The kid happily went to find aunt sichen. As soon as chuluo watched her son run away, her eyes fell on him all the time. How could she have such a lovely baby?

Yujiangqing said what the little ghost had just said to everyone. Chuluo fell into Gu Xicheng's arms with a smile. It was her chuluoyi's son, withered.

The wedding starts at 8:00 p.m. and now all the food is on the table. After the wedding, everyone can eat.

Tan Chenxiao is very nervous, which is even more nervous than her first time on stage to receive awards.

Lu sichen is standing behind Tan Chenxiao in the bridesmaid's dress. Tan Chenxiao is basically a vegetarian because she is pregnant, but she is the one for vegetarian.

The snow-white wedding dress takes mountains and rivers as the main line, just like those mountains and rivers she once painted, and the bra design is the slope of the mountain.

Lu sichen took the headdress around his waist and helped Tan Chenxiao pin it on his bun, then carefully arranged it.

Tan Chenxiao reaches for her daughter's hand, which is arranging her veil. She looks at her daughter in the mirror.

Lu sichen put his hand around Tan Chenxiao's neck, chin on her shoulder, "Mom, from now on, we should be very happy."

Tan Chenxiao still holds her daughter's hand, "so many years, do you hate your mother?"

Lu sichen buried in her shoulder, "hate, but more afraid, afraid you really don't want me."

Tan Chenxiao eyes slightly red, bow in the daughter on the back of the hand kiss.

Lu sichen took a deep breath. When he looked up to say something, he saw his grandmother coming in with crutches in the mirror. Now she is in full need of help.

Lu sichen pauses, straightens up, but subconsciously blocks Tan Chenxiao.

After Lu's mother came in, the servant quickly took a chair to let her sit down.

Tan Chenxiao got up and stood beside Lu sichen, looking a little stiff.

"Grandma." Lu sichen whispered.

"You go out first. I have something to talk to your mother." Lu's mother looks at Tan Chenxiao, but her words are for Lu sichen.

Lu sichen took Tan Chenxiao's hand and said, "grandma, you --"

"Go out first." Tan Chenxiao comforts her daughter, who is obviously nervous. She knows that her daughter is worried about herself, and she is scared by what happened in those years.

Lu sichen reluctantly let go of Tan Chenxiao's hand and went out step by step, but he didn't dare to go far when he got to the door, standing at the door all the time.

Tan Chenxiao hands, a crutch from the distance of mother Lu, after all, this time is different from the past, she really dare not put herself under the crutch of mother Lu.

Lu Mu looked up at Tan Chenxiao, "I really don't like you."

It's very direct. It's hard to accept it.

But Tan Chenxiao knows all this.

"I'm too selfish." Tan Chenxiao said in a low voice.

"But my son likes you, and my granddaughter likes you." Lu's mother sneered, "when sichen was a child, every time he went to my side, he was very proud to tell me that my mother won the prize, and my mother was very powerful, you know? I hate you not because of the relationship between you and my son, but because of my heartache. "

Tan Chenxiao clenched his hands, drooping eyes never lift up, she whispered: "I know, I owe her maybe this life is not clear."

Lu's mother looks at Tan Chenxiao, who has never looked up. Finally, her eyes fall on her abdomen.