Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

No, she doesn't want to marry him, even if it's a dream, she doesn't want to marry him either.

His hands struggled a bit, but he had no strength to resist.

Si Fei felt her resistance, her eyes flickered, but she didn't stop holding Bai Yunshang's hand, and slowly pressed it towards the red book.

The moment left by the red seal.

Si Fei turned her face away, a tear slowly flowed down. [

Master, I am still happy for you...

…………

The door of the church was suddenly opened.

The sky-high rays of light shone in together, and a tall figure stood at the door, panting and writhing.

The man who came in was tall and handsome, his deep face was framed by a beautiful shadow.

The couple in the hall immediately turned their heads when they heard the movement. Bai Yunshang was wearing a white and beautiful wedding gauze, and the hem of the skirt was like spreading waves, continuous in his sight.

"Yunshang, Yunshang!"

Sikong Zeye ran towards the church.

Running across the red carpet covered with petals, one after another arched door, ran to the very end.

As he ran, the scenery in front of him was receding. He ran to the place where Bai Yunshang had been standing, but there was nothing around him, only the light from the zenith was shining brightly.

"Master." Immediately afterwards, a pair of people walked in from the gate.

Looking at the empty church, Ma Zai secretly said: "Master, are we late?"

Sikong Zeye tightly pursed his lips, in his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the wedding that was held here.But he was still thinking about a fluke in his heart - the news he got by chance was false.

The church is so big and empty, just like his heart at this moment.

Sikong Zeye stood in the center of the church, casually picking up a leftover bouquet.

On the ribbon, the name drawn with gold thread is impressively...

【Sikong Haoran】

【Bai Yunshang】

His body sank suddenly, and he reached out to support the chair next to him. [

A nun came in with a broom, ready to clean up the church: "Sir, may I ask you?"

Ma Zai asked, "Did a new couple get married here just now?"

"Yes, they just left."

Mai~Bach led a series of long dragons, left the church, and swished across the wide road in France.

Sikong Zeye's face was deep and cold, and he rested his forehead with his hands. In his mind, he suddenly recalled in slow motion——

When their car came to the church, when they passed the gate, they crossed a carriage covered with jewels and veils——

"Damn!"