When Chen Ting's words came out, there was an uproar.

Ye Qingxin turns to jingboyuan in shock. He hasn't told her about it before.

Last time when he was going to get married, he gave her 10% of the shares of the group. She didn't agree, and he didn't force anything. She thought he had given up his mind to give her shares.

I didn't expect to give her such a show.

"Bo Yuan..."

Jing Boyuan looked at her calmly and firmly and said, "sign."

Chen Ting presents the page of the document that needs to be signed in front of Ye Qingxin. At the same time, he hands over a signature pen with the cap removed.

Ye Qingxin shakes his head.

She didn't marry him for his wealth.

She admitted that if jingboyuan did not have wealth as the basis, she might not be as attractive as now. Her every move is the charm and attraction of a successful man. She has no ability to solve her problems easily, and she might not fall in love with him.

But it didn't mean she would accept such a big gift from him.

She felt guilty for it.

He gave her too much.

"Heart." Jing Boyuan held her face and looked her in the eyes. He only said two words, "sign."

The tone that can't be refused is overbearing and autocratic.

"I... Can't..." Ye Qingxin murmured.

Jing Boyuan no longer speaks, so calmly looking at her, his eyes can not rise, but the tone of Ye Qingxin's refusal gradually softens down.

Ye Qingxin finally signed.

The 21-year-old female college student of University B has not only become the wife of the president of bower group, but also the largest shareholder of bower group.

It's something that many women can't dream of.

Double identity, the whole upper class circle, more noble than her, more valuable than her, I'm afraid we can't find a few.

Ye Qingxin can obviously feel the eyes falling on her, which have changed a lot.

Jing Boyuan's action is clearly to support her. He is telling others with his actions how much he values her. He has given her such a high identity. It is also to let those who secretly show disrespect to ye and do not pay attention to Ye. From then on, they have to pay attention to Ye.

The bridegroom said some compliments and then asked Jing Boyuan, "do you know if the bridegroom has anything else to say to the bride?"

Jing Boyuan took the microphone, looked deeply at Ye Qingxin, and said word by word: "fifteen years ago, on a rainstorm night, I was driving through T city. A mother with a seriously ill six-year-old girl stopped my car. Fortunately, I saved the little girl at the beginning. Today, 15 years later, unexpectedly, I married the girl who was rescued at that time..."

Ye Qingxin looked at the man's handsome face in the light.

Those impressions, which are sealed in the memory, vaguely emerge in my mind.

She didn't remember the process very well. She only remembered that when she was six years old, she had acute appendicitis. She still remembered the pain of death.

She also knew that an uncle who was driving saved her life. Her mother occasionally mentioned this and said that she was lucky. That night, if the kind uncle had not promised to drive her to the hospital and paid for her medical and surgical expenses, she might have died long ago.

At that time, the economic conditions of the Ye family could not support an operation at all.

Ye Qingxin has a fever in her eyes. She once thought that if she saw the uncle who had saved her in the future, she would repay her for saving her life.

But never thought, her life-saving benefactor, and her day in bed.

Jingboyuan magnetic mellow voice continues, "heart, I'm sorry, I can't shelter you in your stormy time, I'm sorry, I can't appear when you need me most, very lucky, when I appear, you just need me, have me, don't be afraid of anything in the future."

This is probably the longest sweet talk that Jing Boyuan said.

Still no ambiguous words, but love, hidden in every word.

After listening to the last sentence, ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that when she was six years old, she was lying on the hospital bed and was pushed into the operating room by a nurse. She was very afraid. She grasped the sleeves of the people around her and cried, "I'm afraid..."

The man touched her hair and said in a nice voice, "I'm here. Don't be afraid."

During nearly a year with jingboyuan, he said to her many times, "I'm here, don't be afraid.".

In particular, I remember that at the banquet of Xiao Laofu's life, she was made difficult by a strange man. The Xiao family leader drove her away. She was full of embarrassment of being humiliated. He hugged her and helped her out. He said in her ear, "don't be afraid."

At that time, her heart was aroused by these two simple words. For a long time, these two words always echoed in her ears.

She couldn't understand why she felt so much about him. Now she seems to understand that everything is doomed.

Their fate had been predestined 15 years ago.

It turned out that he had been kind to her since 15 years ago.

His mother suddenly changed her attitude towards him, from opposition to support. She kept saying that jingboyuan was a good man. There were also reasons for that.

When she was young, she couldn't remember what Jing Boyuan looked like. Her mother would recognize her.

Ye Qingxin looks up at jingboyuan, smiles, tears fall down, drip on the wedding dress in front of her chest, faint a layer of shallow wet marks.

In a trance, jingboyuan puts on a ring for her and kisses the back of her hand.

"Heart, it's your turn." Dou Wei'er is carrying the tray that puts a ring in the hand, see ye Qingxin is stupefied, small voice reminds.

Ye qingxinhuishen, picked up the ring, seriously and devoutly set in jingboyuan left ring finger.

The wedding ring is a simple platinum ring without any pattern or decoration.

It's still unexpectedly appropriate, not tight, not loose.

"Next, ask the bridegroom to open the bride's veil..." the voice of the bride came.

Jingboyuan raises his hand and gently lifts Ye Qingxin's veil. The girl's beautiful face slowly unfolds. Her bangs are graceful. The diamond crown on her head reflects the noble and elegant light. There is a burst of screaming and cheering below.

Ye Qingxin keeps looking at jingboyuan, as if to engrave him in his eyes.

Jing Boyuan leaned over, bit by bit, to kiss her cheek tears, and finally, kiss her lips.

Men's noble and powerful, and girls' delicate and noble, complement each other.

There was another cheer.

The next is the witness's speech. Ye Qingxin, the witness, has met each other, but he has seen it on TV.

Cut the cake, pour the champagne, everything is in order.

When it comes to throwing hands and holding flowers, all unmarried women at the scene are eager to try. Dou Wei'er and song Jiu rush to the front with the light of Bridesmaid status.

Ye Qingxin turns his back to the crowd and throws the bouquet back.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the flowers in their hands flying down the wedding platform in a parabola, and their bodies moved back. Dou Wei'er was tall, and when the flowers were over her head, she raised her arms and gently jumped to catch them.

She just fell to the ground and didn't have time to stand. She didn't know who pushed her hard. She staggered to the right without control and fell off the T-stage. The T-stage was not high, and there was a soft and expensive carpet on the ground. It was just a coincidence that she didn't fall. She fell at a person's foot in a kowtow posture.

The whole hall fell into a dead silence and then burst into laughter.

Dou Wei'er's ears are hot. In her eyes, a pair of exquisite embroidered cotton shoes are under her eyes. Even her forehead is against the owner's leg.

"Oh, this bridesmaid is too angry. How can she do such a big gift? Get up quickly. " It's a bit of a funky voice.

At the same time, another gentle old voice sounded, "girl, are you ok?"

The master of the voice holds Dou Wei'er's arm in both hands and holds her up.

Dou Wei'er clenched her teeth and got up with the strength of her hands. She looked up and saw a ravine face. Her face was kind, and her eyes were full of concern and gentleness.

Dou Wei'er looked at the strange old man with a smile and said, "I'm ok. Thank you, grandma."

Old lady Yan's eyes fell on the necklace in Dou Wei'er's neck.

As like as two peas, she noticed that the necklace in the neck of the little girl was exactly the same as the necklace that Yan puppet looked like.

It's just that the necklace was imitated by many jewelers in those years. She had seen many fake and genuine eye pupil necklaces. Every time, it brought her endless disappointment.

For so many years, there has been a trace of hope hidden in her heart, knowing that the hope is dim

Old lady Yan's lips trembled slightly, and slowly extended her hand to the necklace in Dou Wei'er's neck.

Dou Wei'er lowers her head to tidy up her skirt and the flowers that have fallen off several petals. When she realizes that old lady Yan is strange, the necklace in her neck has been held in her hand.

Old lady Yan took out the presbyopic glasses from her pocket, put them on, put them close to Dou Wei'er's neck, and looked at her necklace like a treasure.

Dou Wei'er feels strange. She opens her mouth to say something. She plans to let her return to her place quickly. The new couple needs to leave and change their make-up. The best man and bridesmaid need to set off the new couple and walk on the runway again.

"I have something else to do, grandma. Will you let go?" Dou Wei'er said that she wanted to take back the necklace from old lady Yan.

Old lady Yan didn't know what she saw. Her hand holding the necklace suddenly trembled violently. Tears fell from her eyes. Her other hand held Dou Wei'er's arm tightly, so strong that she seemed to pinch Dou Wei'er's arm.

"Who are you? Where did you get this necklace? "Ah?"