Reborn sweet wife holds the sky

Chapter 388 Absence
As the two were talking, Zhan Qingxiao, who was wearing a Chinese-style wedding dress, pushed open the door as if walking out of an ink painting, and walked in. The moment he entered the door, his phoenix eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had been crushed. The stars all over the sky are amazing.

The girl was sitting on the bed, wearing a bright red wedding dress, she was as beautiful as a fairy who had mistakenly offended the world.

Qi Yanyu and Xie Wen winked at each other and silently left the room.

Si Moqi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zhan Qingxiao, and coughed lightly, "You...why do you keep staring at me?"

Zhan Qingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile on the corners of his lips became more and more sinister. He leaned over and put his arms on Si Moai's sides, sticking very close, and the ambiguous factor rose in the blending of breaths, "You are the one I am about to join hands with." People who spend their whole lives together, if I don’t stare at you, who else can I stare at?”

Si Moai's pretty face instantly flushed red, even redder than her wedding dress. She stretched out her hand, pushed Zhan Qingxiao and said, "Okay, okay, let's go quickly. The bride and groom cannot meet until the ceremony is over."

Zhan Qingxiao grabbed her little hand, pecked lightly on the back of her hand, pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Okay, then I'll go out and wait for you."

"Hey, wait a minute."

Si Love picked up Ru Qun and chased after her, "Have all the guests arrived?"

"Who are you referring to?"

"People from the Rong family and the Yun family."

Si Love's voice became quieter, it doesn't matter if the wedding is not held, once the wedding is held, an imminent problem will immediately arise.

That is, who will lead her to the groom's hands?
According to common sense, it should be the bride's father, but Si Moai is not Si Zhennan's biological daughter, so the Rong family or the Yun family can only come forward.

Zhan Qingxiao was stunned, and said, "It seems that he hasn't come yet, I'll go out and have a look first."

"Oh."

Si Moai was a little discouraged and sat back on the bed again, took the phone and looked at the WeChat of Rong Kui's father, but there was still no reply.

Si Loo guessed that Rong Kui might still be on the way.

the other side.

Lingyin Temple.

Zhan Tiangang was holding the ladder, and was going up the mountain out of breath, cursing as he walked, "I said it all, come one day sooner, but you don't want to, get off now, the car broke down, go up If you don't go, you can't come down!"

Zhan Jin was scolded by the old man, and kept silent all the time.

If it weren't for the wedding tonight, he could call the towing company, but time is precious!
So the two old people had no choice but to step up their legs and climb up the mountain.

After finally arriving at Lingyin Temple, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After burning incense and worshiping Buddha, the old man went to get in the car specially provided by the temple, and was about to go down the mountain, but Zhan Jin felt that it was so easy to come this way, so he left in a hurry, a little unwilling.

So find a host.

The host master seemed to have expected Zhan Jin to come back, and he released a lottery.

Seeing the slogan, Zhan Jin's expression changed instantly.

"Master, are you sure you are signing this?"

The host master sighed and said, "Believe it or not, believe it or not. Mr. Zhan, the marriage of your son, from the hexagrams, has a lot of fate. This woman is the fate of Kefukezi."

When Zhan Jin heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and his face darkened completely in an instant.

When he returned to the car, he cautiously asked the old man, "Dad, do you think the master of Lingyin Temple is accurate in fortune-telling?"

The old man stroked his beard, "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't. Isn't fortune-telling just for psychological comfort? If it's good, you believe it, and if it's bad, don't believe it."

Believe the good, don't believe the bad?

Although the old man's words sound reasonable, the fortune-telling by the presiding master still made Zhan Jin feel a lump in his heart.

After a while, it was hard to digest.

Night fell gradually.

Many well-known figures were invited to the wedding of the century. Even though the media was not invited to the banquet, it still sparked a wave of enthusiasm on the Internet.

Everyone is looking forward to a photo or two from the wedding, so that everyone can feast their eyes on it.

Unfortunately not.

Zhanjia's confidentiality measures are very good, and the news of which hotel will be held has not been leaked.

Si Moqi had already changed into her wedding dress, and was walking back and forth in the room anxiously.

"What's wrong? Are you nervous?"

Xie Wen asked with concern.

Si Momo nodded, "A little bit, are the Rong family and the Yun family here?"

Xie Wen shook her head, "No, Qi Yanyu has already gone out to make a call, and she couldn't get in touch with Rong Que. It's really strange, why are these people late at the same time as agreed?"

Si Love bit her lips, feeling more and more anxious, "Then... is Chief Yin here?"

"Officer Yin is here."

Si Momo breathed a sigh of relief, and then her heart fell back to her stomach, "Can you let Chief Yin come and look for me?"

Xie Wen went out, and after a while, Yin Jinghuan walked into the room, seeing Si Moqi wearing a wedding dress, Yin Jinghuan's eyes were lost for a moment.

"Mr. Yin?"

"Oh, sorry."

Yin Jinghuan came back to his senses and smiled slightly, "Qiqi, what do you want me to do?"

"Actually, I have an unfeeling request. When the bride enters the venue later, can you hold my hand and walk towards the groom?"

Yin Jinghuan was taken aback, he never expected that such a good thing would happen to him, and his majestic old eyes turned red with excitement, "Okay, okay, I promise to complete the task."

Si Momo guessed that Yin Jinghuan would agree, but she didn't expect that he would agree so readily, and even couldn't wait.

She frowned slightly, "Mr. Yin, may I ask, do you know my mother?"

Yin Jinghuan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Si Mou to think of this relationship, he smiled and said, "Qiai, your mother and I are old friends, don't worry, with me here, I will definitely make you finish this job gracefully." A wedding."

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As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the wedding ceremony began.

As the lights dimmed, Si Moai, who was wearing a holy wedding dress, took Yin Jinghuan's arm, and walked slowly towards Zhan Qingxiao on the stage during the solemn wedding march.

Her eyes were moist, and scenes from her previous life flashed in her mind.

In the previous life, she and Zhan Qingxiao tortured and hurt each other, but in the end, she died first and he died for love.

In this life, they finally did not follow the old path of the previous life, Tuanzi grew up steadily, and they will eventually grow up together hand in hand and grow old together.

Looking at the man in the light, Si Love's eyes were blurred with tears, holding the rose in her hand, she walked closer and closer step by step.

The moment the tears fell, his vision became clear, and Si Moai also saw the strange expression on Zhan Qingxiao's face.

The man's eyes, which were originally gentle and watery, suddenly became sharp and terrifying. He suddenly walked towards her quickly, faster and faster, like flying...

*
Zhan Jin finally arrived at the hotel at 10:[-], the old man had already taken the first bus and came back early, something happened to him which delayed the trip a little.

Thinking of being late for the wedding, Zhan Jin quickened his pace even more.

"Uncle Zhan."

Suddenly a voice stopped him.

(End of this chapter)