest began to swear, word for word, sonorous and forceful. Among those below the stage, there were those who wished him well, those who envied him, and those who came to watch the show.

"I do." Zhong Xiawei spoke shyly, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were full of love as she looked at Mo Danyan without hesitation.

"Mr. Mo Danyan, are you willing to swear in front of the Lord that you will marry the woman in front of you in this life, regardless of life or death, and will never leave her until your life comes to an end?" The priest looked at Mo Danyan and asked.

"I …"

"I object."

When the door of the church was opened, a cold voice sounded out at the same time as Mo Danyan. The crowd's expression changed drastically. Under the gazes of jealousy, surprise, and despise, the slender figure walked steadily towards the two people step by step, with a faint but pale smile on her beautiful face.

Xi Yejue gave a devilish smile, "Remember, 200 million dollars. Xia Yuyan appeared."

Su Leng and Fu Siyang looked at him disdainfully. They didn't hear that the Royal Group had suffered a big loss, did they?

Mo Danyan's eyes were filled with mockery. He was afraid that the wedding wouldn't be held as scheduled, so he called over to protect Xia Yuyan, but the priest stopped him, "Master Zhong, before God, this child has the right to object."

Zhong Xiawei held Mo Danyan's hand worriedly. When she saw that Mo Danyan's gaze was calm, she calmed down and looked down at Xia Yuyan in disdain. Xia Yuyan walked step by step towards Mo Danyan.

Xia Yuyan smiled as she stood in front of Mo Danyan.

The priest looked at Xia Yuyan amiably, "Child, tell me your reason for objecting?"

Xia Yuyan ignored the priest. She pushed Zhong Xiawei away and leaned close to Mo Danyan. Her voice was not loud, and everyone around could hear her.

"I'm here to congratulate you, Mo Danyan. Also, I'm here to give you a present. You'll never forget it for the rest of your life." Xia Yuyan had an enchanting smile. Mo Danyan frowned slightly as he did not understand what she meant. He looked at Xia Yuyan in surprise and glanced at her coldly.