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In the last two months before marriage, Han Yanyan became a clingy person, and she would stick to Qiao Chengyu as long as she had time. Everyone knows that the aloof and elite second son of the Qiao family will turn into a doting fiancée whenever he meets his fiancée. The two of them will spoil her like crazy and often make others feel bloated.
Fortunately, the grand wedding of the golden boy and the beautiful girl finally came as scheduled.
The wedding venue was chosen in an ancient castle with a long history abroad. The Qiao family spent a lot of money to book the entire castle, and the wedding, banquet and guest accommodation were all held here.
On the eve of the wedding, according to custom, the two newlyweds cannot meet each other. But Han Yanyan still quietly touched Qiao Chengyu's room.
Qiao Chengyu guessed it was her when he heard the knock on the door. He opened the door and pulled her in. He pressed her behind the door and kissed her. They were obviously going to be a legal couple soon, but they were enjoying themselves like a pair of secretly having sex.
Extremely happy, Qiao Chengyu pressed his hand **** the door panel, and a thin layer of goosebumps crawled up his back and shoulders. Han Yanyan hugged his neck tightly and felt the tiny uneven feeling between her fingers, like countless electric currents running into her body from her fingertips, jumping and galloping.
Han Yanyan clung tightly to him like a vine, fitting perfectly into him. Their lips and teeth were intertwined, and even their sweat was mingled together, regardless of each other.
"Qiao Chengyu, Qiao Chengyu." Han Yanyan called his name.
The aftertaste of trembling was still there, Qiao Chengyu couldn't form words at this time and could only respond with a vague and hoarse "hmm".
"I like you..." Han Yanyan whispered softly, "I like everything about you..."
Qiao Chengyu finally broke free from the trembling and raised his eyes to look at her. Han Yanyan's noses were connected with his, and their lips were almost touching. Her voice was as thin as a whisper, and could only be heard clearly from this distance.
She said: "You look like you were tailor-made for me..."
The next words were sealed by warm lips and tongue. Han Yanyan was stuck in the mud of tenderness and refused to extricate herself. The bride who was to be the bride the next day was so sore that she couldn't walk. The groom-to-be took advantage of the silence of the night to quietly carry her back to her room.
Before the wedding on the second day, he was still worried about her, bribed a group of bridesmaids, and successfully entered the preparation room to see her.
The high, deep and spacious rooms of the castle have huge stone walls, and colored glass reflects the sunlight, creating a solemn and solemn atmosphere like a religion. In this hazy halo, Han Yanyan sat in a simple and elegant wooden chair, looking at herself in the mirror. The snow-white skirt of the wedding dress was spread all over the floor, glowing with a holy light.
She is the bride of his dreams. For a moment, Qiao Chengyu even held his breath, not daring to disturb her.
Han Yanyan saw the person in the mirror and smiled sweetly at him: "Why are you here? Didn't you say that we are not allowed to meet before the ceremony?" She said this without any shame, as if she had sneaked into his room last night. She wasn't the one having sex.
Qiao Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief, exhaled slowly, stood far away, and stared at his bride quietly.
Han Yanyan turned around: "What's wrong?"
She had a gentle smile on her face, but Qiao Chengyu remembered that when he opened the door and saw her for the first time, she looked at herself in the mirror, and there was... no smile on her face. He hesitated because of this, and at the moment before the wedding, he felt hesitant in his heart.
But Han Yanyan smiled and stretched out her hand to him: "Come here."
Qiao Chengyu walked over and held her hand. Han Yanyan's hands were soft and warm. Qiao Chengyu's heart calmed down somehow.
He looked at his bride, suddenly bent down, kissed the back of her hand gently, then knelt down on one knee in front of her.
Han Yanyan was surprised and funny: "Are you going to propose to me again?"
But Qiao Chengyu had a serious expression and serious eyes. He knelt on one knee in front of her and held one of her hands, like a knight pledging fealty to a princess.
"Yanyan." He said, "I am lucky to be able to marry you. I thank God for giving me this luck. I, Qiao Chengyu, swear to you——"
"I will do my best to be the husband you want and give you the marriage you want."
"I will be loyal to you, our marriage and our family for the rest of my life."
"I will be a good husband and a good father."
"When we have children in the future, whether it is a boy or a girl, I will love him/her and you with all my heart."
"Parent-teacher meetings, sports meets, stage performances, reading competitions, provincial competitions...I promise you that I will not miss any important time in his/her life..."
"Yanyan, Yanyan..." Qiao Chengyu stared at his bride and asked softly, "...Why are you crying?"
The tears streaked across Han Yanyan's smiling face. She squeezed his hand and replied: "Because I am happy."
Her throat trembled slightly, and there were three words stuck there that she couldn't say.
Can't say it.
Qiao Chengyu stared at her for a moment and chose to believe it. He stood up and kissed her cheeks and eyes, kissed her tears away, and told her: "You won't be happier than me."
"Because," he smiled, "I will soon become the happiest person in the world."
He let go of her hand and exited the room.
The bridesmaids, makeup artists, stylists, costume designers, and staff who had just left to make room for the couple swarmed in, and Qiao Chengyu disappeared behind these people. Han Yanyan kept staring at the door, unable to see him anymore.
“Oh, stop looking, we’ll see you in fifteen minutes.” One of the bridesmaids joked.
A group of rich people laughed: "I can't even wait for fifteen minutes. Oh my, it's such a big bowl of dog food!"
Han Yanyan put away the emotions she couldn't help but reveal. She raised her chin slightly and showed a "Miss Han" smile.
Fifteen minutes later, she stood outside the huge wooden door on time. The giant door slowly opened amidst the sound of music, and all the guests turned around in their seats and looked at today's bride. Han Yanyan was like a warrior, showing her proud and reserved smile, holding her father's arm, and stepped onto the red carpet.
On the other end of the red carpet, Qiao Chengyu stood tall and straight, but his brows were filled with the expectation of happiness. He was waiting for her at the other end of the red carpet, waiting to take her hand, put the wedding ring on her, and listen to her say "I do" in person. From then on, she was his wife.
His expectations were so strong and intense. Han Yanyan could feel it even from a long distance away.
Father Han felt his daughter's hand holding his suddenly tighten. He smiled and patted the back of her hand to signal her not to be nervous. It doesn't matter if she gets married, even if she becomes someone else's wife, she will always be his daughter and the heir of the Han Group.
There is nothing to be afraid of.
Han Yanyan understood what her father meant. She turned around with a smile, leaned over and kissed her father gently on the cheek.
She has lived happily here for the past two years, all because of this business powerhouse behind her.
Thank you.
The music changed, and the father and daughter looked at each other, linked arms and took steps forward.
This section of the red carpet is quite long. The flower girl cleared the way. Han Yanyan held her father's arm and slowly walked towards her groom, dragging her long skirt. The closer she got to him, the more she could see the joy and excitement hidden under his calm expression.
Han Yanyan's eyes suddenly moved away from her fiancé and towards the guests.
Due to various predispositions, Qiao Wenxing did not become Qiao Chengyu's best man. But his position is still very high.
From sitting here, Qiao Wenxing had a strange feeling when he saw his half-brother in a formal dress, standing there as tall as a pine, waiting for his bride. He seemed... to be dreaming again.
When the heavy door slowly opened, and the noble, proud and beautiful bride walked closer and closer step by step on the red carpet, those steps seemed to step on his heart, one after another, like a big drum. Ringing in the ears.
At this moment, the bride, who was looking at the groom with a smile, suddenly glanced over.
The earthquake happened suddenly. Many people were unprepared and fell to the ground all of a sudden. The originally solemn and gorgeous wedding suddenly turned into chaos.
Qiao Wenxing suddenly came back to his senses.
What is he thinking? This is someone else's wedding, this is Han Yanyan and Qiao Chengyu's wedding. Of the two of them, one is about to become his sister-in-law, and the other has become the heir of the family. Qiao Wenxing thought that now that the matter was over, he shouldn't think about it any more.
But, it’s so strange.
These should obviously be his. Why has everything changed?
The shaking on the ground stopped after a moment, but the scene was already in chaos. Some people have already fled through the door. After all, in the face of natural disasters, life is still important.
"Yanyan!"
Han Yanyan heard two people calling her. One is her father and the other is her groom. They were all calling her name, trying to tell her to evacuate the building.
Han Yanyan turned a deaf ear. After just a few shocks, Han's father had already fallen to the ground, and their arms were separated. Han Yanyan was not restrained, held up her skirt, and took two more steps forward. Instead of walking towards her groom, she walked towards her ex-fiancé Qiao Wenxing.
The strategy goal of this world.
Qiao Chengyu, who had just stood firm, called Han Yanyan's name, but saw that his bride ignored him and walked straight towards Qiao Wenxing. Qiao Chengyu was stunned.
Han Yanyan walked up to Qiao Wenxing in two steps, and their eyes met.
Han Yanyan saw confusion in Qiao Wenxing's eyes. She smiled and asked, "Do you regret it?"
As if in a dream, Qiao Wenxing replied: "I regret it."
With this question and answer, the world that had only been calm for a few seconds began to shake violently. Windows burst, roof beams collapsed, and a thick pillar collapsed.
The pillar fell in the direction of Qiao Chengyu. Qiao Chengyu stepped back quickly to avoid it, but before his eyes he saw the broken pillar suppressing a group of people. Including Han's father who just stood up and wanted to pull his daughter to escape with him.
He saw the well-dressed guests running away screaming and swarming towards the door.
He also saw that his bride turned a deaf ear to all this, and his brother turned a blind eye to everything. Between him and her, it seemed like a completely different world.
Han Yanyan knew what was happening around her, and knew that her "father" might be dead. She didn't even look back.
"They are not important, the mission goal is important. In addition to the mission goal, no one else needs to care."
The unpleasant and harsh electronic sound seemed to be right next to my ears. Han Yanyan ignored the panic around her and only looked at Qiao Wenxing.
Qiao Wenxing fell into confusion in her eyes.
Why is this happening? Why would he lose everything? It seems... because of a woman. But Qiao Wenxing found that he couldn't remember this woman's face or name, nor his original intention of giving up all this for her.
In this daze, a voice floated lightly into his ears.
Han Yanyan said: "Since you regret it, let's end it quickly."
It was like a muffled thunder exploding in my ears. Qiao Wenxing murmured: "Yes, let's end it... This is not what I... want..."
The world shook, shook, and rumbled. Even the screams and cries of the people were suppressed and sounded indistinct. The walls collapsed, a huge gap opened in the floor, and white light poured out from the gap.
People ran towards the gate at a speed far beyond normal, but dazzling white light poured in from outside the gate and from the cracked window.
The white light flooded the world and melted it, including everyone in the world.
"They are not important, the mission goal is important. In addition to the mission goal, no one else needs to care."
Don’t you care? At the last moment, Han Yanyan couldn't help but turn her head.
Qiao Chengyu didn't run away, he was still standing there, looking at her with tight lips across the fallen pillar that stood between them. He intuitively thought that everything that was happening had something to do with her, and he thought she would give him an explanation.
But Han Yanyan glanced at him for the last time, her lips moved, and she couldn't explain it to him after all.
I'm sorry, I came to this world, my target...is not you.