Master Huo's Untamed Wife

Today is her wedding, but Jiang Xiaohan has no feeling of excitement, happiness and happiness that a bride should have. On the contrary, she only feels extremely depressed in her heart, and an indescribable sense of pain hovers in every cell of her body. Her heart is like being filled with cotton.

She has dreamed of her wedding for countless times. In every dream, the handsome and dazzling bridegroom beside her is the man she loves deeply in her heart.

Now, however, she's really going to have a wedding, but The groom next to him is not him.

In front of Huo tingce's extraordinary face, Jiang Xiaohan felt a burst of pain in her heart, and Xiumei frowned slightly again.

Will Huo tingce know that she married Qi Shaohua? I should know. The media reported it. He can't have no idea.

Since I know, why didn't he make any noise? From the day she was kidnapped by Huo tingsheng to now, he has never contacted her, never!

Jiang Xiaohan sighs in her heart. Is she still looking forward to something now?

She can also expect that Huo tingce will be angry when she knows that she is going to get married? You're going to stop me?

It's impossible! He only had his sister in his eyes. As he said that night, whether she was alive or dead, what does it have to do with him?

"Xiao Han, why are you so stiff again? Did mom forget what she said so soon? " Cao Xiaomei took Jiang Xiaohan by the hand, looked her up and down, hesitated and asked, "Xiaohan, do you have something on your mind? Have you quarreled with Shaohua? Or is there something you can't tell mom? "

"No, no..." Afraid of her mother's worry, Jiang Xiaohan shakes her head: "I just can't bear her mother."

"Silly child, when you grow up, you will get married." Cao Xiaomei patted Jiang Xiaohan's hand: "Shaohua is a good man. If you marry him, your mother will be at ease."

"Well." Jiang Xiaohan nods and smiles.

Just, her smile, with a trace of subtle bitterness.

At this time, the door of the rest room was opened, and Qi Shaohua went straight to Jiang Xiaohan and stretched out his right hand: "Xiaohan, time is almost up, let's go!"

"Good!" Jiang Xiaohan takes a deep breath and hands it to Qi Shaohua.

She told herself that it was just a fake marriage. Now that she had made up her mind, she would stop worrying about gain and loss. It was just for the sake of the children.

Jiang Xiaohan and Qi Shaohua, hand in hand, set foot on the red carpet of the wedding scene and walk side by side to the central wedding stage.

Jiang Xiaohan, dressed in a white wedding dress and a long skirt sweeping the floor, is a perfect match. Qi Shaohua, dressed in a black suit, has a long and gentle body. They embrace each other.

Everyone in the banquet praised each other. What a beautiful couple!

"Mom, how beautiful the bride is Qin Lanlan is amazed by Jiang Xiaohan's beauty. Although she thinks that the beautiful bride on the stage is really similar to herself, she is obviously inferior in front of her.

"Lan Lan is beautiful, too!" Since the appearance of Jiang Xiaohan, Qin's eyes have been locked tightly on her. He says in his heart that he is like, really like. He is similar to Shen Jingyun and Qin Xiuwen when he was young, even more like Qin Lanlan!

"Grandfather, if only she were really a sister." Qin Lanlan put her head on Qin's shoulder, imagining how nice it would be if she had such a beautiful and elegant elder sister!

In the romantic and melodious Wedding March, Jiang Xiaohan, holding Qi Shaohua's hand, walks slowly through the red carpet, up the steps and stands in the middle of the stage.

The priest, dressed in a black Roman robe, came to the two new men.

"Mr. Qi Shaohua, would you like to marry Miss Jiang Xiaohan legally? Whether it's health or disease, poverty or wealth, you are always willing to love each other and never leave him for the rest of your life. " Father Zhuang's solemn voice rang out, which made the whole lively wedding scene become quiet.

"I will!" Qi Shaohua's eyes were staring at the gorgeous girl in front of him. He nodded slightly and answered firmly and loudly.

Qi Shaohua's voice just dropped, and the whole audience applauded.

The priest put out his hands and motioned for silence.

Then, the priest's attention falls on the bride Jiang Xiaohan, another protagonist on the stage.

"Miss Jiang Xiaohan, would you like to marry Mr. Qi Shaohua legally? Whether it's health or disease, poverty or wealth, you are always willing to love her and never leave her for the rest of your life. "

"I..." Jiang Xiaohan opened her mouth difficultly, swallowed a mouthful of foam, and stood nervously all over her body. The word "willing" was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it.

"Xiaohan?" Qi Shaohua gently pushed Jiang Xiaohan's shoulder and said in a low voice, "hurry up and say yes, be obedient!"

"I..." Jiang Xiaohan hesitates again. It's very simple, but at this moment, it's just like a thousand pounds. She can't say anything.All the people below the stage found the abnormality of the bride, and they all stared at her with puzzled eyes. Some people whispered and whispered.

"Miss Jiang Xiaohan, will you?" The priest is also the first time to encounter such a situation, not from the frown, asked again.

"I don't agree!" Without waiting for Jiang Xiaohan to think about it, suddenly a loud, firm, serious but extremely abrupt voice came from the church gate.

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Xiaohan's heart suddenly jumped. This voice She has been haunted by her dreams for thousands of times, and she will not hear it wrong. This is the voice of Huo tingce!

Sure enough, with this "I don't agree!" The door of the church was heavily pushed open, and a group of men came into the door, all dressed in suits and shoes, with a serious look. The one in the front, dressed in a well tailored black hand-made suit, was tall and straight, with extraordinary bearing. The handsome face was condensed to the extreme at the moment, as if it indicated that a storm was coming.

"It's Huo Shao!" Someone whispered, "did he come to the wedding, too?"

The person next to him shook his head, indicating that the person who spoke just now would not speak, because At this moment, Huo tingce's face was very ugly.

In the bright light, Huo tingce was proud and light, and walked in slowly with a kind of arrogant attitude. His innate noble spirit was dazzling.

However, at this time, Huo tingce's noble spirit was accompanied by a cold breath, as if the temperature of the whole church had been lowered several degrees because of his entrance, and everyone shuddered where he walked