Playful Concubine: The President is personally favored

Chapter 1 A woman in mourning at the wedding and holding a posthumous photo (1)

Beijing, the afternoon of June 6th.

Ji Youyou was dressed in black and white mourning clothes and appeared at the door of the church holding a black and white photo of He Yu in his hand.

Through the closed door, Ji Youyou could faintly hear the sound of the wedding march and the pastor's deep singing.

Her face was expressionless, but the hand holding the portrait was tightly held, which showed her nervousness at the moment.

Originally, the bride inside... should be her.

Ji Youyou stood quietly outside the door, a flame burning in her heart.

It wasn't until she heard the pastor yelling "Is there anyone objecting?" that she pushed open the door forcefully and appeared at the wedding scene forcefully.

"I object."

When everyone heard the movement at the door, they all looked at Ji Youyou in unison.

"Isn't this He Yu's little girlfriend?"

"Why is she wearing a mourning dress? It's really unlucky."

"Look, isn't the portrait in Yoyo's hand He Yu?"

"Oh! Is Ji Youyou coming to make a big wedding?"

Ji Youyou was unmoved by the discussions at the wedding scene.

She looked directly into He Yu's eyes, step by step... stepping on the red carpet, walking towards the stage like a proud queen.

"I am He Yu's girlfriend, and I am against this wedding." She emphasized again.

"Ji Youyou, get out of here." Mother He wanted to rush up to the stage in a hurry to pull Ji Youyou down.

But Ji Youyou flung out a sharp eye knife, and a terrifying breath rushed towards Mama He's face. Mama He was so scared that she fell back to her original place, looking at Ji Youyou in disbelief.

The look in his eyes just now was terrifying.

Ji Youyou ignored the gazes of everyone present, walked quickly to He Yu, and said mockingly: "He Yu, happy wedding. This is my wedding gift for you, do you like it?"

As she spoke, her eyes suddenly sank, her eye sockets were red, she held up the portrait high up, and suddenly let go, the portrait quickly fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

Red liquid flowed out from the portrait, and it had an unusual stench. Coupled with glass shards all over the floor, it was shocking.

"Bang~ I'm dead~ hahaha..." Ji Youyou's exaggerated dubbing made her laugh out loud, recklessly, as if He Yu had really fallen into a scumbag, happily.

As the portrait fell and the plasma burst, some timid people immediately screamed in panic, and some with poor psychological endurance ran out in fright, and the scene was chaotic.

Quan Ziqi's eyes burst into flames, and she glared at Ji Youyou angrily. She didn't expect that Ji Youyou would come to ruin their wedding and humiliate them like this. She was really mad at her.

She pushed He Yu hard, and asked He Yu to get rid of Ji Youyou. It would be best if he could kill Ji Youyou, a little bitch.

Faced with such a sudden scene, He Yu was also a little confused. He didn't understand why Ji Youyou, who had been timid and fearful since childhood, would have the guts to do such an unreasonable thing.

"Ji Youyou, are you crazy? Get out of here~"

He Yu's roar made Ji Youyou's expression turn cold again.

If it was the old Ji Youyou, he would definitely not have done such a thing.

But today, Ji Youyou has made up his mind... and the scumbag will die together.

With red eyes, holding back tears, she looked directly at He Yu domineeringly, "He Yu, in my mother's dictionary, there has never been the word breakup, only widow. Do you understand?"

He Yu was taken aback for a moment, unable to accept Ji Youyou's change for a while.

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　　The heroine is weak at the beginning, and a bit cheap, so don't hate me because of these.Read on patiently, this is the growth history of a girl with low self-esteem who was betrayed by her boyfriend.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)