Chief, Love for you is wrong

Wen Jili was caught off guard by Gu Zhancheng's fist. He loosened his tightly clenched hand, red eyes, like an angry leopard, and hit Gu Zhancheng with a fist. The two men immediately beat together.

When Zheng Ningyu arranged for the three children to return to the church again, Wen father was starting to separate Wen Jili and Gu Zhancheng, who were fighting as a group. He hurriedly stepped forward, "what fight do you play now? Even if you two kill each other, what just happened is irreversible. Now I'd better think about how to remedy it!"

Zheng Ningyu turned his head and looked at Wen Jili with angry eyes, and asked anxiously, "Ji Li, what's the matter with you? You're all right on the way here. You didn't have a problem getting off the bus. Why did you talk back at such an important moment? How did you let Jingjing face her relatives and friends? She's still pregnant with your child. Have you ever thought about her mood! If you don't want to marry, you should say it early in the morning!"

The veil thrown on the ground by Mo Bai has been torn by several men and has already been crushed. The orange veil is like a dry blood stain, which makes Wen Jili's eyes ache.

In the face of Zheng Ningyu's accusation, Gu Zhancheng was furious and heard Shuyu's question. He just squatted down silently, picked up the messy veil that had been trampled on, propped his legs and walked out of the church.

From beginning to end, I didn't say a word or explain a word.

Back, depressed and lonely, heavy and alienated.

Gu Zhancheng wanted to rush up and roar, but Zheng Ningyu hugged his shoulders. When Gu Zhancheng turned to question loudly, Zheng Ningyu stared at Wen Jili's loosened palm, with a heavy voice and slight pain.

"Uncle Gu, Ji Li's hand was pinched and bleeding by his fingernails."

At the first sound, everyone choked with silence.

The furious Gu Zhancheng listened, followed Zheng Ningyu's line of sight, looked at Wen Jili's bloody palm, and was shocked.

Wen Jili's hand holding the veil was pinched so that his five fingers and fingerbones protruded and his green tendons protruded, while the other empty hand hanging on his side was bleeding in the palm.

When Mo Bai handed Qin Jing to Wen Jili just now, he sat in the first row near the altar. At that time, he clearly saw that when Wen Jili took Qin Jing's hand, the palm was light red, warm and greasy, which was complete without scars.

The bloody palm, needless to say, must have been during the wedding. He couldn't bear to pinch his fist and was hurt by the meat with his fingernails trapped in the palm.

It's just that you can break the palm skin with your fingernails and pinch it into the meat. How strong is it?

The people who were left here, for a moment, their emotions changed and changed. In the end, they didn't know what to say.

"Just now, Qin Jing's injury was exposed; Ji Li's pain was hurt in his heart." Zheng Ningyu patted Gu Zhancheng on the shoulder and said softly.

Then, he turned to LAN Xiaoxiao, who was still standing next to him, and said in a deep voice, "the wedding can't be done here. I'll take you back first. I'll go back to the old house and explain to the two old people later."

LAN Xiaoxiao just saw Wen Jili's bloody palm. She nodded, "HMM."

*****

As soon as Mo Bai and Qin Jing got on Shan Yudong's Ferrari, Mo Bai immediately put down the sound insulation baffle in the middle to block the camera light and reporter's line of sight that can shine into the back seat from the front window.

Qin Jing in an orange wedding dress leaned against Mo Bai's shoulder. Her hand was still holding Mo Bai's arm and biting her lip. Mo Bai looked down and patted Qin Jing on the shoulder.

Then, he stretched out his hand holding her shoulder, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his slender white arm, gently patted Qin Jing's small face and said painfully, "sister, don't bite yourself, I'll bite you."