Her Sniper

"I know." Wen's poetry is steadfast in his way.

When the ring was put into the fingertip, Wen Shishi was still in a trance. She knew sun Sijing would not let it go easily, but she didn't expect that Mr. sniper was so determined this time.

It's over. It's over.

Tears flashed from the corners of her eyes.

"Now, the bridegroom can kiss the bride..." the priest announced aloud

Wen Shishi lowered her head slightly, and her eyelashes were glowing. Mr. sniper took the lead in kissing off the falling tear bead before the priest spoke.

Such as thunder's drum applause rings out, the pastor does not have the good spirit fast to end the oath.

"Kiss, kiss, she's already your bride."

"You are my wife, poetry." Mr. sniper, regardless of other people's opinions, kept pecking and kissing Wen's tender lips.

This is his wife, his light.

Wen Shishi broke her tears into a smile and repeated firmly: "I'm your wife at last."

Mr. sniper and Wen Shishi finally finished their long kiss. Mr. sniper took Wen Shishi by the back and turned her to face the audience: "Shishi, from today on, we will go on, and no one or anything can separate us."

Wen Shishi's face is still full of tears, and her white face is gentle and beautiful. She looks down at the audience, and Mrs. Jiang's face is full of joy. She really takes out her handkerchief to wipe her tears.

But there are obviously people who don't want it to end so perfectly.

The expression on Sun Sijing's face is so ferocious that Wen Shishi can hardly recognize her. If her hatred for sun Sijing had not been engraved on the bone and penetrated into the blood, she could hardly see that sun Sijing, a white lotus that is usually so weak that people just want to protect, would show such ferocious expression on her face at this moment.

Sun Sijing quickly walked up to Mrs. Jiang and grabbed the handkerchief from Mrs. Jiang: "what are you crying for, old lady? Are you too old to recognize your granddaughter? "

She took Mrs. Jiang to the stage, pointed to Wen Shishi, who was standing on the stage wearing a wedding dress and was held in his arms by Mr. sniper, and said in a loud voice, "Mrs. Jiang, take a closer look at this person. Where on earth does she look like your granddaughter-in-law?"

As soon as Mrs. Jiang was about to speak, sun Sijing ignored her, turned around and faced the crowd.

"Which of you sitting here is more closely related to Wen Shishi than me?" Sun Sijing seems to have got something on his own, and his tone is a little higher.

"I'm Wen Shishi's cousin. We grew up together, wearing the same skirt and the same headdress. You are all blind. Even if my cousin turns to ashes, I can recognize her."

Her long arm pointed to the stage: "this woman is not Wen Shishi at all, she is a fake disguise, you all open your eyes and have a good look."

The tears on Wen Shishi's face had already dried up. She did not speak and watched her performance quietly.

She wanted to see what her last trump card was.

She wants to see her Fox's tail come out, lift a stone and hit her feet.

Where can Mr. sniper bear such grievances from Wen Shishi? Sun Sijing has been provoking, but the woman he loves has been forbearing.

He knew that Wen just didn't want to ruin their wedding today.

His eyes were full of ruthlessness, holding Wen Shishi's shoulder and taking a step forward. Ask her: "since you are Shishi's cousin, so close to her, why didn't you see her at her funeral three years ago?"

Sun Sijing didn't expect that he would ask such a question. He said, "I'm very sad that my cousin died!"

She seemed to find the best reason for herself. Instead, she jumped into the crowd like a shrew: "I didn't go to my cousin's funeral, but who knows how I spent those two days?"

She tried to squeeze out a few tears, but she couldn't squeeze any more, so she took a paper towel and pretended to wipe her tears: "I couldn't eat and sleep those two days. I had a high fever of 40 degrees and had to climb to the funeral. Who can see that?"

Sun Sijing covered her face with her hand, as if she had been wronged: "I didn't see my cousin for the last time and didn't send her for the last journey. Who knows how sad I am?"

Then he cried.

Mr. sniper hated her very much, but he could only tear her down step by step, and then asked her: "since you are so sad, how can you come to the nightclub and drink and dance with men the day after the funeral?"

Sun Sijing said: "because my cousin died, I will never date a man for the rest of my life?"

"Moreover," she changed the topic and pointed her head at Wen Shishi: "we have come to expose the true face of this woman and see what lies she hides and why she pretends to be Wen Shishi."

Sun Sijing took out an envelope from the bag he was carrying.

It turned out to be Wen Shishi's passport.

She called out to the crowd, "look what this is? This woman's passport. "

"I've asked someone to investigate. It's true that the owner of this passport is Miranda, but her biological parents are a pair of Chinese Americans living in Britain." She was elated: "as we all know, the real Wen Shi's mother has died for many years, and the real Wen Shi died three years ago. Although it has not been announced to the public, all the relatives around know it. Where did a dead person come from?"There began to be whispers.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Wen Shishi was the most pitiful one. He was framed. Today, he finally got together with Mr. sniper and was full of blessings. Now suddenly, sun Sijing came up with his ID card, and now he has no idea.

Someone whispered: "the passport can't be forged."

"Is this Wen Shi really fake, just to fight for the heritage?"

"It's normal for the Jiang family to fight for the inheritance because they are so rich. After all, who is not attracted by such a large fortune?"

"And sun Sijing had always had a very good relationship with her cousin, so she would not slander her cousin."

For a moment, everyone whispered, but they didn't know which side to stand.

Mr. sniper still wants to speak, but she is held by Wen Shishi who has been silent all the time. She looks up at Mr. sniper, and her eyes are full of gratitude.

Then nodded solemnly with her: "believe me, I can solve it myself."

Mr. sniper gave her a kiss on the lip and a handshake back: "OK, but remember, I'll always be your backup."

Wen Shishi released Mr. sniper's hand and stepped forward to the stage: "everyone."

Everyone who is whispering hears the voice of Wen Shishi, who is at the core of the storm. They can't help looking up to the stage.

"Listen up, I'm Wen Shishi. If you don't believe me, you can verify my DNA on the spot. I'm legally responsible for every word I say!" Her eyes firmed up: "and today, I'm going to expose sun Sijing's true face."