Jiang Jianjun doesn't even have the strength to stand up by himself now, but this is better, so that it looks more pitiful and sympathetic, isn't it?

He knew that it was useless to beg Xu Zelin and Song Weiguo, things had come to this point, and he just wanted Jiayin to replace Xiaoman, and he couldn't hide these two people.

So he simply didn't ask these two people, he knew how ruthless their hearts were, especially Xu Zelin, who couldn't tolerate betrayal the most.

Since these two people are so cold-blooded and don't miss brotherhood, then he, Jiang Jianjun, will definitely not waste time on them again.

Xiaoman did behave very indifferently before, but no matter what, she was just a teenager, didn't she, she had raised her for more than ten years, and now she suddenly knew that she was not biological, she must have been frightened, she must have been in a hurry.

Especially that person is gone, and now Xiaoman needs the father's love most, only he can give it.

Jiang Jianjun gasped with difficulty, he didn't have to pretend at all, Xu Zelin might have injured him somewhere, as long as he moved, his heart hurt piercingly.

"Little Man......"

But he raised his head and opened his mouth, but he was stunned for a moment.

Trying to raise his arm to block the dazzling sunlight, Jiang Jianjun felt in a trance that such a scene seemed to have happened.

No, it's different from this, there is no Xiaoman in that scene, everyone is harmonious, Jiayin is surrounded in the middle with a happy smile on his face, as if he is still wearing a white wedding dress, relatives and friends are there, including Xu Zelin and Song Weiguo, and he also looks at his daughter proudly.

It's just that there is no such person.

Also, where was Xiaoman at that time?

Jiang Jianjun looked into the distance along the lively and joyful crowd and saw that in the small two-story building behind them, the attic window was tightly closed, and someone inside was struggling to get close to the window.

Is it Xiaoman? It turned out to be Xiaoman?

Jiang Jianjun was taken aback by what he saw.

He saw Xiao Man slumping to the ground with all her body weak, she was not tied, but she was completely unable to move like a living dead, she probably heard the lively sounds on the lawn downstairs, and she tried to open her mouth to speak.

But she seemed to have a bad throat, and in the end, she didn't make a sound.

Downstairs Jiayin was dressed up brightly and moving, holding the freshest bouquet in her hand, and the emcee said in a festive voice: "Today's bride, Miss Jiang Jiayin, is the embodiment of kindness and beauty, she has happiness at the same time, but also hopes to pass on this happiness to everyone, so, please unmarried boys and children come to the front, let's see, who will be this lucky one." ”

"Throw it away, I must grab the bouquet, Miss Jiang is so good-looking and has found such a good husband, if I grab it, I will be as lucky as her."

Loud cheers could be heard from downstairs.

Jiang Jiayin's eyes were full of smugness when he heard this, he raised his head slightly, and glanced coldly in the direction of the attic when everyone was not noticing.

With just one glance, she immediately retracted her gaze, smiled shyly, and threw out the bouquet vigorously: "May we all be happy!" ”

Upstairs, Xiao Man heard Jiang Jiayin's high-pitched and excited shout, and finally slowly stopped moving, her eyes were wide open, and tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Jianjun only felt cold from head to foot for a moment.

Was he dreaming? How could he see such a picture?

Xiaoman, Xiaoman, is she dead?

Died at Jiayin's wedding? ()

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