You've always loved me

Chapter 737 If I want you, I want you, I want you ([-])

Ji Anning held her breath, adjusted for a while, then raised her head, and smiled back at Charles with teary eyes.

She reached out to hold his arm, and stepped into the red carpet with him step by step.

This section of the road should have been walked by the daughter holding her father's arm.

Just now Charle asked her if she wanted to go back.

She wanted to nod, she regretted it, she regretted it, but here, she was so small.

Stepping on the red carpet with high heels, the wedding march was played over and over again, and when Ji Anning was about to go on stage, Ji Anning broke down in tears.

I thought that if I couldn't be with him, it would be the same with everyone.

I thought it would be a big deal like the last time I left, no matter how deep I miss it, it will pass after I bear it.

I thought...

I thought...

But she couldn't do it, she suddenly found that her heart was not so strong, she was not so great.

Ji Anning stopped, stayed at the bottom of the upper steps, pulled out the arm held by Char, squatted down, and hugged his knees in pain.

"peaceful."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her, calling her nervously.

Ji Anning was stunned for a moment, her crying stopped, she raised her head, her makeup had been ruined by her crying, she was in a daze... dazed and didn't dare to turn her head.

I'm afraid it's a dream, I'm afraid it's a hallucination.

"Stop him, stop him."

Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of noise, and the scene became chaotic, which gave Ji Anning confidence that it was not a dream, it was really him who came.

her uncle.

She stood up and turned her head. The man stood under the arched flower door and looked at him nervously, already covered in injuries.

The snow-white shirt was stained with blood.

"Uncle."

Ji Anning was in excruciating pain. She lifted her skirt and was about to rush over. Charle beside her reached out, grabbed her slender arm, and pulled her back forcefully, wrapping her long arm around her waist.

"Let go of her."

Ji Chicheng seemed to be crazy, trying to break through the crowd surrounding him.

More than a dozen people surrounded him like a river of heaven, preventing them from meeting each other.

At the same time, the attendants on both sides had already dispersed all the guests, leaving only Ji Anning, Ji Chicheng, Char, and Ji Anning's mother.

"You have only one choice, nodding and agreeing to change your surname to my surname Char, otherwise you won't be able to take her away."

With one arm, Char firmly fixed Ji Anning, who was about to escape from his control, and calmly looked at Ji Chicheng, who was besieged by more than a dozen bodyguards.

After hearing Char's words, Ji Chicheng stopped, straightened his back, and the corners of his bloody mouth curled up evilly.

It was like hearing a big joke.

"You have been defeated by my father all your life."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly flashed sharply, and he quickly rushed out of the crowd from the right, picked up a chair, and waved it like a group of bodyguards.

"Don't fight again, don't fight again."

Ji Anning looked at the injuries on Ji Chicheng's body, and watched those people punching him with punches.

As if it hit her body, she was suffocating in pain, and her heart was torn apart.

She turned around, held Char's arm, and begged him crying, "Mr. Char, please stop beating, let them stop, let them stop."

Char was indifferent, with a cold face, very dissatisfied with Ji Chicheng's arrogance.

At this moment, he seemed like a cruel tyrant.

Those who follow others prosper, those who oppose others perish.

Ji Anning turned his head to look at Ji Chicheng, just in time to see a Baobao picking up a flower basket and throwing it at Ji Chicheng's head.

(End of this chapter)