Taming the proud superstar president

In Chu Qing's rage, she hit it with almost all her strength, Yaotian's face immediately became red and swollen, and a palm mark appeared on his cheek.

"you…"

In fact, Chu Qing herself was trembling all over. With red eyes, she stubbornly stared at him, and finally couldn't help but let out the words in her heart.

"You still don't understand why Tong Yi and Han Jiang are so desperate? Why does Miss Yanhui insist on not going abroad for treatment? Have you ever thought about other people's feelings? You are really...really selfish!"

Chu Qing ignored him, turned around and whispered to Yanhui, "Miss Yanhui, I will take you to the church of water right now, please support me."

Yanhui smiled gratifiedly, and nodded lightly, Chu Qing felt that her breathing seemed to be getting shallower, and her heart was getting more and more confused.

Chu Qing bit her lower lip tightly, suppressed her emotions, and carefully helped Yanhui up.

When passing by Yaotian's side, his eyes were wide open, pain and despair flashed in his eyes, and finally tears flowed down drop by drop: "Sister Yanhui, sister Yanhui, what else can I do now? I, what am I? Can't do it either."

Chu Qing calmed down a bit, Yaotian finally understood and had to accept the fact.

"Then Yaotian, go find Tong Yi and Han Jiang and come to the Church of Water! The last thing we can do is to let Miss Yanhui go to the Church of Water safely."

Yaotian raised his weeping face, nodded indiscriminately, looked at Yanhui reluctantly, and stumbled out.

Chu Qing stared at his leaving figure, bit her lower lip to wipe away the tears in her eyes, on the surface she could still yell at Yaotian to do things, but in fact only she knew that her heart was already in a mess, as if only Instinct to do things.

The white wedding dress was dragged on the ground, and Chu Qing spent all her efforts to bring Yanhui out of the venue. She stood on the side of the road to catch her breath, and finally stopped the taxi and ran to the Church of Water.

Along the way, she kept cheering in Yanhui's ear, telling her that she was about to arrive at the church. I wondered if Chu Qing's cheering was effective, Yanhui's breath seemed to recover somewhat.

When Chu Qing walked into the church step by step with Yanhui's hand hooked on the back of her neck, she couldn't help being stunned by the sight in front of her.

The church is built next to a quiet lake. The whitewashed interior is small enough for dozens of people to sit at most. There is almost nothing inside except for wooden benches. The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows facing the lake have a cross standing on the water. And the beautiful scenery around it is reflected in the eyes of the visitors, and it feels like they have to melt into this piece of nature.

The moonlight poured in from the outside, clearly illuminating the quietly standing cross and the equally quiet trees and lakes behind. Chu Qing stared at the cross outside the floor-to-ceiling window in ecstasy, a sense of tranquility and solemnity filled her heart. For some reason, tears Gently looking down from the corner of her eyes, she murmured, "This is the Church of Water..."

"It's beautiful. Isn't it?"

Yanhui's sigh brought Chu Qing back to her senses from the scene in front of her. She hastily wiped away the tears on her face and put Yanhui on the chair in the front row, but she was unwilling to sit down. She still needed support just now. People can stand up with their own strength and walk slowly towards the floor-to-ceiling glass.

"Chu Qing, can you open the floor-to-ceiling windows?"

Chu Qing looked left and right, walked to the wall on the right, and pressed the button on it. The transparent French window slowly slid aside and opened, and the moon outside passed through the cross and covered Yanhui's body.

She was shrouded in the moonlight, and the wedding dress on her body was beautifully white. She stared at the cross outside with a happy smile on her face: "Chu Qing, do you know? This church is what women dream of. The wedding venue, I heard that under the witness of the holy cross, a woman and her beloved...will never be separated...and I..."

"And I'm finally here. Arin Alin"

Her breathing became more and more shallow, her voice was almost a whisper, her face turned blue, and she murmured her boyfriend's name.

The increasingly strong news of death shocked Chu Qing. When she turned her back to the cross and faced Chu Qing, her eyes seemed to have transcended life and death. , and the tangy fragrance of flowers and plants, these seemed to wrap around Yanhui, making it impossible for Chu Qing to walk forward.

The Water Church is so beautiful, and the smile on Yanhui's face is extremely sweet, but in Chu Qing's eyes, there is only Yanhui standing under the cross alone, waiting for the sad scene of her lover who will never come back.

Chu Qing could barely utter a word, she could only let the tears flow, even though she knew that she had to accept everything in front of her, but when it really came, her heart was still as uncomfortable as being scratched by a knife.

Yanhui rolled her eyes with difficulty, looked at Chu Qing and said, "Chu Qing, don't be like me, you must be happy and be the happiest bride in the world."

Yanhui's figure gradually overlapped with that of her younger sister Xiuyi, hearing the same blessing from her mouth, Chu Qing rushed over without thinking, hugged Yanhui tightly, and kept crying: "I don't want any happiness! If you have to die to get my happiness, I would rather not have it." With tears in her eyes, she looked at the cross pleadingly, it was still standing quietly in the water, as if seeing everything now, but it was powerless.

Yanhui's body gradually lost strength, she leaned on Chu Qing, whispered in her ear: "I feel very tired, I really want to sleep."

"No! Miss Yanhui, wait a little longer, at least wait to see Tong Yi and the others for the last time."

Chu Qing shouted at her anxiously, the tears she shed almost made her unable to see Yanhui's expression clearly, Yanhui's eyelids slowly drooped, and the soft smile on her lips grew bigger and bigger, she whispered: " I'm sorry Chu Qing, tell Tong Yi and the others that I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Alin."

She raised her hand in a certain direction, as if she was waiting for someone to hold her hand. Chu Qing stared blankly, but could only watch her hand pause and fall heavily from the air, onto her limp body. beside.

Chu Qing felt a chill in her heart. The person who fell into her arms still had that happy smile on her face, but her stiff limbs told Chu Qing that her soul was gone.

Chu Qing's heart was so painful that it was about to burst, and she only knew how to keep crying: "Miss Yanhui, Miss Yanhui"

Just when she didn't care and cried loudly, the wooden door slammed open, and Tong Yi and the others fell into the church. When they heard Chu Qing's cry, the expressions of the three of them changed.

Yaotian was the first to rush over, threw himself at Yanhui's side and hugged her tightly, also calling her name, the next moment the other two also ran over, surrounded her with tears streaming down their faces.

The night wind blew past the cross, and rushed in, and the gorgeous wedding dress was gently raised in the wind. Chu Qing, who was crying heartbrokenly, raised her blurry eyes and saw a pair of white butterflies perched on the cross, fluttering their wings and flying together Into the night sky, disappeared.