After this kind of reciprocity, she will not be close to Tang Qian.

Besides, Qin Xia is Chu Zhouran's wife, so she is from the same country as her.

Tang Qian's expression was light and his smile remained: "Whether you recognize me or not, I wish you and Zhou Ran a blessing."

"Ha." Qin Xia smiled bitterly, staring at his fingers with his eyes down, "Happiness, maybe."

"Qin Xia?" Tang Qian was slightly stunned and looked at her.

I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell you the specific one.

Qin Xia raised his head and said indifferently: "We know who he likes, and it is my wish to marry him, but..."

"Qin Xia." Tang Qian called her again. At this time, she had to say something.

"Zhouran and I have passed. Rather than saying that it is not the beginning. I have never forgotten Guo Ziqi, nor have I really like Zhu Ran. We have always been in love with each other until we have friends."

"I'm sad for Zhou Ran. After all, he loves you so much." Qin Xia said, and turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Tang Qian narrowed her back, and as soon as she stepped, she heard the sound coming from the compartment.

Mo Xiran came out.

Frowning, Tang Qian looked at Mo Xiran.

Mo Xiran spread his hands and said softly: "Sorry, I don't mean to eavesdrop on you."

"But you still listened." Tang Qian's tone could not hear joy or anger.

Mo Xiran was surprised.

Even if you don't like it, you don't have to be an enemy.

What's more, Tang Qian seems not to be the one she can mess with.

"Feel sorry."

I said it again, this time, Mo Xiran comes from the heart.

Tang Qian looked at her, and suddenly curled her lips and smiled.

"Yanchen picked up the treasure."

"Um?"

Is this a compliment to myself?

But why?

"Your path is probably not easy to walk. Remember, before cherishing others, you must cherish yourself."

Tang Qian left after saying the inexplicable words.

Mo Xiran stood alone in the bathroom, smiling softly for a while.

Perhaps, from now on, she will start to like Tang Qian a little.

When he returned to the private room again, Mo Xiran's mood improved again.

Zhou Yanchen looked sideways at the girl who was smiling like a flower beside him, with deep phoenix eyes.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, everyone came out of the high-end club.

Gu Ziqi and Tang Qian's family left by car, and Chu Zhouran wanted to take Qin Xia home first.

Because I had a drink at night, the driver Xiao Zhang came to pick them up.

When he got into the car, Zhou Yanchen suddenly reached out and held Mo Xiran's finger.

She turned to look at him in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He said, and he wanted to let go.

Mo Xiran held his fingers tightly with his backhand.

Just now, she felt that if they didn't hold him back, their distance would be farther.

It was strange, but at that moment, she really felt that way.

Could this girl be the one who saved him from the dry well?

Zhou Yanchen was staring at Mo Xiran and suddenly thought so.

Mo Xiran thought that it must be the most bizarre wedding he had ever attended, no doubt about it.

Chu Zhouran and Qin Xia’s wedding was scheduled to have a dinner at the most luxurious Golden Goblet Hotel in Ancheng, but the scene was not open, so media reporters could not enter.

The security work is even more in place, with not many guests, more than one hundred people, all of whom are close relatives and friends.

Mo Xiran and Zhou Changxi followed Zhou Yanxi to the hotel early, determined the process, checked the venue, and finally tried a few dishes.

At 12 noon, I took an oath at the church.

At around 10 o'clock, the three of them came out of the Golden Goblet Hotel and got into a car and rushed to the church.

"Sister, are you nervous?"

Sitting in the back seat with Zhou Yanxi, Mo Xiran held Zhou Yanxi's cold fingertips.

Zhou Yanxi smiled at her and said softly: "A little."

It is also right for the son to get married and the mother to be nervous.

Mo Xiran said a few jokes about energetic atmosphere, which made Zhou Yanxi relieve a lot.

Just as the atmosphere was gradually becoming more relaxed, suddenly, Zhou Yanxi's cell phone rang out.

The ringtone was particularly rapid, giving people a bad premonition.

Zhou Yanxi glanced at the caller, it was Zhou Yanchen.

"Hey, Achen."

“Where is it?”

"On the way to church, what...what? How could...I know."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yanxi held his cell phone tightly and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhou Changxi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked in confusion: "Aunt, what's wrong?"

"mom?"

Mo Xiran also held her finger in confusion, and the fingertips were as cold as ice.

The throat was hard, and Zhou Yanxi frowned out the car window.

"Achen said, Xiaoxia is gone."

"What?!"

Mo Xiran and Zhou Changxi were both surprised and spoke out loud.

Less than two hours before the wedding oath, the bride disappeared?!

"Achen and the others are looking for it?"

"Well, let's pay attention to the surrounding area when we go over. Maybe we will see Xiaoxia. The cars are all there, and she probably used them."

After Zhou Yanxi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, his face full of sorrow.

Zhou Changxi wanted to say something else, Mo Xiran quickly gave her a look and signaled her to silence.

Close your mouth obediently, Zhou Changxi turned around and sat down, staring at the roadside with her eyes tightly.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the church and did not see Qin Xia along the way.

Following Zhou Yanxi, they entered the lounge.

Zhou Yanchen stood in front of the window with his back facing the door.

Gu Ziqi hugged Tang Qian and stood in front of the dressing table. The rolling rolling beside him held Dandan's hand and whispered something.

Dandan seemed to feel the heavy atmosphere, obediently sticking to her brother.

Old Mrs. Zhou and Qin Xia’s parents were sitting on the sofa, their faces heavy.

One of the protagonists of this wedding, the groom Chu Zhouran, was wearing a white tuxedo and was unparalleled in a handsome and beautiful manner.

He sat on the chair, holding Qin Xia's veil in his hand, and could not see his emotions.

Zhou Yanxi felt ache in his heart, walked over quickly, and squatted in front of his son.

"Zhouran." shouted softly.

Chu Zhouran looked up and saw his mother, showing a bitter smile.

"Mom, Xiaoxia is gone."

"Zhouran."

"She doesn't want to marry me anymore, ha." He laughed at himself, closed his eyes and whispered: "I have always been too arrogant. I thought that no matter when, she would be behind me."
To be continued...