C1 Marriage crisis.

Red ornaments, red curtains, red carpet, red bed. The entire room was bright red, filled with a festive atmosphere.

Qiao Xiaoran sat at the bedside with a shy face. She was holding a red pillow in her hand.

Today was the day she and Lu Jingcheng got married. To be able to marry a man she dreamt of, it was a blessing to every woman.

Qiao Xiaoran's heart was full of sweetness now.

Lu Jingcheng went to send the guests off and would be back soon. Thinking about what was going to happen next, she was both afraid and expectant.

Rushing footsteps came from the door. The door was pushed open and Lu Jingcheng rushed in with big steps.

"Jingcheng!" Qiao Xiaoran looked up at Lu Jingcheng shyly, but his eyes were full of anger.

"Qiao Xiaoran, tell me honestly, have you done anything that betrayed me?"

"No!"

"No, then what is this?" Lu Jingcheng threw a photo in front of Qiao Xiaoran.

Qiao Xiaoran picked up the photo. She only took a look at it and her mind went blank.

In the photo, she was naked and there was a man lying on her body.

"This. . . " Qiao Xiaoran looked at the photo. She remembered a dream she often had.

She had always thought that it was just a dream. But she had never thought that she would actually see a picture that was exactly the same as the one in her dream.

Could it be that all of this was real? But why didn't she have the slightest impression?

Veins popped out on Lu Jingcheng's forehead as he stared at Qiao Xiaoran with a pair of scarlet eyes. He saw that Qiao Xiaoran did not speak and was extremely disappointed. "Qiao Xiaoran, I thought you were a clean woman. So you are actually a dirty woman. "

He only stared fiercely at Qiao Xiaoran. "I will not marry a dirty woman. You can leave!"

After saying this, Lu Jingcheng strode out. Seeing his back disappear, Qiao Xiaoran stood up and chased after him.

A group of people gathered in the living room downstairs. Seeing Qiao Xiaoran appear, Mrs. Qiao anxiously came over, "Xiaoran, this is not true. Am I right? There was someone framing you, right?"

"Who would frame her? Isn't the photograph clear enough?" The young mistress of Lu family, Lu Wanxin, sneered.

"My Xiaoran would never do such a thing. It must be someone else who framed her." Mrs. Qiao desperately wanted to protect Qiao Xiaoran.

"Xiaoran, how could you do such an immoral thing. I like you so much. You really hurt my heart. "

Lu Jingcheng's mother, Mrs. Lu, wiped away her tears. Her face was full of sadness.

"Mrs. Lu, there must be a misunderstanding. My Xiaoran is not that kind of person. You have to believe her. "

"Enough!" Qiao Zhenyu, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly roared. Such a thing had caused him to lose all his face.

He pointed at Qiao Xiaoran, who had lost her soul, and said, "I don't have a daughter as shameful as you. Tomorrow morning, get out of the Qiao family immediately!"

"Zhenyu, where do you want Xiaoran to go?" Mrs. Qiao became anxious.

"It's all because of you. I really. . . " Qiao Zhenyu stomped his foot, turned around and left.

"Zhenyu, explain it to your in-laws!" Mrs. Qiao went to pull Qiao Zhenyu, but he pushed her hard and she fell to the ground.

Seeing Mrs. Qiao fall, Qiao Xiaoran reacted and immediately reached out to help her up.

Mrs. Qiao's forehead was full of blood. Her eyes were tightly closed and she was already unconscious.

Qiao Xiaoran was so scared that she cried out in shock. "Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Qiao Zhenyu, who was walking out of the door, heard the sound and turned his head. He saw his wife's face was covered in blood. He was shocked and immediately rushed over to hug Mrs. Qiao. "Wife, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and call an ambulance!"