Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

One second after she got through the phone, she found out how ridiculous and pitiful she was to have such an idea.

His voice rang slowly on the other side of the receiver, but it was chilling: "you won't forget what day it is, my wife and I, and all the guests are looking forward to your arrival."

Her hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably. She tried her best to shout to the man, "enough, how can you torture me and let me go to your wedding? No way."

The man smiled easily and firmly on the other end of the phone: "don't worry, wait until I finish talking. If you come, I can promise to continue to guarantee Lin's loan. "

Before she could answer, the phone was dead.

She was holding her cell phone and looking at her father who had just fallen asleep. Her lips floating a wisp of sad bitter smile, he is to eat her, eat her dare not refuse, also refuse not to afford.

It's not that I don't understand how embarrassing it will be for me to really go there.

But her sick father and precarious company gave her the right to bargain.

She came out of the hospital, wandering around, and finally had to compromise to come to the hotel. She stood at the door for a long time, her legs were numb with pain.

She was still wearing the black windbreaker she put on casually in the morning. Her hair was a little scattered and her face looked bad. She looked haggard and withered.

She looked up and took a deep breath. In her handbag, she still carries the bank guarantee document related to Lin's life and death. She can't delay any longer. She has to go in.

When she went in, the wedding ceremony had begun and was going on to the most Gao fashionable part. The shy and timid bride is stretching out her jade fingers and waiting for the bridegroom to put on her glittering diamond ring.

As soon as Lin Yiwan went in, he could feel the eyes of those who should have paid attention to the new people on the stage focused from all directions.

She wanted to look relaxed, but every cell of her skin was as tight as a string; She wanted to smile gracefully to familiar or strange faces, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't let the smile bloom naturally on her lips.

She stares at the bridegroom on the stage, a voice tells herself, this man, he will never belong to her again. When so true to face, her heart is dripping blood.

She walked along numbly and mechanically, not even noticing the steps at her feet. One of them faltered, and she almost fell to the ground. There was a roar of laughter all around, and the sound waves clearly rushed into her eardrum.

"Why did Lin Yiwan come to the wedding and look at her haggard appearance. She looks like an abandoned woman."

"She is not to give up, but also want to ask general Qi to change his mind at this juncture."

"It's said that the Lin family is going to collapse soon. Who can be willing to lose such a marriage?"

Lin Yiwan gritted her teeth and listened to these sarcastic and hostile words. Since she decided to come, she was ready to bear them.

It's just that what she can't bear is the pain brought by the man on stage. He stood there, carefully put the ring between the bride's fingers, then slowly bent down and deeply kissed the bride's lips