In Binjiang City, the most crowded road named People's Avenue on weekdays is rare today, and there is no car. This is abnormal. In any bustling city, there should not be no cars on the street at 8 o'clock in the morning.

At 8:50, a Bugatti Veyron sports car with a painted black body and an orange underneath suddenly appeared on the spacious and flat People's Avenue. The front of the sports car was covered with a red "hundred-year-old wedding invitation". Bugatti was leading the way in front of a long row of luxury sports cars, and behind Bugatti, there were eight red Pagani sports cars.

After Pagani, dozens of bright supercars can be seen vaguely.

The people stood on both sides of the road, turned their heads and looked at the sports cars in the middle of the road, showing various gazes.

Some people envied, some were jealous, and some were scolding, but they all stared at the cars without blinking an eye, for fear of taking a fewer glances. After all, such an exaggerated pomp is rare in decades.

Everyone knows that today is the wedding day of Fang Mu, the second son of Fang family, and Qiao Jiusheng, the second lady of Qiao family. For this reason, under the arrangement of the wealthy Fang family, Binjiang City cleared an entire street to restrict traffic.

——Fang Family, one of the three top wealthy families in Binjiang City, has its own place in all aspects, including business, culture, network, and finance.

——Qiao Family, which is a well-known jewelry family at home and abroad. The top luxury jewelry brand that has been passed down for hundreds of years, "Crown Love" is the industry of Qiao Family.

Such a marriage between two wealthy families is naturally eye-catching.

Nearly 100 top supercars, led by Bugatti sports cars, slowly moved along Renmin Avenue. The convoy drove through the municipal building of Binjiang City and the financial avenue in Binjiang City, which is famous all over the world. Finally, the convoy stopped at the gate of the most famous Imperial Hotel in Binjiang City.

The hundred-foot-long red carpet spreads out from the hotel lobby and extends to the side of the road.

A young man walked down from a Bugatti sports car.

His sideburns were neatly trimmed, his slightly fluffy hair was combed behind his head, and under his plump and clean forehead, a pair of thick black eyebrows were hung, and two black eyes were embedded in his handsome and flamboyant face. His eyes were deep, his nose was tall, and his perfect man was pursed gently.

This man has a handsome face that only exists under the paintbrush. Although there are very few expressions on his face, the burgundy haute couture dress makes people feel that he is in a good mood. Fang Mu is in a good mood, because today, he is finally going to marry his lover Qiao Jiusheng.

Passers-by stopped and looked sideways, curiously watching the handsome man walk to the right of the sports car and lead out his bride.

The bride is like a beautiful red rose, noble and magnificent.

She was wearing a luxurious heavy industry beaded wedding dress, and her long lace skirt swayed on the red carpet, dragging slightly as the bride moved. The young woman looked extremely beautiful, but her black hair was coiled up high, so that she could perfectly display the light purple jewelry earrings on her earlobes and the dark purple pear-shaped diamond necklace worn on her neck.

This purple necklace is the most famous representative work in the history of the brand "Crown Love" and is the proud masterpiece of Qiao I, the founder of "Crown Love". Wearing this necklace is a glorious place.

Rows of beautiful and handsome guys followed Fang Mu and the bride and walked into the Empire Hotel.

This scene filled the eyes of the passing people.

The wedding was held on the outdoor lawn of the Empire Hotel. Standing in front of the priest, the bride's cheeks were shy and slightly red. At this moment, her beauty became restrained. It was not as ostentatious as a rose, but like a pink rose, delicate and adorable.

"Mr. Fang, are you willing to marry Miss Qiao as your wife, recognize her as your legal wife, be loyal to her, respect her for the rest of your life, and never leave her?"

Fang Mu stared at the woman he loved, his eyes fainted with gentleness, without any hesitation. He responded clearly in a slightly cold voice, "I do." The bride "Qiao Jiusheng" raised her head slightly and stared at the man she loved deeply. A touch of excitement and deep love spread in the brown contact lenses. Her hands holding the flower tightened suddenly. Finally, she was about to marry him, the man she had loved for six years.

*

This is a wet and dilapidated little house with no beds or sofas in it, but a toilet and a small TV on a wall.

There was a dirty curtain hanging beside the window, and the window was nailed to death, but the curtain was shaking gently. It was not the action of the wind, but a woman with her knees sitting under the curtain. Looking closely, the woman was wearing an iron chain on her right hand and right leg, which was about three or four meters long. This length allowed her to go to the toilet to solve her physiological problems, but she could not reach the door.

The woman was wearing a dress with no visible color, and there were blue and purple scars on her squatting legs.

Her chin was weakly resting on her knees, the woman raised her head, her face was thin and yellow, her eyes were red. She looked at the sacred scene on the TV, her eyes full of despair. Tears soaked her eyes, and the woman watched the handsome and noble man, under the witness of everyone, saying that he was willing.

"Bride Miss Qiao, are you willing to marry Mr. Fang, recognize him as your legal husband, love him, respect him for the rest of your life, and never leave him?"

When he heard the priest's words, tears slid from the corner of the woman's eyes and rolled into her neck along the yellow waxy face.

On the TV, the beautiful and beautiful woman Qiao Jiusheng said excitedly, "I do."

At the same time, the woman locked in the chain also opened her mouth. Her lips moved three times. If you know how to speak the lips, you can tell it. The words she said were also-

"I do."

*

She watched the sun rise and the moon come out. Day after day, her face became thinner and thinner, and her supposedly sexy and hot body also became skinny.

Gradually, the hope and expectation in her eyes turned into despair.

I don’t know how long it took, but the tightening door finally opened from outside.

Hearing the sound of the door lock, the woman curled up on the ground opened her eyes weakly. The moonlight shone in the room, and the woman could tell that it should be night. In her confused vision, a woman in a waist-closing dress came in from the moonlight. The beauty walked closer to her and could tell that she should be wearing a pink penne-colored embroidered dress, as beautiful as a pink rose.

The beauty was carrying a box, not knowing what was inside.

The beauty squatted down, and her long fingers brushed her long hair hanging down on her face, revealing a beautiful cheek. This stunning beauty was the second young lady "Qiao Jiusheng" who just married into the Fang family a few months ago!

Seeing this face, the woman lying on the ground subconsciously shrank behind her.

She is afraid of her!

"Tsk tsk." The elegant beauty tsk tsk twice. She stretched out her long finger and hooked the woman's chin on the ground. "My good sister, I haven't seen each other for half a year. Do you miss your sister?"

The woman on the ground didn't speak, but her body was shaking slightly.
Chapter completed!