Chapter 803 (1/2)
”Mom.” Ruan then raised his eyes and looked at Li Wanjun. His emotions were inexplicable, ”are you okay?”
“……”
Li Wanjun looked at Ruan Zaizai again. Her eyes were helpless and blaming. She paused for a long time before she said, ”you're really unlucky!”
Ruan was no longer able to help his forehead. ”Mom, what age is it now? Love is free. Why do you have to intervene? I know you will say that you are for my good, but... I think you hinder me, not for my good. I just like Mingzhe. I am willing to do anything for him, just to let him make me feel that I am his only one, No one can replace him. ”
”Well, well, everything you say is reasonable!” Lengleng glanced at Ruan again. Li Wanjun's face was suddenly gloomy. ”Anyway, you don't listen to what I say. Well, what are you still doing here?”
”Mom...” Ruan hesitated again. ”Don't talk like this. If you are angry, send it to me. I don't want to quarrel with you.”
”Again.” Li Wanjun sighed and said, ”one day, you will know I'm for you.”
Ruan Zaizai: ”
She looked at Li Wanjun. She couldn't speak for a moment. She paused. Finally, she turned and went out.
After a while, the door was knocked.
Li Wanjun frowned, ”I didn't say I wanted you to go downstairs. Why did you run back again.”
As she said, she got up and opened the door, but the next second, when the door opened, the whole person stood in situ stunned, ”how, how are you!?”
……
In the downstairs hall, the piano song ”wedding in a dream” rang out slowly. The wedding host kept saying words of blessing with joy on his face. Although a couple standing on the stage put their hands together, they looked indifferent.
When the wedding host asked in front of the whole audience, ”Miss Luo Ziqing, would you like to marry Mr. Lu Ding?”
The world seems to stand still for a moment, and all ears are waiting for the echo of women on the stage.
Luo Ziqing looked at the man in front of him as if he were absent-minded. It was true that he was very good-looking, elegant and temperament. If he didn't meet that person, Luo Ziqing might be confused by this perfect performance.
But now, I really want to marry Lu Ding.
Luo Ziqing's heart was pounding with inexplicable uneasiness.
On the stage, there was no sound, and the scene couldn't help being a little embarrassed.
”What's going on?”
”No?”
”Oh, how many young people are willing to marry like this family marriage.”
”However, I think Miss Luo and young master Lu are quite matched. If it were me, I would be willing to marry!”
The voice of whispering sounded gently. Under the stage, old Luo's hand on crutches burst with green tendons. His eyes seemed to blame Luo Ziqing on the stage, and then glanced at Luo Zizhen on the side, ”what's the matter with your sister?”
”Grandpa, you can't see.” Luo Zizhen glanced and said, ”sister, I don't want to marry Lu Ding.”
Lord Luo: ”nonsense!”
He scolded: ”don't you want to marry now? Why didn't you say it before? ”
Luo Zizhen shrugged. ”What's the difference between being unwilling now and being unwilling before, anyway.”