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Xia Yueqing could hardly believe that this was something Zhen Shuangyan would do.

Running away, or running away at this time is extremely naive and selfish.

Xia Yueqing searched for a long time but did not see Zhen Shuangyan, and the phone calls she made were like a sea of ​​stones, with no news at all.

At first, Pei Yiting didn't know about it.

It's just that at night, Xia Yueqing still didn't come back, so he couldn't resist calling her.

When Xia Yueqing came home, it was already ten o'clock.

When she went out, she was dressed exquisitely and beautifully, but when she came back now, she was pale and dazed like a leaf that had been battered by a violent storm overnight.

Even Pei Yiting was taken aback by Xia Yueqing's appearance, thinking she had been robbed.

"What's the matter? What happened?" He strode over and firmly held Xia Yueqing's cold little hand.

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and he raised his head to meet Pei Yiting's worried gaze.

Xia Yueqing's red and swollen eyes could no longer be hidden.

Pei Yiting only felt that his heart was hit hard, and he unconsciously increased his strength in holding her hand, and there was a hint of hostility in Mu Yu's heavy eyes.

"Crying? Who bullied you?" Pei Yiting suppressed his anger, not wanting to scare her.

Xia Yueqing looked at the man in front of her with teary eyes.

Suddenly hugging his waist, weeping loudly.

This move almost scared Pei Yiting's soul away, "What's the matter? Tell me clearly!"

He stroked Xia Yueqing's hair, and his whole body became irritable.

Xia Yueqing shook her head violently, crying bitterly without any image.

"Hey, let me know what's going on in advance." He tried his best to soften his tone, although the anger in his heart was almost out of control.

Xia Yueqing could naturally see his worry, and it was precisely because of this that she felt even more sorry for Pei Yiting.

"I, I want to discuss something with you." She said, her voice was full of tears.

Pei Yiting took out a few tissues, and gently landed on her face, wiping away her tears.

But just after wiping, her tears that looked like beads of broken threads poured down again, making Pei Yiting flustered.

Pei Yiting nodded without hesitation, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

"I, I'm so tired, I suddenly don't want to hold a wedding..." After all, Xia Yueqing didn't tell him about Zhen Shuangyan's illness.

She persuaded herself to be more optimistic, maybe her aunt's illness was not serious, and all she needed was time for treatment.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Zhen Shuangyan as the reason why the wedding couldn't be held, she would rather be the one who was pushed to the cusp of the storm.

"Wedding?" Pei Yiting was stunned for a second, looking at her in surprise.

He thought that Xia Yueqing had suffered some kind of grievance, but he didn't expect that what he heard was related to the wedding.

"Yes, I don't want to hold it anymore, is that okay?" Xia Yueqing raised her head eagerly.

Anyone who hears this sentence will feel that her words are hasty and irresponsible.

Everything was ready for the wedding, and the wedding invitations were sent out early, and even the media had taken care of it.

The Pei family, who have always kept a low profile, must tell the world about their marriage under the insistence of the old lady.

But before this move could be implemented in time, she asked the wedding to be cancelled?