Xiao Yechen suddenly took a step forward, beat him down with a punch, and stomped him twice.

Ye Weilan's eyes fell on the face of the half-aged child. Looking at his angry and anxious eyes, his smile was a little cold: "It is wrong to steal someone else's father. It is selfish to steal someone else's father and let others go away so righteously. It is selfish to steal someone else's father and not only let others go away, but also to openly say that it is your own. Are you a natural bad person?"

The half-aged child suddenly couldn't speak, and just stared at the little girl with a stubborn look: "But dad and her mother have divorced. Dad doesn't love her mother. There is no love between them at all. He loves my mother. My mother is still pregnant with her sister. Our family is very happy. Why do you still appear to destroy our family!" At the end of the conversation, his tone was already hysterical questioning.

The little girl looked at him lightly, not sad or afraid.

Ye Weilan looked at the young child and sneered: "Do you know her mother is sick? Such a young child traveled through two countries from Zhonglu to come here. If she was abducted or had any accidents on the road, do you think she deserved it? She finally found this place, and you didn't even give him the chance to see her father. How old are you? Who taught you so selfish and vicious?"

The child's face turned paler.

Ye Weilan lowered her head and touched the little girl's face, and asked softly: "If the man inside doesn't go home to see your mother, remember not to cry. You are a brave and good child and will definitely make your mother happy in the future."

The little girl blinked her big eyes like a clear spring: "Thank you, aunt."

Ye Weilan looked at this little face and felt a little worried. She held the hands of her two children and walked into the wedding lobby.

There was silence in the lobby, and the most important part of the wedding was underway. The groom was wearing a suit and tie, with a gentle face, and the bride had a silver wedding crown, showing happiness on her face. She tied the knot under the witness of the priest, and there were compliments and blessings everywhere.

In such a lively scene, how could anyone think of the abandoned mother and daughter?

"Now I announce that Mr. He Ming and Ms. Qu Xiaomo have officially become husbands—"

"Sorry, Mr. Father, you take the liberty to disturb your wedding. There is a little girl who has something important to find today's groom, and the wedding will be suspended!" The female voice suddenly inserted into her alarmed everyone.

Everyone turned their heads together and saw a young woman walking in with two beautiful and inconspicuous children.

The groom and bride on the stage changed their faces when they saw the little girl.

The man frowned: "Jia Jia, why are you here?"

The little girl took a step forward without any shyness. Her eyes were so clean that people dared not look directly: "Dad, mom is sick, why don't you go back to see her?"

The child's eyes were pure blame and doubt.

The man's face changed, and the happiness on the bride's face was completely dissipated, becoming pale, and her body was a little shaky.

The guests whispered.

The man cursed something softly, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a phone call, his tone of disgust.

"I beg you to let me go?"

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Chapter completed!