1217 You Can’t Marry That Woman Again
The light in the church dimmed.
Elegant piano music rang out and the children in the choir began to sing the wedding march.
A man’s tall figure slowly walked to the priest’s side from the side of the church.
The guests couldn’t help but look at the bed.
The woman on the bed had her eyes closed peacefully. There was no pain on her face, as if she had really fallen asleep.
She had an oxygen mask on her face and a device on her head. She was covered in tubes, but the guests could still see her defined facial features and long eyelashes.
She was wearing her original wedding gown, and the long skirt hung down from the bed.
The whiteness on the hospital bed seemed to have fused with the church.
The Qiao couple was also looking at Rong Xuelong.
Seeing that arrogant woman become like this, the couple looked smug.
Qiao Xing’er, who had been unable to raise her head because of her reputation, felt much better when she saw this.
From the looks of it, that woman would probably be finished easily. At that time... she herself might still have a chance?
Qiao Xing’er’s thoughts were also the thoughts of many noblewomen present.
Ye Qiaoxin was young and promising. He had a good reputation and a bright future. Now that he was married, he had gained a lot of status.
In time, he didn’t know what kind of high position he would reach.
And his wife was destined to not live long...
Even if she could live long, there were thousands of ways to make her life shorter!
The bed was slowly pushed towards the priest and the man.
They happened to be standing under the shadow of the statue and their faces could not be seen clearly.
But everyone could feel the man’s compassionate and loving expression towards the woman.
When the bed reached the man, the priest was also prepared to carry out the ritual.
The church door opened again.
A woman’s domineering and cold voice sounded. “You can’t marry that woman again!”
Everyone turned to look at the church door.
A woman who looked to be in her early forties strode in with a cold expression.
“Chenglong, I won’t allow you to marry that woman again! You two getting married behind my back that time was already beyond my tolerance!”
“Madam, did you come to the wrong place...” Ye Qiaoxin’s subordinate hurriedly went forward.
But the woman waved and pushed the person away.
She waved her hand and armed men immediately entered and surrounded the entire church.
“What’s going on?”
A wealthy lady shouted agitatedly, “Do you know whose wedding this is?”
“I know.” The woman raised her head arrogantly. “This is my son’s wedding.”
“Your son? Ha? You actually said that General Ye Qiaoxin is your son?” The noblewoman scoffed. “Everyone knows that General Ye’s parents died early.”
“You’re the one who died early!” The woman said angrily. “Don’t keep calling him Ye Qiaoxin. That’s my son, Jiang Chenglong! General Gao, bring the DNA test and the person up!”
After she finished speaking, an old general walked in.
“General Gao...” Everyone present knew this white-haired man.
He was a veteran of the military and was once one of the big shots who admired Ye Qiaoxin the most.
Beside General Gao stood a man. That man’s eyes looked a little distant. When he saw the Qiao couple, he immediately shouted, “Uncle Qiao! Xing’er! Do you still recognize me?”
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