Reborn Pastoral Guiyuan: A Famous Family Warmth Marriage

There was a world of difference in the attitudes of the two police officers.

"If you can't finish it, you are incompetent as a policeman. We pay taxes to support you, and we also help you work? Then what does the police station want you to do?" Tian Yuan replied coldly, then took Li Shufen by the hand, and gave Tian Jiabao A look made him leave with the two old people.

Tian Biao can't see anyone, so it's useless for her to make a fuss, she can only wait to marry Luo Chengjun soon, and after getting married, she can pick up her father.

Three days, so fast, so fast, so fast that it seems like a snap of the fingers, so fast that I haven't had time to mentally prepare for the second time to put on a wedding dress for such a scumbag.

However, it seems to pass very slowly. Every night is a sleepless night. When I close my eyes, my mind is full of the tearful face from the last time I saw my father, old and weak, and when I think of these , she especially hopes that three days can be turned into one second, which can be turned like a book.

Outside the window, there are a lot of stars, which indicates that tomorrow will be another sunny day.

Tian Yuan stood barefoot on the cold floor tiles, gathered the blanket that was draped over her body, raised her head, and looked at the endless night sky. At this moment, time seemed a bit lonely.

The beeping sound of the mobile phone is a bit harsh in this quiet late night, Tian Yuan doesn't know, what is it like in Italy at this moment, Tianming?Or let the morning glow dye half the sky red in the evening?

The mobile phone was connected, but the other party was silent, only shallow breathing, passed into each other's ears through the phone.

"Shang Rong."

After a while, Tian Yuan broke the silence, spoke first, and asked softly, "How's the weather in Italy?" Her tone was as light as greetings between old friends.

Are you OK?I'm fine. How's your weather?Also very good.

Shang Rong's breathing stagnates, and then he inexplicably sneered and gave a low voice of grace.

"It's night here, and there are many stars in the sky. I think tomorrow must be a sunny day." Tian Yuan kept looking up at the sky, as if she didn't know her neck would be sore, "But, even if tomorrow is the most beautiful day of the year, A hot day, for me, tomorrow is a stormy nightmare."

Tian Yuan waited for three seconds and Shang Rong didn't answer, only took a shallow breath to tell her that he had been listening.

"Shang Rong, I was thinking, should I thank you? Thank you for letting me become someone else's bride so quickly, wearing the wedding dress of the person I hate the most, about to become the bride of the person I hate the most, becoming someone else Mrs. Luo in the mouth."

"Shang Rong, I'm getting married tomorrow, should you say congratulations to me? Or wish me and Luo Chengjun a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a baby soon? Isn't it ironic? Shang Rong, you loved me for 12 years, but in the end I Not marrying you, not marrying the one I love, but marrying a man who neither really loves me nor I love."

"Say it again." Shang Rong's voice was very low, as low as a ghostly voice coming from the depths of hell, and as light as a gust of wind.

"I said, I'm getting married, thank you for what you did, let me accept the reality a little bit, let me lose my most precious thing a little bit, Shang Rong, your love is really ironic."

The phone was hung up at this point, and the beeping busy tone made Tian Yuan's ironic smile amplify a little bit, and it amplified until the whole heart was full of sarcasm.