Outside the door, Qiao Moli, with a gloomy face, held a bottle of red liquid given by the mysterious woman in her hand, took off her shoes, and walked barefoot to Qiao Weiwei's bed.

She bent down, pressed the bottle nozzle close to her face, pressed it three times, then pinched her nose, walked away with a wicked smile, and gently brought it to the door.

Qiao Moli wore her slippers, shook the red liquid in the bottle, and returned to her room with satisfaction.

Back in the room, Qiao Moli opened the window, unscrewed the bottle, and poured the liquid in the bottle down...

Then, she threw the hollow bottle in her hand downstairs...

Close the window, Qiao Moli turned around and sat on the sofa, picked up the wet tissue from the coffee table, wiped her hands, and then gracefully threw the tissue into the trash can at her feet, saying, "Jiao Weiwei...Sun Xiaoran...you all wait for me to die..."

Thinking of his plan, Qiao Moli was excited and wished that time would pass faster, faster...

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Throughout the morning, newspapers and TV reported the news of Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran's wedding...

"The wedding of the world's No. 1 noble young man Liang Bo and the innocent actress Sun Xiaoran will be held at 12 noon today in the world's No. 1 luxury house dream garden..." In the living room, Qiao Weiwei turned on the TV and saw this report on the TV...

She frowned and pressed the change channel button...

"Then now half an hour before the wedding...our reporters are all in place..."

Qiao Weiwei changed several stations, all of which were like this.

Finally, she turned off the TV and threw the remote control aside, ignoring it.

Her head was dizzy again. She sighed a long time ago, shook her head, leaned against the armrest of the sofa, and pressed her hand against her chin to make a slept.

"Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran are getting married today... Time flies so fast." Qiao Moli, who was holding a ruby ​​necklace in her hand, walked to Qiao Weiwei and sat down, saying without any pain.

Qiao Weiwei ignored her and didn't even open her eyes...

"Qiao Weiwei, do you see if the ruby ​​necklace I bought looks good... for you..." Qiao Moli sneered coldly, pinching the silver chain with her hands, and shaking the ruby ​​in front of Qiao Weiwei's closed eyes.

Qiao Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at the shaking chain. She was about to speak, but her head became dizzy again...

The whole world seems to be spinning.

Her eyes unconsciously followed the ruby ​​pendant and turned left and right...

"Qiao Weiwei... Now, just take it, and kill Sun Xiaoran in front of all the reporters and media and wedding guests... Can you do it..." Qiao Moli held the necklace that was constantly swaying from side to side in one hand, picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table with the other hand, put it in Qiao Weiwei's hand, and said...

Qiao Weiwei held the hilt of the knife and looked at Qiao Moli, her pupils were not focal at all, and said, "Okay... I'll kill Sun Xiaoran now..."

"Remember, before going, put the knife in your bag, otherwise the security guard wouldn't even let you in..." Qiao Moli said again.

"Yes! I understand!" As he said that, Qiao Weiwei got up and went upstairs to find her black Chanel classic diamond bag, put a fruit knife in it, and went downstairs...

Starting the red Lamborghini, Qiao Weiwei stepped on the accelerator, staring at the front intently, and running towards the Dream Garden...

At this moment, her eyes were dull, and her whole body seemed to have been removed from her soul, like a robot who had set up a program, with a expressionless face.

"Kill Sun Xiaoran... Kill Sun Xiaoran..." Qiao Weiwei thought stumbled and stepped on the accelerator to the end...

The car, the wind was moving forward, shouting loudly in the middle of the road...

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Today's Dream Garden is full of lights and colorful decorations, and it is full of joy.

At the heavily guarded door, luxury cars were endless, driving in in a low-key manner.

Waiters transferred from star hotels around the world are nervously organizing the red carpet made of red roses airborne from the United States in their spacious backyard...

On both sides of the rose red carpet are filled with prominent figures from the upper class in various countries.

At this moment, guests at the top of society in various countries were chatting orthogonal, and the atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.

Qian Fang, who has always been noble and cold in the front row, and Liang Tianyou, who has always been taciturn, were also chatting enthusiastically with his in-laws Gongsun Xing.

Everyone was dressed up in great costumes, but Ou Xiangbei was wearing a royal blue casual outfit, which seemed a bit out of place with the environment on site.

Zhou Chuyu looked at Ou Xiangbei, patted him on the back and said, "You can't sit up straight? Also, what are you wearing this for this occasion today?"

"What's wrong with it? I just like this..." Ou Xiangbei shrugged and looked indifferent. He hugged Zhou Chuyu's waist, rubbed his face against Zhou Chuyu's face, and said.

The world's most famous symphony orchestra played beautiful music next to the colorful fountain not far from the crowd.

Compared to the hustle and bustle in the yard, the bedroom is much quieter.

In front of the gold-clad diamond-clad dress, Sun Xiaoran carefully tidied up the white strapless and puffy wedding dress on his body, and the pair of silver hatred under his feet was as dazzling as her smile.

She tried several more items in the morning, and she found that she still liked this one the most.

Today, she has painted light makeup, wearing a delicate diamond crown on her head and a snow-white veil, and she looks energetic.

Behind her, Liang Bo, who was wearing a white groom dress, was sitting on the sofa, crossing his slender legs, playing with his cell phone, looking leisurely, as if he was not the one who got married today...

"Master Bo, do you think this outfit looks good?" Sun Xiaoran walked to Liang Bo with a smile, pulled the hem of the skirt and asked shyly.

Liang Bo didn't even raise his head and responded to her with silence.

Sun Xiaoran smiled faintly, but was not displeased.

Because she had long been used to his indifference.

She slowly walked to the bedside table, squatted down, took out a small white brocade box from the drawer, then walked to Liang Bo, put the brocade box in front of him, and said, "Since today is our wedding, I will give you an antidote first."

Liang Bo immediately raised his head, put down his cell phone, took the small brocade box, and opened it carefully, as if he was caring for a priceless treasure.

He looked at a small golden pill in the brocade box that looked like a cold medicine and said, "Thank you."

The first time he said thank you to her was for another woman.

But she didn't care, it was her who was about to become her wife, not that woman.

She believed that as long as she worked hard enough, she would be able to replace that woman's position in Liang Bo's heart...

After looking at the diamond-inlaid wall clock on the wall, Sun Xiaoran smiled faintly at Liang Bo and said, "Master Bo, it's time, let's go down..."

Liang Bo put the small brocade box into the pocket of the shirt, got up, looked at Sun Xiaoran lukewarmly, and walked out of the room quickly...

Sun Xiaoran quickly ran to the bed, picked up the white rose bouquet on the bed, trotted and followed the cold steps, held his hand, and entered the elevator...

When the two walked to the backyard, a wedding march from the orchestra was immediately played and the wedding host immediately took his seat.

Everyone set their eyes on the bride and groom...

The flash, the shutter sound, drowns everything...

Sun Xiaoran looked at the first-line female celebrities who looked at him with envy, jealousy and hatred, and the celebrities in the fashion circle, and felt a secret feeling in his heart...

Today, Sun Xiaoran finally became the object of envy and jealousy among everyone. This feeling is really great!

He kept frowning, his face full of gloomy, and still was cold and cold that was thousands of miles away.

This contrasted him with Sun Xiaoran with a smile on his face.

Even though he kept his face cold, this man could easily overshadow everyone in the audience.

His appearance is too perfect, his aura is too strong, and his aura is too dazzling.

The two walked through the flower arch made of red roses and red balloons, stepped on the red carpet made of red roses, and, under the attention of everyone, walked towards the host of today's wedding, Liao Kun, the number one in the Chinese hosting industry.

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and the reporters' cameras also changed direction...

Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran followed the eyes of everyone...

I saw Qiao Weiwei wearing a white home clothes and holding a black Chanel bag in her hand, walking expressionlessly towards the bride and groom...

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Chapter completed!