"More beautiful than I imagined."

Xiang Yutian raised the corners of his lips and did not hesitate to express his appreciation. He walked towards her gracefully and stretched out his hand to her, "My bride, let's go."

my bride...

Jiang's only gaze fell on his hand, but he still didn't hand over his hand, "What's wrong with you?"

"fine."

"You smashed your phone."

Hearing this, Xiang Yutian lowered his eyes and stared at her face in silence for a few seconds. His deep eyes did not distinguish between joy and anger, "I just suddenly discovered that there really is no future."

"..."

Jiang Weiwei stared at him blankly, his face pale.

What... is he talking about?

"Miaomiao, let's go."

Xiang Yutian grabbed her hand and walked out, towards the auditorium of the engagement ceremony...

Brightly lit corridor.

The subordinates stood on both sides and bowed their heads.

Jiang Weiwei was wearing handmade 8-centimeter high heels, and her hand was held tightly by Xiang Yutian.
Chapter completed!