“Sister Yuan, do you think Su Qingyu will come?”
Su Qingyu’s three words attracted Su Qiping’s attention. He looked at a few people and saw Bai Yuanyuan sitting in a wheelchair in a wedding dress, just like the woman in the huge photo of the welcome at the door.
Is she the one Li Tingchen wants to marry?
What surprised Su Qiping was that she was actually in a wheelchair.
Originally, a bunch of bad words such as third parties appeared in his mind. After seeing Bai Yuanyuan’s disability, his anger in his heart decreased a little. Maybe things are not what he thought. Is there any misunderstanding?
Su Qiping would not trouble a little girl, he still waited for Li Tingchen to show up and asked clearly.
Bai Yuanyuan’s complexion was poor to the naked eye, and when it came to Su Qingyu, she gritted her teeth even more angrily, “She can’t change anything whether she comes or not. From now on, I will be the righteous Mrs. Li.”
“That’s right, she has become a thing of the past after all.”Li Qingqing is learning now, and she doesn’t dare to talk too much about Su Qingyu in front of Bai Yuanyuan.
Bai Yuanyuan’s temperament has changed drastically since the death of her parents. She clenched the armrests of her wheelchair and her face was hideous. “She is a bitch, and she seduced Ting Chen when she got divorced. I will definitely not let her go.”
“Sister Yuan, in any case, the person Mr. Li is going to marry now is you, not her. You have already won. Look at your body. All you have to do now is to recuperate and try to get better early, so that your parents can feel at ease if they know it under the spring.”
Su Qiping was just about to come forward to teach Bai Yuanyuan how to speak out, but unexpectedly he heard this sentence.
My mind was full of words that my parents knew under the spring.
“What did you say?”
Li Qingqing and Bai Yuanyuan turned their heads to look at the people behind them. Su Qiping was dressed very simply and looked like an elegant ordinary uncle.
Bai Yuanyuan had never seen him before and did not know his identity.
He was 30 kg thinner than in the past, and even Li Qingqing, who had seen him before, didn’t recognize him for a while, he just felt a little familiar.
Catching a glimpse of the dirt on his soles, Li Qingqing thought he was a servant who had met a few times before.
“You are……”
Su Qiping’s face was excited, and even her voice trembled very much, “You just said what happened to her parents?””
“Where did the subordinate come from, how do you say such impolite things?””Li Qingqing gave him a fierce look.
Who didn’t know that Mrs. Bai was terminally ill, and Bai Xin followed her to die?
This person deliberately asked in front of Bai Yuanyuan, didn’t he sprinkle salt on the wound?
Su Qiping walked quickly towards Bai Yuanyuan. Bai Yuanyuan looked at this kind and thin middle-aged man. His walking pace was a bit weird, different from ordinary people.
I don’t know why, she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy at the first sight of him.