Chapter 1149

In a few days, Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen received the wedding invitation from France, which is the wedding invitation from Mubei.

Ji Qianchen, who received the invitation, couldn't help sighing that time passed so fast that even Mubei, who used to be a charlatan, was about to get married.

A few days later, in the French Mujia, the inside and outside of the villa are bustling.

The wedding was held in the back garden of Mujia.

For a while, many familiar faces gathered at Mu's house.

Ling Xiaohan arrives at Mu's home in a silver suit and a white dress.

"Sister, brother-in-law!" Ji Cunxi, the first to arrive, saw them at the door and went out to meet them.

Since muying gave birth to a son, muying's father gradually relaxed his opposition to jicunxi and muying. After all, this child was born by his favorite little daughter and a piece of meat that fell from her body. If he imposed any more obstacles, I'm afraid that he would not even have the chance to meet his grandson in the future.

"Josh, you're here so early?" Ji Qianchen smiles and greets him.

Mu Ying hears the movement and comes out of the house. She holds two swaddling children in her hands.

"Elder sister, uncle Ling, come and have a look. I have a pair of twins." Mu Ying takes two children to show off in front of them.

Ji Qianchen came to her and studied the two children carefully.

One is muyingsheng's son, which is not bad. What about the other one.

White skin, a pair of blue eyes, especially beautiful.

"This child is so beautiful. You didn't give birth to it, did you?" Ji Qianchen took over the baby with a smile and then held it in his arms.

When she gave birth to a child, they all went to visit the memorial. She gave birth to a boy, a beautiful girl.

"What do you mean, sister? Do you mean that we can't have such a beautiful baby?" Muying said with a pout.

Ji Qianchen laughed, "I don't mean that. I mean, these two are not very alike. How can they be twins?"

"Fraternal twins, it must be normal to grow differently. Are you jealous?"

"No jealousy, I don't know where the baby came from."

Ji Qianchen and Mu Ying are joking. Ling Xiaohan and Ji Cunxi, who are behind them, silently watch the two women who have become mothers and don't talk.

"From me, of course."

A familiar and slightly magnetic voice came from the room.

Ji Qianchen looks up and comes out wearing a black suit.

The left chest of his suit is wearing red brooches. He is dressed with great spirit. It looks like today's bridegroom.

"Your children are born?" Ji Qianchen's eyes widened in surprise.

Although she heard that the reason why Mubei and his wife got married is because of the one night emotional child.

But I didn't expect that the children were born so soon.

"Otherwise, it's fate. I thought I had to marry someone who was you, but you." Mubei wipes tears to Ji Qianchen's shoulder to complain.

As soon as his hand touched Ji Qianchen's shoulder, Ling Xiaohan broke off his hand with a lot of strength. "If you don't want to hang the lottery on a happy day, please give me a break."

Mubei shakes off Ling Xiaohan's hand and rubs his broken wrist. "It hurts me. Ling Xiaohan, you are really stingy as always. If you touch me, I won't eat a thousand."

"My woman, I can't touch it. Didn't she tell you a few years ago? Not long memory? "

Ling Xiao is cold and black, warning seriously.

"Well, if I don't touch it, can I touch my wife?"

Mubei shook his head and went back to the hall.

Mujia villa is decorated with a very festive, the bride is still upstairs make-up.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, song Lingyue sat in front of her dressing in a white wedding dress and was left at the mercy of a stylist.

A wedding without love, she doesn't care.

Knock knock knock -

knock on the door of the room.

The servant opened the door and song Qian came in a blue checked suit. He was pale and looked tired.

Because it's his sister's wedding, it's still necessary for him to attend.

After seeing song Qian, song Lingyue immediately got up from the chair, "brother, are you here?"

There was a smile on the expressionless face.

"Well, I have to come to your wedding. Of course, I also come to see you for the last time. Maybe later..."

Song Qian wants to talk but stops.

Song Lingyue frowned slightly and looked at the people around him. "You go out first. I have something to say to my brother."

As the hostess of the Mu family now, song Lingyue's words must be listened to.

"Yes, little grandma. Let's go out first."Servants and stylists left the room.

Song Lingyue drags his wedding dress, goes to the door and closes it, and locks it. Then he drags song Qian to the sofa, "brother, what did you mean just now? What is the last side? Are you going to marry me out and never see me again? "

She knew song Qian's ruthlessness, but she didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

"I didn't mean to miss you, but I was carrying a heavy burden on myself, and I will probably never return this time."

Song Qian still remembers what Ling Xiaohan said to him on the day of the funeral.

He is going to finish his last mission. Even if there is no return, it is the last way for him to make up for Fisher.

"What are you going to do? For Fisher again? She's dead, isn't she? Why do you persist? What's so good about her? Isn't it a face more beautiful than ordinary people? Elder brother, you have been fascinated by her. Since her death, you have been in a state of mental malaise. You are not as gentle and sunny as before. " Song Lingyue is not willing to scold song Qian.

Song Qian is not satisfied with what she said. He glances out of the window and says, "it's no use saying anything now. Have fun today. I'll go after your wedding."

"No, I'm not going to the wedding. Anyway, I've given birth to the baby. I'm not going to give it to Mu's family. Let's go away. You are the one I want to marry. You always know that Fisher is dead, but I'll take good care of you in my life, brother."

Song Lingyue's eyes were full of tears, and his hands tightly grasped song Qian's arm.

He hoped he could take her away and escape marriage.

Song Qian almost without hesitation pushed away song Lingyue's hands. "No, I won't take you away. You can't even dream about it."

"Brother Why are you so merciless to me? We grew up together. Don't you have any feelings for me? " Song Lingyue growls hysterically.

She thought his presence would bring her a glimmer of hope.

But In the end, she thought more.