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Chapter 1294

The wedding was held in a Chinese style. Yang Dao accompanied him with a knife for his whole life, and he might never dream of having a day to get married.

Gao Ying is an absolute beauty. Yang Dao may not have any admiration for her in the past, but now that she has confirmed that she is about to become her wife, Yang Dao is still very happy.

Although he also knew that the reason why Tai Sui made such a decision was actually to find a breakthrough for sanctions against Sun Qitian brothers and let Sun Qitian brothers reveal their fox tails themselves. At the same time, Tai Sui also has other purposes.

But none of this matters.

Now, Gao Ying has been confirmed to be Yang Dao's wife, so from this moment on, if someone dares to hit him Yang Dao's wife, he will definitely make the other party die.

At this time, in Gao Ying's room.

The room is decorated with lights and colors, filled with an extremely festive atmosphere.

The wedding dress was tried last night, and the size was also changed. At this time, it had already been worn on Gao Ying's body.

It has to be said that Gao Ying is indeed like a fairy. With this red wedding dress, she sets off every inch and strand of her classical beauty to the fullest.

She sat upright in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes empty and unconscious.

It is said that marriage is the most important day in every woman's life. Every woman's heart is happy on this day, but Gao Ying's heart is empty, and she even has the desire to die.

What's very bloody is that Gao Ying even hid a pair of scissors on her body as she played in film and television dramas. If Yang Dao dares to treat her badly tonight, she will make a fuss to the point where you die or I die.

"Miss, today is your wedding day, you should be happier."

The maid who was responsible for helping Gao Ying dress up next to him said while helping Gao Ying paint his makeup.

But Gao Ying was still the same as before, with her eyes empty and no expression on her face.

She is going to get married today, but the groom is not the man she is thinking of. This kind of pain makes people unable to breathe.

At this moment, looking at herself in the mirror and the maid who was dressing up for herself, Gao Ying's mind couldn't help but echo the scenes from many years ago.

More than ten years ago, in Cuiyu Tower, Wei Zhuang would dress up for himself like he is now.

The so-called envy of mandarin ducks but not immortals is just that there are too many bodies in this world that cannot help themselves.

"Will he come for me today?"

Such an idea suddenly flashed in Gao Ying's mind.

She felt that this idea was very ridiculous. Not to mention that she wanted to marry Yang Dao, the matter of not being promoted at all.

Even if he was really promoted, even if Wei Zhuang really learned that he was going to marry a wife today, would he come?

The answer is definitely no. Just the attitude Wei Zhuang towards him when he was at Shunfeng Pavilion before, it can be seen that Wei Zhuang had long lost his love for Gao Ying, and there was only that kind of hatred, the kind of hatred that Gao Ying had cruelly abandoned him back then.

But Wei Zhuang didn't know that the reason why Gao Ying refused Wei Zhuang back then was because Tai Sui did not allow her to leave with Wei Zhuang.

If Gao Ying really insists on leaving, Tai Sui will kill her and Wei Zhuang, Gao Ying knows the most about how terrifying Tai Sui is. In her opinion, no one in this world can escape from Tai Sui's palm.

It took a long time to dress up. From the beginning to the present, there was no joy in this room decorated with lights. There was only endless dullness, and there was even a kind of sadness in this dullness.

"The auspicious time has come. Are you ready?"

A matchmaker who was looking for a temporary matchmaker pushed open the door and walked in from outside.

"Okay OK!"

The maid in the room answered, and then helped Gao Ying cover the red veil.

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