"The Chen and Gu family... why did they cause this disaster? Now in this world, they are not easy to provoke!"

No words all night.

When the light of the morning shines on the ground.

The wind and snow are still cold.

It seems that the weather in the southwest region is particularly harsh than before at this end of the year.

On the Tianmen Mountain Winding Highway, a convoy captain's dragon hovered early, gathering again with guests coming from all directions to pay their respects.

But the two luxury cars drove out of the villa early and headed down the mountain.

Chen Dong sat in the back row, next to him was Chen Daolin, and Old Long drove the car.

The car was silent and solemn.

Chen Dong looked at the bitter snow outside the window and took out a photo from his pocket.

This is one of the subsequent wedding photos he and Gu Qingying took.

In the photo, both of them smile brightly and filled with happiness.

But now...

Chen Dong looked at the photo, his eyes turned red, his nose was sore, and he smiled sadly.
Chapter completed!