When we arrived at the wedding venue, the music played was the wedding march.

As soon as Qiu Lingyang stepped into the hall, she saw her father Qiu Yuankuan handing Qiu Yushan to Shang Aoqin. With a kind smile on his face that he had never shown to her, he said: "Aoqin, Yushan is mine.

My dear daughter, I will leave it to you from today on, and you must take good care of her from now on."

Qiu Lingyang couldn't hear clearly what other people said later. She could only see her father's gentle smile in her eyes. Although he loved his adopted daughter so much, he was never willing to give her even a smile.

She kept telling herself that it was nothing at all. They didn't love her, and it was enough for her to love herself. But after seeing such a scene and hearing him say that Qiu Yushan was his precious daughter, she still felt sad.

How she hoped that one day, he would smile like this at her...

A warm arm hugged her waist again. Shang Xufeng seemed to understand what she was thinking and quietly gave her strength.

"If you want to cry, just cry and no one will laugh at you."

cry?

She no longer knows what it feels like to cry.

After losing her best friend and only friend three years ago, she never shed a tear again.

She still remembered the last words he said to her before the accident: "Xiaoyang, you have to take good care of yourself in the future, and you can't let anyone bully you again."

In three years, she did it. She protected herself very well, so that everyone would stay away when they heard her name, and no one dared to bully her.

Qiu Lingyang hid her true emotions and laughed: "Why should I cry at such a happy moment?"

Shang Xufeng looked at her, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled: "Miss Qiu, I want to give you a big gift."

"Thank you, no need." She couldn't accept his gift, let alone accepted it.

Although she didn't get along with him for a long time, she felt that this man was definitely not someone she could afford, and it would be better to break off the relationship with him.

"This young master wants to give you a gift, just accept it obediently. I want to ask your opinion?" Shang Xufeng once again put on his arrogant air.

Qiu Lingyang was speechless again, with black lines on her forehead.

Who is this?

Isn't it just that he has a few bad money in his family, or that he has a pair of skins that no one can match? Apart from these, what else does he have to pull from?

Just as I was thinking about it, a scream sounded: "It's on fire."

Qiu Lingyang looked up and saw thick smoke coming from Lu Meizhen's back, and the scene instantly became chaotic...

Shang Xufeng casually put an arm on Qiu Lingyang's shoulder: "What do you think of this scene?"

"Not bad." Qiu Lingyang smiled.

Watching Lu Meizhen make a fool of herself and watching Qiu Yushan's wedding being forced to interrupt again, it seemed that all the resentment in her heart for many years had been vented at once.

"Then how do you thank me, young master?" He looked at her, his eyes became so evil.

Qiu Lingyang quickly took a step back and opened the distance between the two of them: "Master Feng, after the play is over, it's time for us to leave."

"Okay." Shang Xufeng's picturesque face raised an extremely ambiguous smile.

This smile made Qiu Lingyang tremble slightly, and she immediately wanted to run away: "Master Feng, goodbye." She added in her heart, never see you again.

"I'll take you home." He said again, with a tone that would never allow her to refuse.
Chapter completed!