Huo Jiuke did what he said.
Nothing he wanted to do was ever unsuccessful.
So in just one year, Huo Jiuke cured his excessive desire for control.
Lingchan and Huo Jiuke will get married as soon as they graduate from college.
When Ling Chan agreed, Huo Jiuke was happier than manipulating finance and stirring up troubles.
He was so happy.
Has his illness been cured? Huo Jiuke felt it was hard to say.
The doctor warned him, "Mr. Huo, your current situation is not suitable for marriage... Why don't you consider it?"
But Huo Jiuke didn't want to wait any longer.
He is eager to establish a secular and legal connection with Lingchan.
He liked Lingchan so much... Every minute and every second he spent with Lingchan, he felt that he loved her more.
This disease may not be curable.
Huo Jiuke knew it very well.
But he doesn't care.
He doesn't think it's a "disease" either.
He just loves Lingchan too much.
He started making preparations for his wedding to Lingchan, which had been prepared as early as when he was still in junior high school.
He opened the tablet and linked to the database.
He asked someone to re-encrypt this database, completely eliminating the possibility of someone stealing the data.
However, all of Ling Chan's videos have been transferred by Ling Chan herself, and the rest are Huo Jiuke's own things. Qi Yingzhou's group of people don't care to read his plan.
Huo Jiuke has always been a very well-planned person. From the moment he decided to accept Ling Chan, he included Ling Chan in all his plans.
Lingchan has read, revised, and participated in all the life plans listed by Huo Jiuke.
There was only one copy, which Huo Jiuke encrypted and hid without showing it to her.
Their wedding plans.
Hidden deep in the information world, hidden from the light of day.
He asked Lingchan, and he was planning with great interest. When he was still in school, he had already planned his life for the next twenty years. Engaged, married, had a child, adopted a child, and even happily took Lingchan to do kindergarten research.
He said: "We will get married when I reach the legal age of marriage. The theme of the ring and wedding dress is spring. You are my brightest and brightest spring light! The ceremony will be held at Huojia Manor, and it will be covered with white roses. Hang up the star lights and flowers! The flowers I planted for you will only be seen once by others!"
"I have already drawn the drawings, as well as the designs for the ring and wedding dress, but I am not very satisfied yet. I still have a few years to slowly change them..."
At that time, Huo Jiuke knew that Lingchan didn't like him, and when they talked about the wedding, she didn't care.
She looked at him like a meal ticket, with a touch of intimacy between friends, but never the stickiness of a lover.
He doesn't care.
Originally, the two people were just in a business marriage. It was normal not to have love, but only exchange and use.
He insisted on forcing it, and Ling Chan had no right to say anything about the marriage contract from beginning to end.
It would be weird for him to expect sincerity and love, right?
It doesn't matter, they still have a long life ahead of them, and he will always guard her and teach her to love him.
Unfortunately, his bloodline problem was later exposed, and a series of problems followed, and he almost lost Lingchan.
There is no future, all they have is the first twenty years and a thick life plan.
…
Later, Lingchan got married in the Huo family manor, with white roses, star lights... everything she liked.
Except the groom is no longer him.
The girl he had loved when he was young was going to be married to someone else.
Lingchan will definitely marry the Huo family, but he is no longer.
Huo Jiuke couldn't bear it anymore. He incited Li Huai and worked hard. He was finally going to get the wedding he had dreamed of since he was a child.
All kinds of work were carried out in an orderly manner. Huo Jiuke was busy with the company's affairs while planning the wedding, and never left his office tablet.
Lingchan sat aside, eating cherry tomatoes and said lazily: "Would it be too busy for you to go? If you are tired, you can take a rest. Don't be in such a hurry."
As soon as Huo Jiuke saw her, he felt infinite warmth rising in his heart.
He lowered his head and kissed Lingchan's face. His hot breath hit Lingchan's smooth skin. He said, "I just hate that time doesn't fly fast enough."
He just wanted Lingchan to be with him forever.
He really needs that wedding banquet and a marriage certificate.
Lingchan smiled at him.
The cute Huo Jiuke's eyes were bright and his heart was itching, so he lowered his head and kissed her again.
really like you.
……really like you.
…
Qi Yingzhou has been in a bad mood recently. Ever since Lingchan and Huo Jiuke's wedding date was set, he has been in the state of this humanoid self-propelled refrigeration machine.
The wedding invitation was sent to the Huo family, and several servants took turns declining it. The newly hired maid was about to cry without tears, and tremblingly sent the invitation to Qi Yingzhou's house.
Qi Yingzhou is having dinner.
He has moved out of the Huo family manor. He bought this large flat in the city center with his own money. Although he started late, Qi Yingzhou is no worse than anyone else.
"Master Yingzhou, these are some important documents sent to you. My wife asked me to bring them to you."
"Documents?" Qi Yingzhou clicked his tongue impatiently. When he was working outside, he always gave the address where he was living, but the letter he sent to Huojia Manor by naming him was probably for the sake of establishing relationships. Not really an "important document".
Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo both know that they usually don’t send someone specially to deliver it to him...
Qi Yingzhou took the document and saw the light green invitation from the black and white paper at a glance.
Fresh green grass, mixed with some blues, like a handful of deserted spring.
Wedding Invitations.
Lingchan and Huo Jiuke's wedding invitation.
Qi Yingzhou's face went blank.
The maid stood aside, not daring to express her anger. She watched her employer's face twist. She pulled the tablecloth and the bowls and plates on the table fell heavily to the ground. The soup and water inside were scattered all over the floor, and the strong smell of food filled her. People gag.
Qi Yingzhou clutched the invitation. The edge was as sharp as a knife. It pressed against his palm, separated his heart, and made him bleed.
So painful.
But Qi Yingzhou still went to the wedding.
When he stood in front of the mirror and changed his fifth tie, he thought viciously and piously, hoping that Huo Jiuke would be hit by a car and die when he went out today, so that Lingchan would find another groom, maybe it would be him. ?
What if the pie really falls in the sky?
It's okay to smash him to death. Even if he died, he still wanted to take a bite before dying and taste what it felt like.
He can also rest in peace!
Qi Yingzhou felt uncomfortable when he entered the auditorium.
So familiar.
Light green, dark blue and beige colors, twinkling star lights, and even pure white roses...
Everything was so similar to his engagement party.
He sat on a chair and listened to others praising the love between Huo Jiuke and Lingchan.
"I heard that this wedding was entirely organized by the man, but every detail was based on the woman's preferences. There is a tacit understanding between the two who grew up together. The relationship is really good."
It's completely handled by the man, and every detail is based on the woman's preferences... and so does he!
Qi Yingzhou couldn't help but said: "It's nothing big to grow up together, right? I also organized my wedding! But I paid attention to my lover's preferences in every aspect! It's exactly what she dreamed of!"
"Oh?" The person sitting next to Qi Yingzhou didn't know the love-hate entanglement between the three people, so he chatted enthusiastically, "That must be a very successful wedding, right?"
"You and your wife must be very much in love, right?"
"...Of course," Qi Yingzhou said calmly, "I love her very much."
"Why didn't you see her? Didn't she come?"
"..." Qi Yingzhou stopped talking.
The person sitting next to him seemed to be careless and asked: "Are you feeling unwell? Then as a husband, you should be with your wife. How can you let her be alone at home..."
In the venue, soft music sounded and the door opened with a bang.
"She's here." Qi Yingzhou said suddenly.
"Coming?" Quexinyan immediately became excited, "Where are you?"
He looked back and saw two little flower girls dancing in front, and the bride in a white wedding dress came holding a bouquet.
Qi Yingzhou was in a daze.
The fool next to me was still nagging, "Oh, I'm talking about your wife! I'm not asking about the bride! But the bride is also very beautiful. Oh, the groom is so happy. When can I have such a wife..."
"Stop dreaming," Qi Yingzhou first mocked him for overestimating his abilities, and then said coldly: "Shut up."
Don't mistake him for looking at your wife.
The wedding dress that Lingchan wore also had a straight collar, revealing her delicate collarbones and rounded shoulders. The skirt was a large gauze skirt, layered with layers, embellished with tiny rhinestones, and shimmered as she walked...
Very similar to their dresses.
Qi Yingzhou was in a trance for a while.
He seemed to have returned to that day.
The wind is gentle and the clouds are calm, and the house is full of guests.
Everyone was congratulating him. For the first time, he felt that the stupid faces of the Huo family were so pleasant.
He was so happy.
However, the bride did not come.
He went from joy to panic. He didn't have time to care about the annoying guests and immediately called the police to find Lingchan. He was even more worried.
It’s so painful to see the crooked lipstick writing on the car.
It turned out that she didn't want to, it turned out that she was determined not to get engaged to him.
……How did that happen?
Why is this so?
He felt cold from body to heart, and he felt that the world had never been as terrifying as it was now.
The sympathetic looks from the people around, the blame from the Huo family...
Qi Yingzhou didn't care at all, he only thought about Ling Chan.
The music was gentle and gentle, and Chan slowly walked along the long road. On both sides of the glass-padded road of flowers were guest seats.
The long trailing white gauze moved forward along with Ling Chan's movements. The trailing part was spread too wide, and a small section of fabric brushed the back of Qi Yingzhou's hand.
He tried to grab it with his backhand, but the pure white gauze slipped through his fingers.
…
"Ah, why are you crying!" The idiot next to him exclaimed in a fuss and handed him a tissue, "Oh, can you wipe it off?"
Qi Yingzhou wiped away his tears expressionlessly, wiping away his tears so hard that a large area of skin around his eyes became red.
"Why don't you go to the bathroom and wash your face?"
"No," Qi Yingzhou paused, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, brother, don't be sad. Today is a happy day! Be happy! There are many good things in life. As long as your wife doesn't run away with you, a little setback is nothing."
"It's not necessary at all!"
"My wife is married to someone else." Qi Yingzhou said expressionlessly.
"..." Quexinyan shut up in embarrassment.
Qi Yingzhou looked at the stage intently.
The bride and groom were exchanging rings, making Chan so beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble.
Qi Yingzhou insisted on attending the wedding until the very end.
When he got home, he fell asleep.
He had that dream again. At the engagement party, he was decadent and helpless, full of hesitation.
But this time, the bride is here.
She walked toward him from the corridor of roses, her white gauze skirt shining with sweet brilliance.
His bride, his wife.
He could finally hold her in his arms.
After a long dream, when Qi Yingzhou woke up, the sky had completely darkened. The sky was bright and clear, with stars shining and surrounding the moon.
Qi Yingzhou lay on the soaked pillow and stared blankly for a while.
What a bright moonlight.
This moon was stolen by him. Although it was unreal, he did hold the moon in his arms for a moment.
(End of chapter)
