Hearing the speech, Lin Xuan's face scratched with an imperceptible chill. Huoran stood up and went straight to the stage.

Qin's poems and poems were stunned, but they hurriedly took his hand, frowned slightly, and murmured, "Lin Xuan?"

Lin Xuan to her, is still that kind of warm smile, hand on her hand, give her a positive look, "don't worry, nothing!"

Of course, Qin poetry did not know what kind of behavior Lin Xuan would make on stage.

In the face of Xie Yan's humiliation in public, what can be done if Lin Xuan takes the stage and accidentally kills Xie Yan?

She had to worry about Lin Xuan.

But, from Lin Xuan's look, to her is incomparably warm, in his eyes, reveals, is enough confidence.

Therefore, Qin poetry had to let go and let Lin Xuan go to the stage.

When Lin Xuan walked from the corridor to the stage, all the guests sitting in the seats stretched their necks and looked at Lin Xuan like a Western mirror.

And then, again, there was a mockery.

"If I go, he doesn't lack arms and legs. How can he become a waste?"

"No, no, no, I've heard that when he joined the Qin family, his ears were not very good, and he was deaf!"

"Ah? It's no wonder that Yan Shao yelled at him just now, and he heard ~ "

" hahaha, he should be very grateful to Yan Shao. He can give him such a chance to grab the camera and become the focus of so many of us. It's better than being on the headlines! "

"Ah, Pooh, rubbish, stay away from me, don't bring your bad luck to me!"

Some people also picked up the garbage on the table and threw it at Lin Xuan, smashing it on Lin Xuan's body.

Lin Xuan suddenly looked at those who threw rubbish at him. Those people couldn't help but shrink their necks. It has to be said that Lin Xuan's momentum is just like that of a 95 year old man who paid a private visit, even if he was dressed in simple coarse linen, but the strength of his manner was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Even if these people spit at him, then what? If there is really a strong existence, can there be any fluctuation in the number of mole ants?

Lin Xuan ascended to the stage and despised Xie Yan with a smile.

Xie Yan's heart slightly a Lin, light cough two, a group of arrogant and domineering spirit, to Lin Xuan said: "ah, waste, happy? I give you such a chance to appear on the stage... "

Lin Xuan grabbed the microphone from Xie Yan's hand, which shocked Xie Yan.

"Oh, crap, what the hell do you want?"

Lin Xuan's strong spirit, low drink way: "don't want to die, get out of the way, there's nothing for you!"

All the people under the stage were dumbfounded. They all stretched their necks. After watching Lin Xuan ascend the stage, compared with Xie Yan, it had to be more embarrassing.

"Hey, trash, you should take care of yourself by peeing. What kind of virtue do you have and the good fortune that you've built in your life, can you share the same stage with Yan Shao..."

"Ha ha ha, you see, this dog coin waste, he is going to start to pretend to be forced."

"Waste is waste. He still grabs the microphone from Yan Shao's hand. Is he going to give us a soft meal?"

"Ha ha ha, well said, punk, you give us a performance, how do you eat soft food? It's said that you kneel down durian, it's all a body ripening agent. Give us a performance together! "

“……”

The people under the stage kept laughing and mocking Lin Xuan as a joke.

However, Lin Xuan held the microphone in his hand and patted it slightly to make sure that there was sound in the microphone. Then, he walked forward slowly for two steps, cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Here, I just want to, three years ago, God gave you to me, have your day, whether happy or sad, aftertaste is so happy and warm."

"When I met you accidentally, I thought you were a gust of wind, but later I realized that you were my partner for the rest of my life."

Lin Xuan's voice is full of emotion, and he speaks with great affection.

When he spoke, he looked at the poems of Qin Dynasty in the corner of the last row with warm eyes.

Qin poetry listening to his words touching the heart, she was surprised, her heart beat, eyes red and wet.

"What the hell is he doing? Is he nervous? "

"Crouch, spring is coming, is he in heat?"

"I don't know. What is he trying to express?"

“……”

All the people at the wedding site were shocked. I really don't know what Lin Xuan wants to do and what his intention is to say these words.

"Three years since I joined the Qin family, I've been despised by the world. I've been humiliated and sneered at by everyone. I want to persuade you to kick me off."

"Only you have been silently bearing the grievances that you should not have endured, including me. You have never despised me, and never mentioned half a word about divorce..."

"For the past three years, I have been thinking how kind you are to endure such criticism and shame.""I also know that I have been extremely sorry for you, even if I give you a decent wedding, nothing, nothing..."

When Lin Xuan said this, the audience began to have a bit of a commotion, or in other words, began to understand.

It seems that Lin Xuan wanted to take this opportunity to express his love for Qin poetry.

At this moment, many people heard a burst of sadness, and even began to feel sympathy for the difficult marriage and love between Lin Xuan and Qin poetry.

There is no discussion and ridicule, no criticism and contempt.

But gradually it quieted down.

Lin Xuan's eyes were moist, and he continued to say in a loud voice: "I want to take advantage of such a wedding site, such a good day worthy of celebration. I want to solemnly propose to you. I want to take advantage of this wedding site and treat him as an unforgettable wedding..."

"Wow, this It's crazy. It's cool

"Yes, it's romantic. It's really chic. It's so different and meaningful."

"It turns out that he wanted to express his love to his beloved. He took advantage of the wedding site to make up for a wedding..."

"My God, this man is so romantic. If you marry him, you will be as happy as falling into a honey pot."

Xie Yan stepped forward, ready to destroy the atmosphere.

Who knows, Sheng Xueyi pulls Xie Yan and shakes her head toward Xie Yan.

Look at Sheng Xueyi. Her eyes are red and swollen, tears fall down her cheeks, and her makeup is crying.

"Husband, don't It's so sweet to destroy such a happy moment

Sheng Xueyi with a pleading look pulled Xie Yan.

Xie Yan shook off his hand, his face drooped down, and stepped back a few steps, but did not stop Lin Xuan.

Sun once again, even if you go deep in the heart of the snow

"In fact, you also know and hear that the man I'm talking about is you. For the rest of your life, poetry, do you want to?"

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