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Bailihan calmly patted the back of her hand, stood with her, watched Xia Zhensheng approach slowly with a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums.

Xia Zhensheng also saw them. There was instant embarrassment on his face. However, he still walked with heavy steps and approached them against the cold sight of summer and winter.

Xia Dong looked coldly, "who told you that my mother's tombstone is here?"

Xia Zhensheng's expression was stiff. "I, I asked your uncle."

"My mother doesn't want to see you!" She was like a kitten, her hair standing up, ready to attack.

"Xia Xia, you're going to have a wedding tomorrow. Anyway, I'm your father. I want your mother to know the news." Xia Zhensheng looked at her with a pitiful look.

"You don't need to worry about these things. I'll tell my mother myself." Xia Dong clenched his hands into fists and stared at him, "go, don't appear in front of your mother!"

"Xia Xia -" Xia Zhensheng's eyes filled with muddy tears. At this time, he had no handsome style when he was young, nor the elegance of rich people, but only the sadness of the elderly.

"Wife, don't get excited. Be careful to hurt the baby." Bailihan took Xia Dong's shoulder and comforted softly, "don't be angry. Let me talk to Mr. Xia. Will you go back to the car first?"

Xia Dong took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She didn't know why. As soon as she saw the man, she couldn't help feeling sad, angry and resentful. She knew it wasn't worth it, but she couldn't help it.

She recited "it's not worth it, it's not worth it" in her heart again and again. She didn't look at Xia Zhensheng anymore. She only had Bai Lihan in her eyes, "OK, come back quickly."

On the Boulevard, only Bai Lihan and Xia Zhensheng were left.

Although Xia Zhensheng had no self-esteem in front of his daughter, he showed his momentum in front of his son-in-law. He looked up and looked serious. "Bai Lihan, I know I don't deserve to be a father and I'm not qualified to point out Xia Xia's things, but I'm her father after all. I'll give her to you. I hope you can treat her well."

Brigham did not show any ridicule or disdain, and said seriously, "you don't have to worry about this. I'll treat her well. Anyway, you are Xia Xia's father, and I will respect you. However, at tomorrow's wedding, Xia Xia plans to let her uncle take her hand into the church. "

Xia Zhensheng smiled bitterly, "I understand that I have no face to attend the wedding. Mingyuan has been treating her like his own daughter. He entrusted Xia Xia to your hands. I have no regrets."

Bailihan didn't want to say more. He nodded goodbye and walked forward for a few steps. He suddenly stopped without looking back. He calmly asked, "if you can choose again, do you still abandon Xia Xia and her mother?"

Xia Zhensheng felt a sudden pain in his heart. He didn't know how to answer. He made this choice because he had to, but the result was not as he expected. But if you don't choose that, the result will be worse

His silence showed his attitude. Bailihan's eyes were cold, and he didn't know how to repent? If he is not Xia Xia's father, he really wants to beat him up.

Back to the car, Xia Xia sat in the co driver, lowered the glass and looked at the distance. She didn't come back until he opened the door. She looked back at him with a shallow smile, "why so long?"

He touched her hair painfully. "I wanted to hit him, but I hesitated, so it took a little time."

She smiled, "don't beat him, lest heaven strike and thunder split. After all, he is an elder." She seemed to think of something, and the smile on her face stagnated.

He asked with concern, "what's the matter?"

She smiled stiffly. "Do you think I'll be beaten by thunder? My attitude towards him is so bad, let alone filial piety."

"No, Thor will understand your difficulties." He held her in his arms and gently stroked her hair. "We will treat him better in the future. After all, he is an elder."

She buried her head in his arms and spit out the word "good" after a long time.

When he didn't come back, she thought a lot. Now that she is the mother of three children, she should no longer have resentment. Maybe she should try to put down her hatred.

The wedding of bailihan, the young master of bailihan, and Xia Dong was held as scheduled in the church. With the beautiful wedding march, Xia Dong walked into the church with Gao Mingyuan's arm.

Two lovely little flower children led Xia Dong's wedding dress and walked behind them. The little face carved with pink and jade had a sweet smile. The sharp eyed people recognized them at a glance. They were a pair of precious sons of bailihan and Xia Dong, Xiaoyi and Xiaobao.

Xia Dong is wearing a pure white wedding dress and a black bun, revealing her snow-white and beautiful neck with a string of red agate treasure necklace, glittering and charming. The chest and abdomen design is smooth and outlines a perfect curve. The layers of skirts are dotted with broken diamonds like stars. In the morning light, she comes slowly with elegant steps, like a fairy coming from Lingbo.

At this time, she is the most perfect bride. She is so beautiful that people can't help holding their breath. Everyone's eyes fall on her, but there is only one person in her eyes, the man standing at the end of the red carpet and waiting for her.

Wearing a white suit, bailihan stood tall and straight, with an elegant and charming smile on his handsome face. In his bright eyes like obsidian, he watched her approach him with deep love.

Gao Mingyuan solemnly handed Xia Dong's hand to bailihan, which was not only the great trust of his life, but also the responsibility of his life. His eyes were red.

Bailihan also solemnly held Xia Dong's hand and made a serious and serious commitment, "I will love Xia Dong all my life and never give up."

The priest began to preside over the wedding. "Can anyone present provide a legitimate reason to point out that the marriage of the two newlyweds is illegal?"

The rosefinch couldn't help but aim at the Beitang deep beside him. He stared at the front without expression, as if he hadn't heard the priest's words. She really doesn't understand why he dragged his injured body to attend the wedding in summer and winter. Isn't this his own abuse?

Su Yunqian bit his teeth and suddenly stood up.

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The faces of the people in the Baili family changed. They were worried about what she said. Mrs. Su quickly pulled her arm and said in a low voice, "Yunqian, what are you doing? Sit down! "