"What's the most embarrassing thing about the wedding? It's the groom holding Little Three in his arms to attend the wedding, isn't it?"

Mu Xiaobai had thought that there was only such a dramatic plot on TV, and she had never expected that she would encounter it.

She stood next to the priest, her legs tight. Because of exhaustion, she felt sore and painful. It had been nearly an hour since she stood there in her high heels. Finally, the groom came, but...

No bride's wedding would be so embarrassing, right?

On the red carpet, Su Yihen was dressed in an Italian hand-made white suit. He was elegant and noble, as if he was shining.

He was very handsome, the kind of person who stood in the crowd like a crane in a flock of chickens. He was born with a shining circle and would not be ignored wherever he went.

He was also a well-known playboy in City A. There were countless pieces of love news about him, and he was able to fully perform the good-for-nothing son of a playboy.

At this moment, he was holding a woman in a white fur dress in his arms. As soon as the two of them appeared, all kinds of lights were lit up.

Compared with Mu Xiaobai, the two of them were more like today's male and female lead.

"Yihen, what the hell are you doing!" Ye Qin's face was stiff, and she asked in a low voice, "Are you deliberately going against us?"

"No, I still have to thank my parents for finding me a good wife." Su Yihen's eyes turned slightly, and there was a hint of disdain in them. He patted the woman's back gently and said, "Sit over there."

"Yihen." The woman pouted and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his departure.

"Good girl, I'll accompany you after the wedding." He smiled evilly, and there was a hint of evil on his clear face.

The woman nodded obediently and sat down in an empty seat beside her.

Only then did Su Yihen walk towards the priest with a relaxed expression. He didn't look like he was here to attend the wedding, but more like he was here to watch the show.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at the woman in the wedding dress across from him. She was expressionless. Although she looked good, her expression was so stiff that she was like a piece of wood.

The priest began to recite the words of prayer, while Su Yihen stood there casually, idly fiddling with the ring box in his hand.

"Mrs. Mu Xiaobai, no matter if it's suffering, illness, or disaster, are you willing to stay with Mr. Su Yihen for the rest of your life?"

Silence...

The church was silent. Mu Xiaobai lowered her head in boredom and looked at the tips of her shoes. She didn't notice the priest's words at all.

The scene was quiet, and then Su Yihen burst into laughter.

"Xiaobai! What are you doing!" Zhang Lan shouted in the first row.

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment. When she raised her head, she happened to see Su Yihen's smiling face.

"Ahem, where are you?"

"Miss Wood, have you come back to your senses? The priest asked if you would like to marry me." Su Yihen narrowed his eyes and his tone was full of mockery.

Mu Xiaobai looked at the pair of deep eyes, and her expression was a little stunned. "Are you willing or not? How can I choose?"

This wedding was chosen by her closest relatives for her, and she didn't even have a chance to refute it.

She turned to look at the ashen-faced Mu Changguo and Zhang Lan, who were sitting at the head of the table. A certain part of her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle. It hurt so much.

There was no choice, no choice, only compromise.

So even if the other party walked into the hall with a woman in his arms, it didn't matter. She didn't even care who the other party was. This was her choice.

"I'm willing."

Under the stage, Zhang Lan seemed to be relieved. He loosened his clenched hands and patted himself on the chest to comfort her.

"Mr. Su Yihen, no matter if it's suffering, illness, or disaster, are you willing to stay by Miss Mu Xiaobai's side for the rest of your life?"

"Yes, I do."

Compared with Mu Xiaobai's struggle, Su Yihen was much more free and easy. There was a smile on his face all the time, which seemed to be... a mockery.

"Please exchange the wedding rings."

Su Yihen stepped forward, held her hand, and casually put the ring on her ring finger. His movements were relaxed, but there was a hint of anger in them.

He might not be satisfied with this so-called wedding.

Mu Xiaobai thought to herself. She opened the ring box, picked up the ring, and raised it. With a shake of her hand, the ring fell down directly.

Ding...

The sound of the ring falling on the floor rang in the quiet church.

The smile on Su Yiran's face froze. He looked up at her and asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to?"

There was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was unique in the language. There was a touch of wildness in his low voice.

The distance between them was very close. She could smell the faint smell of tobacco and women's perfume. The combination of the two smells.

Mu Xiaobai was a little dizzy. She subconsciously held her breath and shouted "No" in her heart.

"Am I really going to marry such a man and be tied up with him?"

"It's really a piece of wood." Su Yihen's thin lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of disdain in his peach blossom eyes. He bent down and picked up the ring that had fallen on the floor.

Then he grabbed her hand and deliberately pinched her wrist with force.

Her eyes suddenly contracted, and her wrist turned red from his grip. However, he was still smiling, as if nothing had happened.

"Take it well and put it on men. Don't drop it again."

The overbearing words came out of his mouth. It seemed to be intimate, but there was no emotion at all. It sounded particularly stiff and cold.

Mu Xiaobai pursed her lips and then shrugged indifferently. This wedding was just a show-off. There was no need to care about it.

At this moment, the person standing in front of her was a living person. Even if it was a pig or a dog, couldn't she continue?

Thinking of this, she felt relieved a lot.

He stuffed the ring into his fingers and breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped back, but he suddenly hugged her. His lips were cold and pressed against her cheeks.

A chill spread from her feet to her forehead, and she froze.

"It's just a show."

His words were very soft, but they really reached her ears. Only the warm breath, soft and numb, passed through her whole body.

The flash of the flashlight kept flashing. Mu Xiaobai also knew that it was an act, so she didn't care.

The wedding ceremony ended smoothly.

"Xiaobai." Zhang Lan held her hand with tears in his eyes. "You don't blame me, do you?"

"No." She forced a smile, but these two words were somewhat against her will. If she married a strange man, she was afraid that no woman would be happy.

"That's good. Otherwise, I will feel guilty in my heart."

"Mom, don't worry. It's okay."

Zhang Lan nodded and sighed again. "Xiaobai, it's inevitable that a man has a few confidantes when he was young, but Yihen..."

"It's rare to see a man with a confidante coming to the wedding with a confidante in his arms, isn't it?"

"I don't care."

Mu Xiaobai curled her lips. Anyway, it was a commercial marriage. No matter what kind of woman she was, it had nothing to do with her.