Wen Xiaoai raised his hand, stroked the embroidery on the wedding dress, and said in a hoarse voice: "...It's different, the flower heart should be smaller, the petals are not so neat, the number of petals is eleven, and the flowers are purple..."

He hurriedly said, "Then I'll let someone change it."

I looked down at the embroidery on the wedding dress and knew that she liked it, so I smiled and continued: "But the embroidery of purple in this wedding dress is not very good, so I have someone embroidered silver thread. If you like purple, I will make a change to it, and... "

"Jun Moyan..." She interrupted him.

Jun Moyan met her eyes, which were blurred by tears, and her heart hurt a little, and she had a bad premonition.

"……What's wrong?"

He grabbed the wedding dress in his arms with fear, and his breathing was so messy.

"I……"

Wen Xiaoai opened her mouth, but couldn't say it, but she just kept crying.

Jun Moyan's face gradually turned pale. He pretended to be fine, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Don't you like this? It doesn't matter, there are many styles here. If you don't like it, let's go to another store to check it out..."

"I can't marry you."

Her sudden words made Jun Moyan break all the following words.

She said it very calmly, so calm that Jun Moyan couldn't believe it, and so calm that he was scared.

However, only she herself knew that this sentence was like a barb, and it pulled her throat so bloody.

He was stunned for a moment and said, "You, what did you say..."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan who was frightened, and she burst into tears and felt so heartbroken that she was almost unable to stand. She shook her head and spoke with difficulty:

"...You heard it, right? I don't want to say it again, it hurts too much."

Once it's enough.

Jun Moyan looked at her, and his brain stopped thinking for a moment.

But he quickly recovered because they knew in their hearts that this was their result and had been mentally prepared for a long time. He just couldn't accept Wen Xiaoai's words.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai crying, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to squeeze out a smile to comfort her, but he seemed a little embarrassed.

He could only explain to her incoherently:

"I, I know... I know we can't be together, I know... I want to marry you, I want to give you a wedding, there is no other meaning, it's not forcing you to be with me, or binding you, you don't have to have any burden. I, I just want to marry you, I want you to be my wife, it doesn't matter whether I am your husband or not, it doesn't matter whether I have a status with you, but I can give you a status, I want to give you a status, I..."

"I'm going to marry someone else."

“…”

Jun Moyan suddenly stopped, and his breathing also stopped.

Wen Xiaoai's words exploded in his mind like a bomb, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, and he could not hear anything for a moment.

He looked at Wen Xiaoai in disbelief, his eyes did not blink for a long time, but his eyes slowly turned red.

This sentence is the cruelest and cruelest sentence Jun Moyan has heard today.

It is thousands of times more cruel than a shemale person, and he can't marry him.

Every word was shattering his heart, stirring his internal organs into a bloody and bloody state.

"Marry...Marry...?"

Wen Xiaoai clenched her fists, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms without feeling any pain.
Chapter completed!