Chapter 6

Today is finally the day of marriage. He Qiao takes a deep breath. She is very nervous.

For the first time in her life, she married someone she didn't know.

But there is no way to escape. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Her birth determines her destiny, which can not be changed in any case. The only thing that can change is how she treats the marriage.

The makeup artist came early to dress her up, put on a beautiful crown, put on a veil, and put on a wedding dress. She was so beautiful that she was breathtaking. She may not be the most beautiful, but the inherent temperament revealed in her heart is beyond others' expectation.

After these are finished, it's more than 9 a.m. and there are more than a dozen wedding cars waiting outside. The first one is this year's latest Ferrari, decorated with roses. Simple and generous, but noble.

He Qiao takes his father he Chengtian's arm and goes to the wedding car step by step. Her skirt is dragged on the red carpet, with a red and a white line in sharp contrast.

On the other side of the wedding car, Gu Lingtian looks very handsome in a black dress. His eyes are still cold, people can't see happiness, anger, sadness and happiness.

He Chengtian will He Qiao Qiao hand out of the moment, tears finally can't stop flowing down. He Qiao couldn't speak at once, and her tears flowed down. Maybe her daughter's wedding seemed to be a parting of life for every father.

"Dad, stop crying." He Qiao comforted“ I'll have a good time. " At the moment of saying this, she also vowed in her heart that she would live a good life. To be worthy of my father's tears today.

He Chengtian wiped away his tears with his hands, patted Gu Lingtian on the shoulder and said, "Lingtian, it's up to you to take care of her quietly."

"I will, Dad." Gu Lingtian's voice is firm and unquestionable.

Why did Gu Lingtian open the car door and help her with the skirt. After she sat in, she sat in.

When the car was ready to start, He Qiao was reluctant to wave goodbye to her father, and her eyes were moist again.

He Chengtian waved with his daughter and motioned for the car to start quickly.

On the way, Gu Lingtian and He Qiao sat upright, and no one spoke.

Suddenly, Gu Lingtian handed the handkerchief to his chest, opened his warm voice and said, "wipe it, make-up will be spent."

He Qiao couldn't hide her surprise. She took the handkerchief and wiped her tears. The gray silk handkerchief was stained with tears. He Qiao was wondering if she wanted to give it back to him or give it back to him after washing it for a few days.

Unexpectedly, he picked up the handkerchief and approached him.

He Qiao opened her eyes wide and was at a loss.

They looked at each other, and He Qiao looked at his cold and proud eyes, feeling oppressive.

Gu Lingtian hands her face to him, and then gently with a handkerchief to the corner of He Qiao Qiao's eyes.

After taking back their hands, they both seemed embarrassed, so they didn't talk any more along the way.

He Qiao was surprised at his gentleness and carefulness in her heart, and her face turned red unconsciously.

However, He Qiao did not notice that after the man took back his hand, his eyes became cold and lonely, as if nothing could enter his eyes.

Brilliant Hotel, Z city.

The magnificent hall, playing elegant Violin and Piano Ensemble sound, filled with a lively atmosphere. In addition to the red carpet in the middle of the hall, the other floors are all milky white marble, surrounded by buffet tables for people to enjoy.

Today is the wedding day of he Qiaoqiao and Gu Lingtian. All the dignitaries in a city are here. The hall was surrounded by groups of well-dressed and noble people.

He Qiaoqiao has changed her evening dress, which makes her more and more beautiful. Attracted around the eyes of countless appreciation.

Some people even came forward to compliment: "master Gu really married a fairy like wife." Gu Lingtian's polite smile, in these people politely and appropriately, seems to have been used to such an atmosphere.

But he Qiao was tired after a while. She has always been the kind of person who can do as she likes. She has little personality and doesn't like to deal with things.

Gu Lingtian saw her tiredness. After meeting important guests, he asked her to have a rest in the small garden at the back of the hotel and come in again when the party began.

In the back garden of summer, there is a cicada who keeps calling, with the warm wind of summer, to he Qiaoqiao. He Qiaoqiao is nervous all day, and finally relaxed. He sits on the edge of the flower bed, looks up at the sky full of stars, and quietly feels the stolen silence.

There are footsteps, He Qiao Qiao guess may also not want to deal with those people, did not pay much attention.

But did not expect the footsteps stopped in front of her.

It's a pair of polished white shoes. Looking up, it's still white. It's a white suit all over. But this person's figure is too perfect and slender, and he wears white with a strange sense of demeanour.