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"No?"
"Well, that person of hishas a bit of a weird personality."
Song Chujiu felt even stranger in his heart.
Even if it is a marriage that treats each other as guests, on such an occasion, the husband and wife must go together, right?
Out of politeness, Song Chujiu didn¡¯t ask any more questions.
The young woman sighed softly: "Hey, I really envy Xiao Rong for having such a grand and eye-catching wedding. When I got married"
She sighed quietly, her voice a little melancholy.
"It was just a formality and it was done hastily. The happiest and most important moment in a woman's life just passed by so casually."
Song Chujiu was startled for a moment, "Isn't there a wedding?"
"It's done. But because it was a flash wedding, the preparations were not sufficient. There were some minor problems on the wedding day, which affected my mood."
Song Chujiu smiled and said: "If you feel dissatisfied, you can get a replacement if you have time in the future."
"My husband I'm afraid he won't want to re-apply. He thinks it's a waste of time. When we got married, he didn't even want to hold a wedding. I was the one who forced him to agree, so he reluctantly agreed."
This woman is very talkative, but mostly she complains about her husband.
There were three gentle knocks on the door of the medical room.
The young woman immediately stood up from the chair, "It should be my husband who is here."
Song Chujiu also picked up the bag placed aside and prepared to leave.
The door to the medical room was pushed open, and a man in a black suit walked in unhurriedly.
The man is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a figure comparable to that of a top male model, and a cool and noble temperament.
His appearance brought with it a sense of majesty and oppression, full of the aura of a superior, and the whole room became cramped because of his appearance.
Song Chujiu raised his eyes and landed on the man's face.
It was an extremely handsome face, with a high nose, deep and cool eyebrows, and a pair of deep eyes like an ancient well, as dark as night and unfathomable.
Song Chujiu¡¯s eyes trembled slightly, and the blood all over his body seemed to solidify in an instant, and even his breathing was suffocated.
"Husband." A woman's soft and pleasant voice came from the side. "You finally came."
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Song Chujiu¡¯s pupils suddenly shrank.
The woman walked up to the man, with a slight complaint in her voice.
"If you come a little later, Xiao Rong's ceremony will be over."
As if thinking of something, the woman hurriedly said: "Thanks to this lady, not only was she kind enough to help me get to the medical room, but she even waited with me for so long."
It was only then that the woman suddenly realized that she had not introduced herself yet.
She took off her sunglasses and smiled at Song Chujiu: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Xi Qianluo, and this is the one I just mentioned to you, my husband - Xiao Moqing. This is Miss, what¡¯s your name?¡±
Xi Qianluo's face was only the size of a palm, and the sunglasses on his eyes blocked most of his face.
Xi Qianluo took off her sunglasses, and her delicate and bright facial features looked even more beautiful.
She stood beside the man and held his arm, as elegant and noble as a white swan.
Song Chujiu¡¯s whole body was shaken, and he came back to his senses from his trance.
She raised her head and looked into the man's familiar yet unfamiliar eyebrows.
She hasn¡¯t seen him in four years.
God seemed to be treating him particularly favorably, leaving no trace on that handsome face. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com