Lu Shijun ignored the curious eyes of the crowd and put Li qianluo in front of a seat. "It's OK. What trouble is this?" Before the company was wronged that time, or Li qianluo to help him.
Wheelchair and chair of the same height, Li qianluo directly did not come down, let him remove his chair.
Ye Lingling sat down beside her and put the wheelchair for her.
"You go to work quickly, here is the feather feather line!" Li qianluo pushed Lu Shijun.
There are many people coming today. Lu Shijun nodded and went out.
After sitting down, Li qianluo felt a lot of eyes cast towards her. She drank the tea in the cup as if nothing happened and looked at the decoration of the wedding venue in the hotel.
The wedding is about to start. I'm not worried about it.
Warm today will not come!
It's 11:50, ten minutes before the wedding at noon.
The people who came in at the door caused quite a stir.
The man with extraordinary temperament is wearing a hand-made dark blue suit and black brand-new Italian hand-made leather shoes.
Standing beside him was a woman in a rose colored woolen cloth, holding a child together in their hands
She's warm.
Looking from afar, I haven't seen you for two months. I've grown a lot of warm and tall hair. My hair has grown into a lovely ball head.
She was wearing a pink down jacket and white boots on her feet.
It was her warmth, her child, the flesh and blood of ten months' pregnancy.
Li qianluo instantly red eyes, her baby, used to be in her arms coquettish baby, now can only watch from afar.
Looking at her and her father, with other women, openly appeared in front of everyone.
No one will care who her mother is, as long as she knows that Si Wenwen's father is the peak man, Si Jinheng.
In front of her, she wiped a towel and handed it to God.
Take back your eyes, turn your head, and stop looking at them.
Maybe, that's enough. If you look at your daughter from afar, she will be satisfied.
She can only see the warm back on the other side of the stage.
"Sister, are you not going to let the child see you?" Ye Ling Ling lowered her voice in her ear.
After a long pause, he shook his head.
She was afraid that Si Jinheng would not let her see warm again. If she secretly saw warm, she would never see her again.
The wedding started soon and the bride was very beautiful.
They belong to the type of sister next door. Standing together with Lu Shijun, they are very well matched.
The master of ceremonies held the microphone and spoke fluent greetings. The new people on the stage were very happy.
If Mu Ruoyan didn't die, she and Si Jinheng would be so happy on the wedding day
Finally, the bride and groom kiss, the stage issued thunderous applause, the ceremony ended smoothly.
When the bridegroom and the bride begin to toast, a low-key man comes in from the door of the hotel.
He glanced at the scene and saw the special woman.
Li qianluo was eating the food on the plate like chewing wax, and a man sat down in the empty position beside her.
She didn't go to see who it was because she didn't care.
"How are you recently?" People around me, gently asked.
Li qianluo's hand holding food pauses, and then looks at Helian Yutuo with a smile, "well, it's OK, you just arrived?"
After a long time without seeing Helian Yutuo, he has matured a lot, perhaps because of his busy work and a little tired in his eyes.
She looked at him at the same time, Helian Yutuo was also looking at her.
She is very bad. She has lost a lot of weight. She has no light in her eyes. She only has a bright coat on her body, which makes her skin pretty good. But the most important thing is that she is still sitting in a wheelchair.
Li qianluo is not happy at all. How can he let go?
There was a rumor that Li qianluo attempted to commit suicide after killing. At that time, he was too busy to think about it. There are only two words in his mind about this matter, ridiculous!
However, looking at her unable to walk legs, suicide attempt seems to have been confirmed.
What happened to such a good girl, killing and committing suicide? Seeing her like this, he really loves her.
"Well, there's a delay on the way. Is the wedding ceremony over?"
Li qianluo nodded, did not speak, and continued to struggle with the food on the plate.
Ye Lingling takes a look at Helian Yutuo, and then looks at Li qianluo, who has no expression.
She feels that Helian Yutuo is very good, gentle, mature and charming. The key is to look at Li qianluo's eyes with rich feelings.
Why did Li qianluo choose the iceberg, Si Jinheng?Although sijinheng is good, indeed very good, but he can really frighten people when he is cold!
At this time, President Han brought his daughter and son-in-law a toast to their table.
All the people stood up, but Li qianluo was sitting in a wheelchair.
Therefore, she soon attracted more people's attention, and many people were talking about it.
"Who is that woman in the wheelchair? It looks familiar! "
"Can you be familiar? Li qianluo, who has been on the news many times! "
"Oh! It's her. The woman who tried to commit suicide after killing. No wonder she is sitting in a wheelchair. Is she disabled for life? "
"Who knows, murder, such a cruel woman, who cares about her?"
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Men listen to the people behind the discussion, just look at the glass of red wine, as if did not hear the general.
Jiao Qingwan also heard the two people's comments, and quietly took a look at Si Jinheng's face without expression.
Did Si Jinheng really let go of Li qianluo?
However, whether or not to let go, it is not her concern now.
Which man would be with his mother killer?
"Warm, would you like that cheese corn?" Jiao Qingwan asked the child next to her tenderly. She was too warm to be liked. Even if it was not her child, she would be very nice to her.
Warm just a clever nod, but did not speak.
During this period of time, warm and warm looks very normal, there is no change. Only sijinheng could feel the silence of her daughter.
In the evening, I also took the initiative to sleep in the children's room without sticking to him.
Maybe she's still angry. She's angry with his father who doesn't let her see her mother!
Jiao Qingwan dug a spoonful of corn kernels for warmth with a public spoon. Looking at that spoon of corn kernels, Si Jinheng had a deep look in his eyes.
He remembered that not long ago, in the castle, the woman fed him corn kernels.
With his eyes closed, he leaned lazily on the back of his chair. His right hand touched the watch on his left wrist. Jiao Qingwan couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
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