Her Sniper

Dylan's right.

The wedding between Miranda, the designer, and Jiang Moshen, the president of Chengchi group, is scheduled to be held in three days. Moreover, Mrs. Jiang is the master, and the name of Wen Shishi is written on the wedding note.

This news directly shocked the whole H city and the whole construction industry.

Is wenshishi Miranda?

Everyone is curious about this woman who has just made a big splash in the Pritzker Architecture Award. She can be the first golden Bachelor in China so soon.

The Jiang family is a big family. The door-to-door congratulators almost broke the door to the Jiang family. Mr. Jiang was very red and exchanged greetings with the guests, but Mrs. Jiang was not very happy. She had a straight face and didn't smile at all.

She didn't have time to give Mo chensai people what Li Suli said, and she got married directly?!

"Ha ha, I didn't love Wen Shishi very much. In a twinkling of an eye, there was a new man."

Old Mrs. Jiang frowned and said in a low voice, "the new lady is poetry."

"Mom, she's not..."

"Even if it's not, it's not your turn to introduce some women to our house," Mrs. Jiang said

Mrs. Jiang was shameless, even ashamed!

She is choosing the right person for Mo chensai these days. Unexpectedly, the old lady sees everything in her eyes?

Oh! It's an old thing.

At nine o'clock in the morning, lengthened Lincoln cars poured into the largest church in H city. The trees around a few miles were all tied with red ribbons. The scene was decorated with thousands of roses, and the flowers were fragrant. The guests seemed to enter a vast sea of flowers, and the praise continued.

The luxurious hand sewn skirt is spread out on the red carpet. The layers of yarn are stacked. The fishtail design perfectly outlines the beautiful back of the bride.

Wen Shishi's chin is slightly raised, and the crystal falling lights are shining to her eyes. One after another, the bright and clean light diffuses, leading her to the bridegroom on the other side.

That person, is her love, her garden, will also be her husband, her future.

The old lady, who is the first relative of the man, happily wiped the corner of her eyes.

When the melodious piano sound sounded, the scene suddenly quieted down.

Holding sun Kejian's arm, Wen Shishi step by step steps into the corridor full of colorful petals and slowly falls into the men's attention.

Sun Kejian thought that Wen Shishi was worried, but he could not help quietly pacifying him, "don't be afraid, today is your day, uncle doesn't allow anyone to make trouble."

"I'm not afraid, uncle. I'm happy." Wen Shidao.

When he handed the little girl in his hand to another man, sun Kejian was reluctant to give up. When he faced Mr. sniper, he told him.

"Xiaojiang, I'll give it to you after the poem. The previous ups and downs have passed. I trust you in your conduct and I hope you can take good care of the poem."

"I will give her priority in everything and spoil her like a child. Please rest assured." Mr. sniper made a solemn promise.

In the holy hall, the priest looked at a pair of people side by side in front of him with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, would you like to marry the woman around you? Love her and be loyal to her, whether she is poor, sick or disabled, until she dies. "

"I will." Mr. sniper replied without hesitation.

The priest turned and asked, "Miss Wen, are you willing to marry this man? Love him and be loyal to him, whether he is poor, sick or disabled, until he dies. "

Wen Shiying's smile blooms I will

Mr. sniper has been waiting for this day for a long time. He has been hesitating, missed, resented and almost lost. After many twists and turns, he finally finds the person on his heart and embraces him again.

He lifted the veil of Wen's poems and promised affectionately, "poems, thank you."

No matter how good the event is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, without you by my side, I am like accompanying the darkness.

The minister announced with a smile.

"In the presence of God, I declare you husband and wife."

Words just fall, two carat diamond ring has not yet set into slender fingers, another sharp female voice rings.

"Wait a minute!"

Although she was dressed up carefully, she could not hide sun Sijing's haggard look. She walked forward and pointed to Wen Shishi.

"Mr. Jiang, this woman, she is not Wen Shishi, not to mention my cousin. I don't know what kind of enchantment uncle and Mr. Jiang have given to you. Each one of them seems to be possessed. My uncle married from her in person? My cousin died long ago. If you don't believe me, you can go and find out. My cousin died long ago in the fire. It's a fake! "

There was an uproar at the scene, and they also heard something about Wen Shishi. But the Jiang family was under tight protection, and no one dared to tear down the platform to pick it up. After sun Sijing's scene, their ready to stir up gossip heart emerged again.

With sharp eyes, Wen Shishi was stabbed, doubted, disdained and mocked.Wen Shishi didn't want to avoid it. She turned around to explain. The next moment, she was protected by Mr. sniper.

"Miss Sun, I said that the bottom line of my life is poetry. No one can cross me and hurt her. You think that if you say a few words today, people present will be stupid enough to believe your teasing. Look at your face now, I'll feel sick. Please leave immediately."

"I'm sick? It's her who's sick. It's her. " Sun Sijing's face was almost distorted. "For no reason, a Miranda came out. She knew all the things in the past and set me up in prison!"

Mr. sniper's voice is cold: "it's your business. If you do something wrong, you will be punished."

"But Mr. Jiang, my elder sister has died long ago. I know you. I know you, but you can't find a substitute to be my cousin. If my cousin knew, how sad would it be?"

"Enough, enough, what's the matter? What's the bodyguard doing outside? Let a crazy woman come in."

Old Mrs. Jiang was in a good mood. She couldn't bear to be disturbed by this clown.

"The most important thing for a man is to know his weight. Miss sun, although I'm old, my eyes are still bright. I'm not blind enough to recognize my granddaughter-in-law."

"Mrs. Jiang, don't cheat her..."

"Don't, don't call me Mrs. Jiang. Not a cat or dog on the side of the road can marry me. The old man is afraid of losing his life." She waved, as if to catch up with the dirty things. "Filthy, filthy, inky, the wedding is not over, the ring hasn't tied my granddaughter-in-law tightly, tell someone to throw out this annoying thing quickly."

"It's grandma, my wife. She can't stand being bullied by a shrew." Mr. sniper felt a small hand slip into his fist. He tilted his head and squeezed it back. "Don't be afraid, I'm always by your side."