• She walked forward unnaturally, and there was an invisible wall that closed her up. Fortunately, Cai Xukun just held the wine glass handed by the waiter, and he didn't talk to the person who was going to strike up a conversation next to him., without looking at yourself.
• 

  annanyin

  Linong was still in the hospital for an intravenous drip, and there was no way to come and participate.
• An Nanyin explained awkwardly to Lin Yanjun. Xia Tian smiled and nodded. She picked up a nice pink pastry on the table and handed it to her.
• 

  xiatian

  Sister Nanyin, try it, this is delicious, not tired at all, I have eaten several pieces.
• An Nanyin reached out and took it, held the pink rose-flavored pastry to her lips, and took a light bite. The thin and soft dough was paired with fragrant and delicious sweet filling. The pastry was baked with just the right heat, and sure enough, it tasted good.
• 

  annanyin

  Yeah, that's nice.
• An Nanyin praised him approvingly, but Shen Qiqi, who was next to him, saw the needle again. He put his hands around his shoulders and looked at An Nanyin and Xia Tian with a disdainful look, muttered to himself, and said with great disgust:
• 

  shenqiqi

  Sure enough, they are all hillbillies.
• Of course, An Nanyin wouldn't bother with her about this, and directly ignored her sarcasm. Instead, she asked Xia Tian for a piece, and the two ate it with relish.
• The guests took their seats one after another, and a group of them made it to the front row. An Nanyin deliberately let Lin Yanjun's position be inserted between Cai Xukun and himself to prevent embarrassment.
• Cai Xukun pretended that nothing happened on the surface and tried his best to keep calm, but the fingers that he didn't notice below had already been clenched into fists, and the joints were covered with white marks.
• An Nanyin, you just mean to...
• When the guest seats gradually became quiet from the excitement, the door was opened by the waiters on both sides, and Mu Tingting appeared in everyone's sight in a white wedding dress.
• The white yarn is fixed on the disc hair, covering her face, vaguely revealing a mysterious beauty. The small diamond on the skirt is the most dazzling place. Under the illumination of the light, it twinkles like a star.
• Fan Chengcheng was dressed in a straight black suit, and there was no joy in his stern face. He stood on the stage like a puppet with a broken line, looking down at Mu Tingting who was walking towards him step by step, as if he was about to face Not his own bride, but the beginning of a nightmare.
• The music came out from the loudspeaker above their heads, intoxicating everyone's hearts. Except for An Nanyin and Fan Chengcheng with a dead face, everyone else in the audience was elated, and their fiery eyes were all focused on Mu Tingting.
• When Mu Tingting walked up to that class and stood in front of Fan Chengcheng in luxury, the invited priest cleared his throat, held the microphone, and solemnly recited the thousand laws to the guests under the stage.
• 

  zhuchiren

  Miss Mu, please raise your head and look at Mr. Fan standing opposite you. I would like to ask, no matter whether it is good or bad, whether it is poor or rich, whether it is healthy or sick, we will always love each other and never give up. Would you like to?
• Without the slightest hesitation, without thinking through the brain, the answer blurted out with excitement, Fan Chengcheng looked at this strange woman with cold eyes.
• 

  mutingting

  I would love to!
• After getting Mu Tingting's answer, the priest nodded with a hypocritical smile, turned his face to look at Fan Chengcheng who was indifferent, and asked again:
• 

  zhuchiren

  Mr. Fan, please raise your head and look at Miss Mu standing opposite you. I would like to ask, no matter whether it is good or bad, whether it is poor or rich, whether it is healthy or sick, we will always love each other and never give up. Would you like to?
• ...
• One second, two seconds...
• The audience was silent and terribly quiet. Fan Chengcheng did not answer this question, but looked at the front with empty eyes, penetrating Mu Tingting, as if he had not heard the priest's words just now.
• The guests at the bottom began to whisper.
• The priest swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a step closer to Fan Chengcheng, believing that he was just simply wandering, so he wasted his breath and asked again.
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