Thirty-three Days Of Overbearing Love

After they went out, they didn't know what to do for a moment.

Joe Yichen's phone kept ringing. He glanced at it and hung up impatiently.

Su Qian also took a look, paused and said, "why don't you answer?"

He replied faintly, "it's not necessary."

Su lightly pursed his lips: "what if it's something?"

Qiao Yichen, as the boss of "beauty Jiao", is now carrying a lot of responsibilities abroad, and the company must have a lot of affairs.

Although assistant yuan is capable, she can't decide some things.

Maybe it's also something irrelevant?

Joe Yichen heard the speech and turned to look at her.

Seeing this, Su Qian smiled awkwardly: "forget it, just now, when I didn't say it."

But he suddenly hooked his lips, stood up and took her hand: "go."

"Ah..." Su Qian was slightly surprised: "where are you going?"

He looked back and smiled mysteriously, "go to a good place."

Su Qian asked no more questions and let him pull him forward.

The setting sun shines, the breeze blows gently, and the fallen leaves on the streets of Paris fade.

His figure gradually blurred in the light and shadow. Su Qian looked at it and his eyes fell on the hands they held.

I'm about to marry this man, but why, all this seems to be smooth, too calm, beautiful like an unreal dream.

Maybe he is careless, but if he can, even if he chooses Qiao Yichen, who has no feelings.

She doesn't want to put in a fruitless love covered with scars.

How about this? Maybe the days are light, but there will be no harm.

Qiao Yichen brought Su Qian into a farm church,

The church is not big, with the central European style of the 1980s, it looks unique.

Looking at the church, Su Qian was stunned for a long time and finally reacted.

She said "ah" and pointed to the church: "here... How do you know here?"

She turned back and looked at Qiao Yichen suspiciously.

Joe hung his dusty peach eyes slightly and tilted his lips. At the moment, he smiled like a child.

Without answering, he asked, "what's the matter? Do you have any impression of this church?"

Su Qian was stunned. After a moment, he smiled and nodded: "that was five years ago. The teacher once brought us here. At that time, I still remember that I rescued a tramp here!"

Qiao Yichen's eyes flashed a smile, "Oh," said, "really?" and asked, "what happened later?"

Su Qian nodded: "later, later..."

She looked a little trance: "then the tramp didn't know where he went."

Said, sighed: "at that time, the man seemed to have been seriously injured. I was worried about whether he went somewhere accidentally..."

Thinking of something, he shook his head, smiled and looked up at him: "you haven't said it yet. How do you know here?"

After hearing Su Qian's words, Qiao Yichen was a little silent.

After a long pause, he raised his lips and smiled, "it's a secret."

Su Qian was slightly stunned and reacted. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and drop his fist: "OK, are you kidding me?"

Qiao Yichen smiled and grabbed her hand, suddenly calmed down and stared at her attentively: "Su Qian."

Her heart jumped, how did it feel... Her heart beat a little faster. She turned her head and hurriedly wanted to take out her hand.

But he grabbed her hand harder: "do you really want to know?"

She stared at him curiously. He continued, "if you want to know, I'll tell you, but not now."

She skimmed her lips. "When was that?"

He smiled, "at our wedding."

Dong Dong, Su Qian seemed to hear such a voice in his heart.

What an ambiguous and sweet sentence at our wedding.

But it happened to them.

Maybe the environment is too right. The romantic atmosphere in Paris is full all the time. Su Qian feels a lot lazy these two days.

With it, the relationship with Qiao Yichen is becoming more and more ambiguous.

She pulled out her hand, turned around and pretended not to care to put aside the topic.

"Come on, Mr. Qiao, it's really the same. We just get married together. There's no need to be so serious."

Qiao Yichen frowned slightly after hearing the speech, and sneered a moment later.

Go to Su Qian's side and gently hum: "all right, you can't play?"

Su Qian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If Qiao Yichen really had other feelings with herself, she was really difficult to understand and deal with.

She smiled, "OK."

Qiao Yichen also smiles. It's funny and doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Why did you bring me here?" Su Qian asked, looking at the church again.

Qiao Yichen shrugged, his eyes were in the church, and his tone was a little sigh: "I decided that our wedding would be held here."

He looked at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "what do you think?"

"Here?" Su Qian frowned gently, stretched out a moment later and nodded: "yes, I'm free. Joe always likes it."

"There is only one wedding in my life. How can I like it?"

Qiao Yichen frowned: "Su Qian, women, true or false, being good to themselves is the king."

Joe Yichen's words fell gently in her ear, and Su Qian listened in a trance.

Yes, there is only one wedding in life, but what does it matter to her?

She gently pursed her lips, slightly lowered her head and saved the soil with her toes.

A moment later, he looked up and smiled: "Mr. Qiao, you also said, whether it's true or false, the most important thing is to be good to myself. I think I'm very good now, and there are a lot of memories here. It's really good."

He glanced at her and then raised his eyebrows: "well, in that case, it's settled."

They looked at each other and smiled.

On the wedding day, Joe Yichen had already arranged everything.

Su Qian was pulled up by the makeup artist early in the morning and looked at the woman wearing a white wedding dress and exquisite makeup in the mirror.

Many women are excited on their wedding day, but Su Qian looks at himself in the mirror, but he is calm like a light ink painting.

Everything was like a step-by-step, solemn church, priest's prayer and music hovering in my ears.

She took the hand of her mentor Carl Verne and walked slowly towards Joe Yichen step by step.

This time, he finally got serious.

His hair was plastered into a thick oil head, wearing a well cut black suit and shiny leather shoes.

The smile on his face is no longer as cynical as usual. It seems that there is a trace of expectation, a trace of moving and a trace of comfort.

Su Qian thought to himself that Qiao Yichen's acting is very good.

In fact, why? There is no one here except some local people, priests, the two of them and Carl vanner.

But he played so well that she had to cooperate with him.

They stood together, their faces filled with a smile like happiness.

"Would you like to?" Qiao Yichen asked softly. Su Qian hesitated when exchanging rings.

The door opened at this time.

"Wait a minute!" a harsh voice echoed in the church.

Looking at everyone's eyes, Shen Yu, who was panting at the door, looked very abrupt and embarrassed.

Shen Yu sweeps his eyes and puts them on Su Qian and Qiao Yichen.

Then he hurried to Su Qian: "wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Joe Yichen's face pulled down at the moment when he saw Shen Yu.

When she arrived in front of her, she smiled softly: "Miss Shen is really tenacious and unyielding. Can you find her in this way?"

Shen Yu glanced at him, and Qiao Yichen slightly raised his chin: "since Miss Shen has come, well, please ask Miss Shen to give us a witness. At that time, we can tell president Shen what we have seen."

Unexpectedly, Shen Yu didn't pay attention to her and grabbed Su Qian's hand: "Su Qian, you go with me now!"

Su Qian was stunned and hurriedly pulled her: "slow down, Miss Shen, are you..."

Shen Yu's sudden appearance made her heart ripple, and her practice made her feel at a loss.

Carl vanna looked at them suspiciously and asked Su Qian, "Selin, what happened?"

Su Qian didn't have time to explain to her. Qiao Yichen said with a gloomy face: "Miss Shen, if you came to make trouble, please go out immediately. You're not welcome here!"

Shen Yu saw Leng hum and glanced askance at Su Qian: "Su Qian, I already know everything about you and my brother. You can't marry Qiao Yichen, and there's an accident with my nephew!"

"What are you talking about?" Shen Yujian's words made Su Qian lag slightly. A moment later, his eyes shrunk, took Shen Yujian's hand and hurriedly asked, "Miss Shen, what did you... What did you just say, your nephew... Not... You..."

She was so worried that she couldn't even speak clearly for a moment.

His hand was suddenly pulled away. When he looked back, Joe looked at Shen Yu with a face of dust and iron blue, his eyes narrowed slightly, full of danger.

"Su Qian, don't be cheated by a little girl. Is it what she says?"

"But..." Su Qian said hurriedly, "she said her nephew..."

"She said her nephew, it must be your son?" Joe turned his head and stared at her closely.

His words were like a clear stream, which calmed her instantly.

Indeed, Shen Yu's nephew may not be her son Su Lin, or anyone else?

But even so, she looked a little uneasy.

Joe saw it with dust, his eyes flashed, turned his head and shouted in French: "pull out the man who disturbed the wedding."

Immediately, a convoy came forward and pulled Shen Yujian out.

"Qiao Yichen, you bad man! Let go! Let go of me!" Shen Yu suddenly shouted when he saw that he was struggling desperately: "Su Qian, don't believe Qiao Yichen's nonsense. Shen Congan is my brother when I see Shen Yu, and my nephew is only your son! If you don't believe me, you can ask my brother if my brother has called you a lot, and if your friend Zhang Jiu..."

"Slow down!" as soon as Su Qian heard this, he couldn't calm down any more. He hurried forward to let the guard go. See Shen Yu.

She took Shen Yu's hand and looked nervous: "Miss Shen... Tell me, what's going on?".