Chapter 1103: A Wedding Without Care

Miss Deng Wenli was full of posture, "Chen Zhiming, are you mistaken?" Breakfast is something like this, and the family will prepare it. Do I need to do it? I haven't been in the kitchen since I was a kid, so don't add your poor life to my life, you know? ”

Chen Zhiming is still calm, "There is no difference between the poor and the rich, but the difference in life is different." Since Liu Xiaoran is willing to marry you, it means that in his heart, you still have weight. In that case, why don't you make him love you a little more? ”

Listening to his words, her chest rose and fell with anger.

Chen Zhiming is not clear does not mean that he himself is not clear, he clearly understands that Liu Xiaoran does not like her at all, the person he likes is Chen Zhiming! He will marry her, all because of Chen Zhiming!

Now Chen Zhiming is still saying such things in front of her, giving her a feeling of being ridiculed.

She stood up, pushed Chen Zhiming hard, picked up something on the table and smashed it on his head.

"Chen Zhiming, you don't talk too much here! Do you think you are the only one who understands Liu Xiaoran? What are you talking about here with pride! Even if you know Liu Xiaoran's preferences, what about understanding him? Isn't the person he wants to marry still me? ”

Among them, she grabbed an ashtray on the table, and then smashed it on Chen Zhiming's head.

The ashtray flew towards Chen Zhiming in front of him, and then fell on his forehead fiercely.

After smashing down, the ashtray fell to the ground in a straight line, and then shattered into pieces on the ground, and it was impossible to put it together.

Not only that, Chen Zhiming's forehead also swollen as quickly as possible, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

A layer of skin was also knocked off the swollen bag, and a lot of blood flowed.

Seeing this situation, Deng Wenli didn't feel the slightest guilt, "Okay, I don't want to see you now!" Get out of here! ”

Chen Zhiming sighed lightly, didn't care about the wound on his forehead, and said indifferently: "Deng Wenli, it doesn't matter how you beat me." I just hope that you won't treat Liu Xiaoran like this in the future. ”

With that, he left the dressing room.

Looking at his back as he left, Deng Wenli let out one scream after another of collapse.

She kept throwing things in the room, clutching her head and screaming.

After searching almost the entire hotel, Li Jinze found Chen Zhiming: "Where have you been?" Didn't I tell you not to follow me!? ”

"President, I still can't let it go, I want to go and see, I'm sorry, I won't run around anymore."

Chen Zhiming bowed his head and apologized, his face full of apology.

When Li Jinze still wanted to accuse, he saw the bag on his forehead that was swollen and bleeding.

"What's wrong with your forehead?"

Chen Zhiming shook his head, trying to cover the bag on his forehead with his hair, and shook his head in avoidance: "It's okay, I accidentally knocked it just now." ”

Where would Li Jinze believe Chen Zhiming's words, how could he bump into him like this?

He was about to ask when the wedding scene had already begun.

Chen Ziyun has been accompanying Li Jinze to look for people under the sun, and he has long been tired, and now he has to drag and stand here.

She was already impatient, "Li Jinze, the wedding has begun, let's hurry over." ”

Chen Zhiming also nodded and took the lead in walking over: "Yes, Liu Xiaoran's wedding has begun, let's go over, president." ”

The three of them found their seats before taking their seats.

In the corridor, Deng Wenli and Liu Xiaoran walked onto the stage arm in arm, and the applause around them rang out one after another, and her face was full of happy and proud smiles.

Liu Xiaoran's reputation is famous all over the world, and it is the dream of many women to marry him.

Liu Xiaoran always had a straight face, and she couldn't see the joy of marriage at all.

The two walked to the stage, and the master of ceremonies said a lot of words about the wedding process.

Liu Xiaoran was absent-minded, her eyes kept wandering in the audience, as if she was looking for something.

It didn't take long for his eyes to lock on Li Jinze's table, that is, Chen Zhiming's body.

With just one glance, he saw the bag that was still bleeding on Chen Zhiming's forehead, although Chen Zhiming had already covered it, but it was still seen by Liu Xiaoran at a glance.

Liu Xiaoran took a step forward uncontrollably, and as soon as she took a step, she was stopped by Deng Wenli.

Deng Wenli has been paying attention to Liu Xiaoran's situation, and she is afraid that he will not be able to control it and ruin the wedding and make her infamous.

"Liu Xiaoran, what are you going to do? Don't forget, this wedding is a marriage between the Liu family and the Deng family, so I don't need to talk to you about the stakes, right? Don't be impulsive, there are a lot of reporters below......"

He gritted his teeth, stopped, and finally resisted the urge to go to Chen Zhiming, but his eyes still couldn't be taken away from Chen Zhiming's body.

Chen Zhiming was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two collided together, as if they had a thousand words to say, but they couldn't say a word.

In the end, Chen Zhiming, who was sitting in the audience, smiled at him, his mouth opened slightly, and he didn't make any sound, but said a word.

Liu Xiaoran knew that Chen Zhiming was speaking lip language.

He opened his lips along with him, echoing his words: "I wish you happiness......"

When he said these four words, his heart felt as if it had been cut alive by a knife, making him so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Deng Wenli felt worse and worse, she looked at the master of ceremonies urgingly: "Don't say that nonsense anymore, just take the last step!" ”

The master of ceremonies was taken aback, and nodded again and again: "Okay, Miss Deng, are you willing to marry Mr. Liu Xiaoran as your wife?" Regardless of birth, old age, sickness and death, poverty or wealth......"

Before she finished speaking, Deng Wenli immediately replied: "I am willing!" ”

The master of ceremonies then looked at Liu Xiaoran: "Mr. Liu, are you willing to marry Miss Deng?" No matter birth, old age, sickness and death, poverty or wealth, you are willing to spoil her all the time, love her, and not let her be wronged......"

This is already the end of the wedding, and it is also the most cruel end to Chen Zhiming.

Li Jinze couldn't help but look back at the calm Chen Zhiming, "Are you okay?" ”

"President, I'm fine, but I want to go back now." Chen Zhiming looked at him.

He was stunned, "The wedding is not over yet?" Are you really planning to go back? ”

Chen Zhiming nodded, "I just want to see Liu Xiaoran one last time and see him happy." Now, enough is enough, I should also leave, I believe that he will be better off without me. Only when I leave, Deng Wenli will treat him well. ”

Li Jinze frowned, "Chen Zhiming, what are you talking about?" ”

Why did he think Chen Zhiming was speaking strangely today.

Chen Zhiming shook his head, already stood up, and walked towards the exit.

Liu Xiaoran on the stage also saw Chen Zhiming, who was the first to leave.

didn't take a few steps, but Chen Zhiming suddenly fainted on the ground......