Breakup at the wedding: Sister Zhou stole the ring and married me

Europe, Buddha.

Acrant Grand Hotel.

Guests entered one after another, and everyone had a smile on their face, either hypocritical, sincere, or sneering.

Some people are optimistic about this wedding, and some people ridicule this wedding.

Because this wedding is an unequal relationship from beginning to end.

The words of blessing always go back and forth one or two sentences, and the hypocrisy makes people unappetizing.

"I didn't expect Yang Yu to really marry a poor boy."

"Yes, but this poor boy is really good-looking, and those stars are not as good-looking as him."

"It's a pity, Yang Yu is so good-looking, his family is so rich, but he has a sick brain."

A few men at the table looked at the couple who had not yet appeared at the door and commented on it, and even thought that it was a story of a toad and a white swan.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of crisp high heels touching the ground slowly came, and everyone's eyes converged, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

In his eyes, a heroine in a wedding dress strolled over, but there was no joy on her face about to get married, and her cold face was a little more indifferent.

"What's going on? How did the bride come out? "

Yang Yu will come out, won't it be to defend Mu Xiaohe, right?"

"No, we didn't say anything."

The few men who had been judging Yang Yu and Mu Xiaohe sneered.

Yang Yu crossed the host, stood in the middle of the stage, looked at the guests who were in place one after another, and suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

At this time, a man with a height of 185, wearing a suit, walked briskly with a tall body.

Mu Xiaohe, a toad in the eyes of others, is a talent that other talent scouts have been constantly excavating since he was in the second grade of primary school, the three major entertainment companies in country H, the top giant companies in China, MGM in country M and other talent scouts all want to include him under his command.

But he never wavered, because he never thought of becoming a star or idol.

"Light rain."

Mu Xiaohe stood in front of Yang Yu and called her in a deep voice.

Yang Yu, who is 165 years tall, and Mu Xiaohe, who is 185 years tall, are talented and beautiful when they stand together.

Just the words that came out of Yang Yu's mouth caused an uproar at the scene.

"Thank you all for coming all the way to my wedding, and I apologize for this because this wedding was cancelled." Yang Yu stared at everyone, expressionless, cold words came from his mouth into the eardrums of others, and a joke was brewed.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know."

"Isn't this a bit outrageous?"

"Hahaha, I'll just say, how could Yang Yu marry Mu Xiaohe."

There are those who gloat, there are those who ridicule and ridicule, there are those who have pity, and even more so those who are full of doubts.

Yang Yu and Mu Xiaohe, these two couples who were originally in the eyes of everyone have long been a certainty, but now from Yang Yu's mouth, this wedding is invalid.

"Xiaoyu, why?"

Mu Xiaohe's voice trembled a little, and he didn't know why Yang Yu said this at their wedding.

He asked himself, since he fell in love with Yang Yu, he had never done anything wrong, and even he was afraid of Yang Yu in his heart, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, he never thought that there would be such a situation.

Yang Yu turned his head, looked at his former lover, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore." "

I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore.

What a simple and simple sentence, this unconvincing word made Mu Xiaohe take two steps back.

Scold!

Mu Xiaohe smiled sadly.

He remembered it clearly.

In this love relationship, from beginning to end, it was not he who took the initiative to pursue Yang Yu, but Yang Yu who chased him.

After eight years of long-distance running, he felt a little good and liked Yang Yu, and he used up his strength for not knowing how much.

At that time, the scene of his promise to Yang Yu was clear.

When Yang Yu confessed to him, he said: It doesn't matter if you don't like me now, it's okay if I like you, if one day we are really not suitable, then I must let myself not fall in love with you, then I will tell you, I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore. So, Mu Xiaohe, can you accept me, can you give me a chance?

Call!

A tear flowed from Mu Xiaohe's eyes, he looked at Yang Yu and asked, "You are the one who chased me, and it was you who said that you were married, a little sorry, I don't love you anymore, can I abandon the feelings of so many years?" Yang Yu, why? "

He wanted an answer, a definite answer.

But Yang Yu's face did not change.

She looked at her former lover, looked up and smiled, and said: "Yes, it's been eight years, Mu Xiaohe, eight years, you haven't changed at all, you said you like psychology, you went to study, you said you like scalpels, you also went to study Western medicine for two years, you said you want to go into business, but your head is broken, from beginning to end, you still have nothing, you tell me, how do I love you?" Huge

real-world questions were raised, and the guests were shocked.

They didn't expect that looking at such a good-looking guy, he would give up halfway.

But unlike their reaction, Mu Xiaohe smiled.

"Hehe, heh, so that's it, nothing, nothing."

In Mu Xiaohe's smile, there was no guilt or discomfort, some were just ridiculed.

That kind of mocking smile made Yang Yu chuckle in his heart.

"Okay, I said Mu Xiaohe, my sister said that you are a waste material, why are you still so dead-faced?"

At this time, a young man walked out, with yellow hair and hanging earrings that looked nondescript.

Mu Xiaohe turned his head, his gaze condensed, like a sharp sword about to pierce Yang Lei.

"Everyone, everyone, I'm sorry, today's wedding has created an unpleasant day for everyone, and I, Yang, am here to make amends to everyone."

One after another, the Yang family appeared on the stage, and Mu Xiaohe gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand.

He seemed to understand that this was not a wedding, but a meeting of criticism to trample him underfoot.

Because of the long distance, he didn't let his parents come, because of the problem of money, he didn't dare to invite his classmates and friends, and the host of this wedding was him.

He once promised in high school that if he got married one day, he would not let his future wife's wedding be shabby.

And this wedding spent all his savings.

"Xiao He, uncle is sorry for you." Yang Mo said.

This is about to be a father-in-law but has become a person who is not all the way, which made Mu Xiaohe squint.

Mu Xiaohe turned his head to look at Yang Yu and asked, "Yang Yu, are you sure you want to break up with me on this occasion?"

Yang Yu bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Mu Xiaohe clenched his fists, and the expression on his face changed, it was anger and anger, but he didn't take any action.

But just when he was about to ask what the Yang family thought.

The door is open.

PS: The new book set sail, begging for a change, asking for free gifts, asking for five-star praise, begging for a thousand and five (extremely humble).