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The wedding venue was in chaos.
Yang Lan stood on the stage and watched Kang Zeyu's leaving figure. Her eyes instantly became moist.
She stepped on her high heels and lifted her white skirt, thinking to chase after Kang Zeyu.
"Ze Yu …"
she screamed, her voice hoarse.
However, the only response she got was Kang Zeyu's leaving figure without any hesitation.
In the center of the guests