C3 He Even Bought One for His Daughter?

Isn't this the PhD? This young lady from the Si family isn't going to pay her respects... Wait, pay her respects!

The young mistress of the Si family is here, and the person on the stage is...

The bride, who should have been wearing a phoenix coronet and a wedding gown, suddenly rushed into the wedding venue in a sorry state. The festive atmosphere instantly froze.

Le Shaochuan glanced at the little girl who was staggering towards him, and his eyes coldly swept across the bride who was standing at the side. His lips curled up.

Just like he had said, with Si Yan's shrivelled body, could he still be called a wonderful person?

Le Shaochuan suppressed the smile on his lips. His entire body emitted an intimidating pressure as he coldly asked, "What's wrong? Your Si family even bought one of your daughters for free?"

Si Yan looked into Le Shaochuan's eyes that were like a wolf's. This man had always been decisive and ruthless, but he was willing to die under her hands in his previous life.

Si Yan had mixed feelings when she saw him again. However, when she saw the countless pairs of eyes behind her, she took a deep breath and her expression changed. She lowered her head and tears gushed out of her eyes.

"Shaochuan, I'm so scared. I thought I would never see you again in my life! I didn't know why I was suddenly knocked unconscious last night. It wasn't easy for me to escape. Only now did I know that someone has come to marry you for me..."

After Si Yan finished speaking, she looked at the "bride" with a red veil over her head and her shoulders trembling slightly.

" How could it be like this? This is too bold and absurd. Who exactly is this bride?"

"That's right. She's so shameless. She even stole someone else's husband. She even deluded herself to be the young mistress of the Le family..."

The discussions below became louder and louder. Shen Yuhan, who was wearing a phoenix coronet and a wedding gown, swayed her body. She could no longer withstand the ridicule of the crowd. She lifted the red veil. She looked at Si Yan with red eyes and said, "Sister, how can you say that? If it wasn't for you cutting your wrist... You would have eloped with Second Young Master Le even if you had to die. How could I be forced by my uncle to marry into the Le family for you?"

As Shen Yuhan spoke, tears fell down her face. The scene of a beauty shedding tears made all the men present feel heartache.

Si Yan lifted her eyes to glance at Shen Yuhan's expression and her eyes turned cold.

Pretending to be a white lotus, right? Who doesn't know how to pretend?

Si Yan rubbed her eyes hard. She was caught off guard and threw herself at Le Shaochuan's feet. Before anyone could react, she had already cried in a loud voice.

"Shaochuan, I grew up with you. I was childhood sweethearts and had no idea when I was little. Ever since I was young, I had decided that I would definitely work with you for the rest of my life. When I was twelve years old, you proposed to me with a grass ring. I have been waiting for this day for so many years. I have waited for ten years. Ten years! Over three thousand days and nights, now I can finally be your bride. I'm so happy, how could I not think of cutting my wrist... How could I possibly run away with another man? I'll marry you even if I have to die. No one can think of separating us."

The more Si Yan spoke, the more moved she became. Her palm-sized face was full of tears. Le Shaochuan looked down at her red nose and squinted his eyes.

She wanted to marry him even if she died?

Why didn't he remember that there was such a touching love story between them?

The atmosphere in the hall became more and more noisy as everyone fell towards Si Yan. Shen Yuhan instantly panicked as she tightly gripped the red veil in her hand. She frantically explained, "Young Master Le, don't believe her! Si Yan likes your younger brother Le Jinyan. She doesn't love you at all and doesn't want to marry you. I did this for the sake of your face... "

Under the eyes of everyone present, Shen Yuhan no longer cared about that and directly called out Si Yan and Le Jinyan's relationship.

When Le Shaochuan heard this name, his face sank and his gaze towards Si Yan became a bit sharper.

Si Yan sneered in her heart. At this kind of time, Shen Yuhan did not forget to provoke her relationship with Le Shaochuan. No wonder she was played around by this so-called cousin in her previous life.

But now...

Si Yan bit her lips and pulled up her sleeves. The green purple whip mark on her white wrist was shocking.

Le Shaochuan's body suddenly emitted a frightening coldness. The guests below also gasped in shock.

"Sister, no matter how you and father beat me, how you falsely accused me. I can tolerate it. But how can you say that I cheated on Shaochuan? It was clearly you who wanted to snatch me away, but Shaochuan still wanted to give me to Le Jinyan. How can you lie in front of everyone? Sister, I beg you, I can give you anything else. Only Shaochuan can't. Without him, I won't be able to live a day longer." Si Yan's shoulders trembled slightly, and her slender hands tightly held onto Le Shaochuan's pants.

Le Shaochuan's eyes stared fixedly at the shocking marks on the girl's body. All of a sudden, the evil aura that was suppressed around his body rose.

Shen Yuhan shook her head in panic and her eyes were filled with fear, "No! Young Master Le, listen to me..."

"Qi Fei, call the police!" Le Shaochuan's voice was cold to the bone," Miss Shen intentionally hurt people, kidnapped, extorted... I would like to see if I, Le Shaochuan, can let you go into jail! "

Shen Yuhan's face was pale, and her lips trembled slightly, but she could not say a word. Soon, she was dragged out by two tall bodyguards, and she kept struggling and shouting along the way. The luxurious headgear was scattered on the red carpet and her messy hair made her more and more miserable. The sharp sound made people's ears hurt.

The atmosphere became awkward. The host, who had been standing at the side, broke out in a cold sweat and carefully moved forward, "Young Master Le... is the wedding still going on?"

Le Shaochuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in front of him. The sadness on her face had long disappeared. Seeing Shen Yuhan in a sorry state, her eyebrows flew up.

"Are you done acting?" He raised his eyebrows and asked her.

Si Yan came back to her senses and felt Le Shaochuan's sharp eyes. She returned to her crying expression.

Not enough!

In the next second, Si Yan closed her eyes and weakly fell towards Le Shaochuan.

Le Shaochuan's pretty eyebrows slightly knitted, and a trace of ridicule flashed through his eyes. He accurately grabbed her body, "Call an ambulance."