Without Yan Mo's instructions, the guard did not dare to move.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Yan Mo's face, he sighed softly and said to the guard, "Show her the wedding invitation."

The guard then stepped forward and handed the wedding invitation to her.

Mu Lingyue's expression was in a daze for a few seconds. The color of the wedding invitation was bright, shining brighter and more dazzling than the sun.

She squinted her eyes slightly, reached out to take it, and slowly opened it...[

The characters inside were those of Lan Qingyue, and she recognized them at a glance.

The ink may have been mixed with the fragrance of seven-color orchid. When I opened the wedding invitation, the same scent as his body wafted out.

The wedding is scheduled for tomorrow, and Yanmo is not the only person invited...

Should I say that he thinks too highly of her?

The inviter...and her name.

The three characters "Mu Lingyue" were carved into her heart like a knife.

She thought she wouldn't be sad because she had been through so much pain.

But at this moment...her heart still hurts and she still feels sad.

My heart felt as if something sharp had been scratched, and the pain immediately spread to every part of my body.

She was smiling, but her smile was as pale as her face.

Lan Qingyue, ah Lan Qingyue...will he not give up until he sees her scarred?

"younger sister?"

She seemed stunned and motionless.

Yanmo was a little worried. Even though she said she gave up, she couldn't forget everything all at once.

Lan Qingyue, that damn bastard, he really dared to have someone send him an invitation.

Well, he sent the invitation on purpose, and she went to his wedding as he wished.

She must give him a big "surprise." to make him regret sending this invitation.

Mu Lingyue came back to her senses, put the invitation on the pillow, raised her head, and smiled gently at her, looking very meaningless, "Sister, the wedding is tomorrow."

"So fast?"[

"Well, I'll go with my sister."

Yanmo was stunned again, "Sister, you..."

She smiled and said, "He also invited me, and I decided to go with my sister."

"That bastard!"

Yanmoqi's face turned black and became extremely gloomy. The guards beside him were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and did not dare to take a breath.

Mu Lingyue lowered her head and looked at the invitation on the pillow. She was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Yanmo again and said firmly, "I must go tomorrow."

Yan Mo stared at her for a while, the anger on his face still disappeared, "Sister, you have really made your decision."

"Um."

She was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Mu Lingyue is very cooperative with Yanmo.

She would eat anything that could quickly nourish Qi and blood. No matter how unpalatable it was, she would endure it.

Everything is just for tomorrow's wedding.

She wanted to look her best at his wedding.

After tomorrow, she will take the boy and leave.

Even though she knew that watching him marry another woman would be painful for her, she still wanted to go.

She must be sick, not very sick...

This is the second time she has attended his wedding.

The first time was when he married Meixi. At that time, he made an amazing move at the wedding.

This time, there probably won't be any shocking moves.

The first time he regretted his marriage was because he didn't like Meixi.
Chapter completed!