MAKE ME WET AND LOVE ME MORE

The cold voice of a man came from the phone. Fu Ji picked up her eyebrows and left her cell phone aside. Do you want him to pick up another woman? Funny.

The old man is in the army now. I'm afraid no one at home cares about the wedding.

Fu was right, so on that day, no one came to the gate of the Song family.

Song Huanshu's face turned blue from the beginning to the end. He was even more disgusted with song September. When he married a daughter, he didn't expect to lose face to this point.

Song Yan on one side is also a little proud, but that kind of pride is well hidden by her, but her face is full of worry.

"Even if it's too much for the Fu family to send a car, you don't think so."

Song September's eyes light, no makeup, a little pale face, facing the sun, looking at two stubborn.

"Since people don't want to come, you can walk. Anyway, you have to step into the door of the Fu family."

Song Huan Shu turned around and was disappointed. He thought that even if the young master was no longer in favor, he should have a bit of status in the Fu family. This daughter was married to Fu family. At least she was the daughter-in-law of Fu family. They Song family might be able to make some profit.

But now it seems that people don't care about the wedding at all. This daughter is really useless.

Song Huanshu went into the house, obviously did not want to see song Jiuyue again, and did not plan to send a car to send her. He was too lazy to waste his time on worthless things.

"Sister, why don't I drive you there?"

Song Yan makes a sound. She wants to take her sister's arm, but she is lightly avoided by her partner.

"No more."

Song Jiuyue's face was a bit ironic. As soon as he stepped on the high heel, he walked out of here. Until he came to the street, he reached for a taxi.

She's probably the only one in Los Angeles.

Song Jiuyue thought so. After getting off the bus, he didn't expect anything, so he directly pushed open the door of the church.

It's quiet

The red carpet with flowers spread all the way to the end, and the priest was waiting there with a complicated face.

No wedding car, no groom, no guests.

She was wearing a wedding dress, standing alone in the church, facing the minister's compassionate eyes, and pulled the corners of her mouth.

"Miss, this..."

It was the first time that the priest met this situation. He looked at the indifferent man and shook his head. How to hold the next ceremony.

Song Jiuyue didn't feel anything. After finishing all the procedures by himself, his back was straight. At last, he went out of the church door and found a black Bentley parked there.

The person wearing gold glasses seems to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw her, he had a decent smile on his face.

"Miss Song, get in the car."

Song Jiuyue nodded, no criticism, no dissatisfaction. After all, what kind of family is the Fu family? Her identity is not enough.

Mo Yi has some accidents. A girl has experienced this kind of thing, so she should have some complaints, but this person is too calm. It seems that today is not her wedding day.

There's a flash of light under the lens. It's interesting.

Song Jiuyue gets into the car and looks at the retrograde streetscape. His lips are pale and his back is still in pain. In addition to this sultry weather, his back seems to be inflamed.

Her forehead soon overflowed with sweat, but she was still silent and said nothing.

After driving for a while, she arrived at the destination. It was a grand villa. Before she went in, she could feel the emptiness inside, a lonely emptiness.