So You Have Loved Me Too

Ji Anning held her breath, adjusted for a while, then raised her head, and gave Char a smile back with tears.

Reaching out and holding his arm, step by step and step into the red carpet with him.

This section of the road should have been taken by the daughter holding the father.

Charl just asked her if she wanted to return.

She wanted to nod her head very much, she regretted it, she regretted it, but here, she is so small.

The high heels stepped on the red carpet, and the wedding march was played over and over again. When he was about to arrive on the stage, Ji Anning could not cry.

I thought I couldn't be with him, so I was the same with anyone.

I thought it was a big deal like the last time I left, and no matter how deep I missed it, Shinobi will pass.

I thought...

I thought...

But she couldn't do it, she suddenly found that her heart was not so strong, she was not so great.

Ji Anning stopped, stayed under the upper steps, pulled out the hand held by Char, squatted down, and hugged his knee in pain.

"peaceful."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her, calling her nervously.

Ji Anning stunned suddenly, her crying paused, she raised her head, her makeup had already been smashed by her tears, she was startled...and dare not look back.

I am afraid it is a dream, I am afraid it is an illusion.

"Quickly stop him, stop him."

Immediately afterwards, there was another noise, and the scene became chaotic, giving Ji Anning confidence that it was not a dream, it was really him that came.

Her uncle.

She stood up, turned her head, and the man stood under the arched flower gate looking at him nervously, already hurt all over.

The snow-white shirt was stained with blood.

"Uncle."

Ji Anning was suffering from heartbreaking pain. She lifted her skirt and was about to rush over. Char next to her stretched out her hand, grabbed her slender arm, and yanked her back, with her long arm around her waist.

"Let her go."

Ji Chicheng was crazy, trying to break through the crowd surrounding him.

More than a dozen people surrounded him like a river of heaven, blocking their encounter.

At the same time, the attendants on both sides had already dispersed all the guests, and only Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng, as well as Char, and Ji Anning's mother were left.

"You only have one choice. Nod and agree to change your last name to Char, or you can't take her away."

With one arm, Char firmly fixed Ji Anning, who was about to break away from his control, calmly watching Ji Chicheng who was besieged by a dozen bodyguards.

After hearing what Charr said, Ji Chicheng stopped, straightened his waist, and the corners of his **** mouth were evilly aroused.

It was like hearing a big joke.

"In your whole life, you have been defeated by my father."

As he said, suddenly his eyes flashed sharply, and he rushed out of the crowd from the right side agilely, touched a chair, and waved like that group of bodyguards.

"Stop fighting, don't fight again."

Ji Anning looked at Ji Chicheng's injuries, and watched those people hit him with punches and punches.

As if hitting her body, she was suffocating in pain and her heart was torn apart.

She turned around, holding Char's arm, crying and begging him, "Mr. Char, please stop beating, let them stop, let them stop."

Char was indifferent, cold face, very dissatisfied with Ji Chicheng's arrogance.

At this moment, he seemed to be a cruel tyrant.

Those who follow others prosper, those who oppose others perish.

Ji Anning turned his head and looked at Ji Chicheng, just to see a Bao Bian touched a flower basket and smashed it at Ji Chicheng's head.