Outside the door, a gloomy-looking Qiao Moli held a bottle of red liquid given by the mysterious woman in her hand. She took off her shoes and walked barefoot to Qiao Weiwei's bed.

She bent down, put the nozzle of the bottle close to her face, and pressed it three times. Then, pinching her nose and with an evil smile on her face, she strode away and gently closed the door.

Qiao Moli put on her slippers, shook the red liquid in the bottle, and returned to her room with satisfaction.

Back in the room, Qiao Moli opened the window, unscrewed the bottle, and poured the liquid in the bottle down...

Then, she threw the empty bottles downstairs...

After closing the window, Qiao Moli turned around and sat on the sofa, picked up the wet paper towel on the coffee table, wiped her hands, and then gracefully threw the paper towel into the trash can at her feet, saying: "Qiao Weiwei... Sun Xiaoran... you all

Just wait for death..."

Thinking of her plan, Qiao Moli felt excited, wishing that time would pass faster, faster...

*…*…*…*…*…*

All morning long, the Internet, newspapers and television were all reporting on the news of Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran’s wedding...

"The wedding of the world's most noble son, Liang Bo, and the pure actress Sun Xiaoran will be held at 12 noon today at the world's most luxurious mansion, Dream Garden..." In the living room, Qiao Weiwei turned on the TV and saw this report on the TV...

…

She frowned and pressed the channel change button...

"So now it's half an hour before the wedding starts...our reporters are all in place..."

Qiao Weiwei changed several channels, all of which contained news like this.

Finally, she turned off the TV, threw the remote control aside, and ignored it.

Her head felt dizzy again. She let out a long sigh, shook her head, leaned against the armrest of the sofa, and put one hand on her chin to pretend to be asleep.

"Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran got married today... Time flies so fast." Qiao Moli, holding the ruby ​​necklace in her hand, walked to sit down next to Qiao Weiwei and said calmly.

Qiao Weiwei ignored her and didn't even open her eyes...

"Qiao Weiwei, do you think this ruby ​​necklace I bought looks good... for you..." Qiao Moli sneered, holding the thin silver chain in her hand, and shook the ruby ​​​​in front of Qiao Weiwei's closed eyes.

Qiao Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at the shaking chain. Just as she was about to speak, her head felt dizzy again...

The whole world seems to be spinning.

Her eyes unconsciously followed the ruby ​​pendant and moved left and right...

"Qiao Weiwei... Now, take it and kill Sun Xiaoran in front of all the reporters, media and wedding guests... Can you do it..." Qiao Moli held the necklace that kept swinging from side to side in one hand.

, picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table with one hand, put it in Qiao Weiwei's hand, and said...

Qiao Weiwei held the handle of the knife, looked at Qiao Moli, her pupils were unfocused, and said: "Okay... I will kill Sun Xiaoran right now..."

"Remember, put the knife in your bag before you go, otherwise the security guard won't even let you in..." Qiao Moli added.

"Yes! I know!" After saying that, Qiao Weiwei got up directly, went upstairs to find her black Chanel classic rhombus bag, put the fruit knife in it, and went downstairs...

Starting the red Lamborghini, Qiao Weiwei stepped on the accelerator, looking straight ahead, and ran towards the dream garden...

At this moment, her eyes were dull, and her soul seemed to have been sucked out of her whole body. She was like a programmed robot with an expressionless face.

"Kill Sun Xiaoran...Kill Sun Xiaoran..." Qiao Weiwei thought to herself and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom...

The car was moving at high speed, shouting loudly in the middle of the road...

*…*…*…*…*

Today's Dream Garden is full of lanterns and colorful decorations, and is full of joy.

At the heavily guarded entrance, an endless stream of luxury cars drove in quietly.

Waiters transferred from star-rated hotels around the world are nervously arranging the red carpet of red roses flown from the United States in the spacious backyard...

Both sides of the rose red carpet were filled with prominent figures from the upper classes of various countries.

At this moment, the guests at the top of society in each country were whispering to each other, and the atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.

In the front row, Qianfang, who was always noble and cool, and Liang Tianyou, who was always taciturn, also chatted enthusiastically with their in-law Gongsun Xing.

Everyone was dressed up, except Ou Xiangbei, who was dressed in royal blue casual clothes, which seemed a bit out of place with the environment.

Zhou Chuyu looked at Ou Xiangbei who was carefree, patted him on the back and said, "Can't you sit up straight? Also, is this what you're wearing on this occasion today?"

"What's inappropriate, I just like this..." Ou Xiangbei shrugged with an indifferent expression, put his arm around Zhou Chuyu's waist, rubbed his face against Zhou Chuyu's, and said.

The world's most famous symphony orchestra played beautiful music next to the colorful fountain not far from the crowd.

Compared to the hustle and bustle in the courtyard, the bedroom is much quieter.

In front of the dressing mirror inlaid with gold and diamonds, Sun Xiaoran carefully arranged her white tube top and knee-length fluffy wedding dress. The pair of silver hats under her feet were as dazzling as her smile.

She tried several more items in the morning and found that she still liked this one the best.

Today, she wears light makeup, wears an exquisite diamond crown on her head, and a snow-white veil. She looks very energetic.

Behind her, Liang Bo, dressed in a white groom's dress, was sitting on the sofa, crossing his slender legs and playing with his mobile phone, with a leisurely look on his face, as if he was not the one getting married today...

"Master Bo, tell me, does this look good?" Sun Xiaoran walked up to Liang Bo with a smile, pulled up the hem of her skirt and asked shyly.

Liangbo didn't even raise his head and responded to her with silence.

Sun Xiaoran smiled lightly, not displeased at all.

Because she has long been accustomed to his indifference.

She slowly walked to the bedside table, squatted down, took out a small white brocade box from the drawer, then walked up to Liang Bo, put the brocade box in front of his eyes, and said: "Since today is our wedding, then

I will give you an antidote first."

Liangbo immediately raised his head, put down his phone, took the small brocade box, and opened it carefully, as if he was protecting a priceless treasure.

He looked at a small golden pill that looked like cold medicine in the brocade box and said, "Thank you."

The first time he said thank you to her, it was for another woman.

But she didn't care, it was she who was about to become her wife, not that woman.

She believed that as long as she worked hard enough, she would be able to replace that woman's position in Liang Bo's heart...

Glancing at the diamond-encrusted clock on the wall, Sun Xiaoran smiled faintly at Liang Bo and said, "Master Bo, it's time, let's go down..."

Liangbo put the small brocade box into his coat pocket, stood up, glanced at Sun Xiaoran with a lukewarm look, and walked out of the room quickly...

Sun Xiaoran quickly ran to the bed, picked up the white rose bouquet on the bed, trotted to keep up with Liang Bo's pace, held his hand, and entered the elevator...

When the two people walked to the backyard, a wedding march from the orchestra immediately played, and the wedding officiant immediately took his place.

Everyone's eyes are on the bride and groom...

The flash and the sound of the shutter drowned out everything...

Sun Xiaoran looked at the first-line female stars and fashion ladies who were looking at him with envy, jealousy and hatred, and felt a secret feeling in his heart...

Today, she, Sun Xiaoran, has finally become the object of everyone's envy and jealousy. This feeling is really great!

He was frowning all the time, with a gloomy look on his face, and still looked cold and cold that would repel people thousands of miles away.

He was in sharp contrast to the smiling Sun Xiaoran.

Even if he keeps a cold face, this man can still easily overshadow everyone in the room.

His appearance is too perfect, his aura is too strong, and his aura is too dazzling.

The two people walked through the flower arch composed of red roses and red balloons, stepped onto the red carpet paved with red roses, and under the attention of everyone, walked towards the host of today's wedding, Liao Kun, one of the best hosts in China.

Suddenly, there was a burst of discussion among the crowd, and the reporters' cameras also changed their direction...

Liang Bo and Sun Xiaoran followed everyone's gaze...
Chapter completed!