An Nuan looked at herself in the mirror.

She reached out and touched her face.

It’s a little hard to believe that the woman with such a happy face is actually me.

She and Fu Yunshen have been through so much.

There are laughter and tears.

Now has finally arrived an important moment in life.

An Ran brought the jewelry over.

A pink diamond necklace with a raindrop design adds a touch of feminine tenderness.

Very suitable for warmth.

An Nuan bent down and An Ran helped her put it on herself.

An Nuan has fair skin, and the pink diamond necklace makes her look as clear as porcelain.

"Nuannuan is so beautiful!" Anran's eyes were moist and she was about to cry.

Lu Xinyi came over and hugged her, "Sister Anran, today is such a beautiful day, you are not allowed to cry!"

An Ran smiled faintly, "I am happy."

Lu Xinyi's face was about to break from laughing.

"Nuannuan, today, you are the brightest pearl in all of Haicheng!"

I have to say that Fu Yunshen has a really good vision.

Looking at this wedding dress, she wanted to get married.

Lu Xinyi's mind flashed with Yi Jingxuan's handsome face, and her fantasy was shattered in an instant.

playboy!

She doesn't want it!

"Let's go!" An Ran walked forward, raised his arm, and acted as a father.

An Nuan curled her pink lips slightly and took her sister's arm.

Lu Xinyi followed.

The three of them are like sisters, heading towards the other end of their lives.

Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard, and An Ran and Lu Xinyi fell to the ground one after another.

An Nuan was startled, "Sister, Xinyi..."

She wanted to turn around to see who had attacked them, but at this moment, a thin needle pierced straight into the back of An Nuan's neck, and her soul was instantly sucked out.

Next second.

A sharp knife was placed across her slender neck.

When Fu Yunshen came in, he saw An Nuan being held hostage.

He looked at Song Shiwei, his dark eyes narrowed coldly, "It's you!"

Fu Yunshen was dressed in a formal suit today, in classic black and white, making him look as perfect as a god.

Song Shiwei hadn't seen him for a long time and was in a trance.

However, she soon regained her coolness.

During this period, she lived a life in the mental hospital, neither human nor ghost.

But they were holding their wedding happily.

Song Shiwei's heart was bleeding.

"What else? Who do you think it is?"

"Mr. Fu is getting married, so I have to offer my blessing."

"How about it, do you like this gift?"

Fu Yunshen's face was tense and a cold aura emanated from his body, as if he was going to tear her to pieces in the next moment.

Song Shiwei couldn't accept him being so cold.

She stared at him, pain in her eyes.

"Fu Yunshen, aren't you determined not to get married? Why, why do you want to marry her?"

"Now we have to hold a wedding for her. Is she really that important to you?"

Song Shiwei became more and more excited as she spoke, and almost cut An Nuan's fair and tender skin several times.

Fu Yunshen's forehead was throbbing.

That is his precious treasure that he holds dearly!

"If you have anything to say, come at me. Let her go!"

Song Shiwei looked crazy.

"Are you heartbroken?"

Suddenly, she burst into laughter.

"Fu Yunshen, since I can't get you, I won't let anyone else get you!"

"If you want to save her, you can!"

"Here's a pill. If you take it, I'll let her go. How about that?"

Song Shiwei threw a white pill on the ground.

She didn't say what medicine it was.

That's what makes one's scalp tingle.

Fu Yunshen's expression was stern, without a trace of hesitation.

"good."

He leaned over to get it.

Song Shiwei's entire face was trembling. "For her, you don't even want your life?"

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