Her Overbearing Man

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ceramic tiles is clear and crisp, but because of the too fast speed, people still can't help but follow the straight "Dong Dong Dong" drum.

Li Hui didn't have the patience to listen to the people downstairs. She was worried about her daughter who had just suffered so much and went up in a hurry.

Li Xiaoxiao went up behind him, hearing only the voice of the little uncle downstairs in his father's mouth, who was said to be "unfathomable and resourceful," Mrs. Leng, don't you think your Leng family is deceiving others too much this time

Listening to the voice, there was no anger at all. It was as if he was chatting with someone. He was calm and kind-hearted. Li Xiaoxiao listened, and he didn't know what his uncle was up to.

Even his only daughter, who was so humiliated and became a joke of the whole Wucheng, could not care at all?

Li Xiaoxiao didn't dare to think about it. She didn't hear the words behind. She soon followed her Aunt Li Hui to the second floor.

In such a big room, there are delicate roses all around, as if to turn the room into a sea of flowers.

The gorgeous chandelier is shining with light light, and a huge bed is placed on one side. The bed is full of crimson color, which seems to signal the arrival of this festive day.

Gorgeous decoration from the top down light soft white yarn, fall on the bed, too long length and along the bed along the drop, hit the ground.

From a distance, the white yarn and the red bed complement each other, reflecting another kind of hazy beauty. It makes people feel that they are in the bedroom of the princess in the fairy tale, with an aesthetic and dreamy mood.

At the other end of the bed, there is an exquisite and gorgeous dressing table, on which all kinds of cosmetics are placed, and the French windows beside it give out dazzling sunshine.

The sun shines on one end of the bed, which makes people feel extremely warm. But if you look carefully, you can see that the cosmetics have already been in a mess, and they are thrown away by people who don't know when and all over the floor.

At the moment, Zhao Qiyu is sitting on the floor with her knees in her arms. Her hair is scattered and messy, but she is still wearing a white veil. Her face is still with tears. Her delicate and beautiful makeup has already been spent.

But she never paid attention to her dress, now she doesn't care. She just sits, her eyes are dull and her head is raised, staring at the pure white wedding dress hanging opposite her.

The wedding dress is really beautiful. After seeing many wedding dresses, she was not satisfied. She specially found a special designer to design it together. It's unique in the world, only this one.

She looked at the wedding dress on the shelf. The pure white skirt was cut into numerous folds. There were pure white feathers on the folds, which made her look more elegant and ethereal.

Outside is a layer of light yarn, soft yarn to fold skirt covered with a layer of mist, combined with the layers of feathers, bring out some aesthetic, cuffs and uneven lace, more beautiful, two ribbons from the wrist, not long or short, just formed a curly arc.

Looking up, the wedding dress spirals downward from the shoulder, and there are many white roses on the vine, which makes this slightly monotonous skirt gorgeous immediately.

It was a wedding dress that took her a lot of thought to achieve.

It is full of her love, her expectation and longing.

Can be in good-looking, again beautiful wedding dress, did not wear to the person who should see, there are others in many people see, what is the significance.

Zhao Qiyu stretched out her hand, spread out her arm, and held the wedding dress with her fingertips. She rubbed it carefully and gently twice. Then her eyes shrank and her fingertips pressed hard. Just now, it was still hanging on the shelf. The gorgeous and exquisite wedding dress fell to the ground in a flash.

As for whether there is any stain, Zhao Qiyu also does not care.

She just looked at the messy wedding dress, and suddenly remembered that when she knew lengyang had left, those people seemed nervous and worried, but in fact they were watching a good play. The hatred and pain in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

She unconsciously clenched the small piece of gauze in her hand, suddenly a force, sharp nails pinched you into the tender meat, bringing a deep pain.

She seemed to be unaware of it. She just looked at the white gauze in her hands and was gradually stained by the scarlet color of her palm. She didn't feel it.

Leng Yang left, she has become the joke of Wucheng. What will those people think of her in the future?

They would laugh at her in private, even their fiance.

Will laugh at her, in order to get married to the cold family, many means, in the end is not a failure, deserved

The sound of knocking outside the door has been non-stop, Zhao Qiyu as if she could not hear at all, still looking at the wedding dress.

Li Hui and Li Xiaoxiao knocked on the door several times, but they didn't get a response. They looked at each other, worried that she couldn't think of it and had to open the door without a response.

Two people opened the door, a strong fragrance, mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

Let just come in from the outside of the aunt and nephew, two people are some uncomfortable frowning, eyes in the make-up table on the mess of broken and overturned cosmetics on a jump.

Then when he saw Zhao Qiyu sitting on the ground, he immediately forgot those and ran to her.

"Xiaoyu..."

"Cousin..."

My aunt and nephew both expressed the same concern, but Li Xiaoxiao felt a little more sorry for what he had done.

"Xiaoyu, don't be like this. My mother is worried about you. If you are sad, you can say it..." seeing her daughter's dejected appearance, Li Hui's dissatisfaction is gone. Holding Zhao Qiyu's cold body, Li Hui feels very sad.

She had only one daughter left. She had been pampered since childhood and grew up in the palm of her hand. But now she suffered this kind of crime. How could Li Hui feel better.

Feeling the warmth from her body, Zhao Qiyu slowly recovered. It turned out that it was her family who really cared about her at last. Zhao Qiyu's eyes finally moved away from her wedding dress, and finally crossed Li Xiaoxiao's smiling face and slowly fell on Li Hui, with flashing water in her eyes.

"Mom, why..."

She didn't seem to understand, and she just seemed to talk to herself.

Zhao Qiyu's voice was trembling, and her tone was full of pain.

She suddenly grabbed the unique handmade wedding dress on the ground, tearing it madly with her hands, and shouting, "why, why..."