"My own decision?" Xiao Han stared at Lan Qianyu deeply, Lan Qianyu averted his eyes and dared not look at him, "Yes, this is indeed my own decision, please leave!"

"I know, I know that you want to marry him because of the child in your womb, but do you know..."

"Xiao Han!" Leng Ruobing interrupted Xiao Han again, frowning to remind, "Don't be impulsive."

Xiao Han gritted his teeth, swallowed back the words on his lips, and stretched out his hand to Lan Qianyu: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"There's nothing to say." Ye Yan shouted forcefully, "Zhao Jun, see off the guests!"

"Yes!" Zhao Jun reached out to hold Xiao Han again.

"Let go!" Xiao Han pushed Zhao Jun away angrily, and stared at Ye Yan mockingly, "Ye Yan, do you have no confidence in yourself, or in Qian Yu? Don't you dare let me say a word to her? You Are you afraid that she will go with me???"

"I have confidence in myself and Qian Yu, but I don't want people like you to waste our time." Ye Yan said coldly, "This is not a place for you to run wild."

"I just want Qianyu's answer, as long as she answers, if she still insists on marrying you after asking, then I, Xiao Han, will apologize to you in person now, and never pester her again!"

Xiao Han's emotions were a little agitated, and there were a lot of discussions around, but he couldn't control so much anymore.

Leng Ruobing took a deep look at Lan Qianyu, and said softly: "Yan, since Xiao Han said so, you just..."

She didn't finish her sentence, leaving some room for Yeyan to think about it.

Ye Yan's fists were clenched. According to his temperament, he would not give Xiao Han a chance out of 1. If he doesn't give in, everyone will feel that he has been hit by Xiao Han's words, and he has no confidence in himself and this relationship.

The sad thing is that Xiao Han really guessed his heart, he really has no confidence, no confidence in Lan Qianyu.

Just when Ye Yan was hesitating, Lan Qianyu stepped towards Xiao Han. Ye Yan immediately grabbed her wrist and yelled fiercely: "Zhao Jun, are you dead? Hurry up to see off the guests—"

He would not give Lan Qianyu a chance to waver. The ring bound his ring finger, reminding him all the time that Lan Qianyu was already his bride, and he would not let the happiness he got go away, no.

Zhao Jun and two followers stepped forward to escort Xiao Han to leave.

Xiao Han sneered mockingly: "Yeyan, I just said a word to Lan Qianyu, but you refused? What are you afraid of? Or did you do something wrong, afraid that Lan Qianyu would know?"

"Shut up, I won't let you ruin my happiness, get out—"

Ye Yan glared at Xiao Han gloomily, his fists creaking. If it wasn't for this scene, he would have punched him. Xiao Han has already destroyed his relationship with Lan Qianyu more than once, and he won't let it go. he.

"Yeclub, please leave." Zhao Jun and several other entourages held Xiao Han's arm forcefully and dragged him out. Xiao Han kept struggling, and immediately several entourages surrounded him to hold him down. He struggled The harder he fought, the more followers surrounded him, and more than a dozen people held him down, leaving him no room to fight back.

The camera clearly rebroadcasted this scene. If the wedding still proceeds smoothly, then the one who loses face will become Xiao Han, who will become a farce clown and become the laughing stock of everyone.

Xiao Han's subordinates were standing outside the church door anxiously, ready to move, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Leng Ruobing looked at this scene with a frown, sighed and stood aside, not daring to say a word, now, she can't do anything well...

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