Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

Bai Yumo's smile faded away quietly, she remained silent as usual, remember?No, love has not forgotten, neither has hatred.

In the end, An Hanchen still said, "Yumo, I'm waiting for you."

Bai Yumo looked at An Hanchen's leaving back and sighed deeply.A year has passed, An Hanchen, do we still have to spend it year after year?
One day, while Bai Yumo was reading in the study, old man Bai came in.He seemed to have something important to say, and his face was a little dignified.

"Grandpa, what do you want to tell Mo'er?" Bai Yumo asked proactively.

"Mo'er, grandpa knows that you know what happened to your parents' car accident, and grandpa knows too."

It turned out that Mr. Bai was not reconciled, so he sent someone to investigate again.This time, without An Hanchen's mother's secret obstruction, Mr. Bai finally understood the truth.

"Grandpa..." Bai Yumo put down his book and looked at the old man, he was instantly filled with astonishment.

Afterwards, Bai Yumo's heart began to rise to her throat, and grandpa knew about it, so grandpa must want to take revenge on An Hanchen, but she only chose to divorce An Hanchen, but did not kill An Hanchen,
Grandpa, are you here to question me?
"Mo'er, grandpa knows your difficulties. When you divorced An Hanchen for no reason, I realized that something was wrong. I was thinking about you: you have your own choice in your own affairs, and grandpa didn't participate. But grandpa Now I understand, it turned out to be like this." Old Master Bai also seemed to think of his dead son, feeling very sad.

Bai Yumo walked towards Old Man Bai from his desk.

"Grandpa, Mo'er is sorry for you, Mo'er is sorry for Mom and Dad." Bai Yumo lowered her eyes.She knew that she would never kill An Hanchen, and she would never regard An Hanchen as a real enemy.

She squatted beside old man Bai's knee, her heart filled with sadness.

The old man Bai sighed, gently stroking Bai Yumo's hair with a pair of old hands, "Grandpa, I know your difficulties. Grandpa also knows the reason why you always avoid An Hanchen! It's also because you are old, and when you reach a certain age, some The matter is over. He continued: "Grandpa hopes that you and An Hanchen will be well in the future. "

"What?" Bai Yumo raised her eyes and looked at old man Bai in disbelief. What does grandpa mean, does he want me to give up my hatred and be with An Hanchen?

"Mo'er, your parents have left together, they will have a good time in heaven. Besides, all this is the fault of An Hanchen's mother Shen Zijun, An Hanchen is innocent. Grandpa is not an unreasonable person , Grandpa can be separated."

He could see An Hanchen's deep affection for Bai Yumo in the past year.He could see Bai Yumo's love for An Hanchen in the past year.He only has this one granddaughter, and everything is naturally for her granddaughter.As long as Bai Yumo is happy, nothing else matters.

"Grandpa..." Bai Yumo's cheek was pressed against Old Master Bai's knee, and tears flowed down her eyes.She understood old man Bai's pain.

As time goes by, some hatred should be let go, just like An Hanchen misunderstood his parents as murderers at the beginning, and finally let go of the hatred and be with himself.

Over the past year, An Hanchen's love has been present all the time.How could she turn a blind eye?

April 4th is finally the day when Xia Yu and Song Rongcheng get married

Bai Yumo was wearing a white dress, with delicate makeup painted on her face, sitting upright, looking up at the couple above.

Xia Yu in her wedding dress is really beautiful.

The host announced the vow, and she heard Song Jung-seong say "I do" without hesitation.Then, Xia Yu's face flushed with embarrassment, and she also said "I do".

really beautiful.

Before she knew it, someone sat next to her.

Patting her shoulder with her hand, she turned her head, and the sun poured down, reflecting the warm silhouette of the man in front of her.After a moment of astonishment, a beautiful pansy bloomed in her mouth.

"Han Chen."

"Rain foam."

On the stage, Xia Yu and Song Rongcheng exchanged rings, while off the stage, the distance between Bai Yumo and An Hanchen got closer and closer, inch by inch.She didn't say no.

Each other's eyes are full of love, longing and deep attachment.

After parting, the two had a silver thread hanging from the corner of their mouths, and they looked at each other and smiled.Without any more words, An Hanchen knew that Bai Yumo had let go, and when he knew this, he didn't have to stay under her window sill anymore.

On stage, the bride began throwing bouquets.

Xia Yu looked around, searched for a long time, and finally found Bai Yumo.She grabbed the master of ceremonies' microphone and shouted in Bai Yumo's direction: "Yumo, don't be dazed, pick up my bouquet."

Bai Yumo turned her head, and the wreath fell firmly into Bai Yumo's hands.This bouquet carried all the hard work of Xia Yu, who likes to play darts in entertainment venues, so the bouquet was quite accurate.

The tip of Bai Yumo's nose is covered with flowers, and people laugh like flowers.

Xia Yu continued to shout on stage, "Yumo, the person who receives the bouquet will be the next one to get married."

Under the stage, all the guests were looking at Bai Yumo

Bai Yumo said with a gentle smile.She said, "OK."

Then she turned her head to look at An Hanchen and asked, "An Han, sir, are you willing to marry me again?"

Counting this time, it should be the third time.Over and over again, this is to sever ongoing marriages and relationships.

He held her face in his affectionate eyes.The surrounding guests cheered.

On the stage, Song Rongcheng and Xia Yu smiled knowingly.

These two people can finally be together.

At the end of spring, the sun is shining and the weather is warming up.A year later, Bai Yumo separated from her previously weak body, and finally gained some flesh, her face radiant.

Walk on the boulevard.

Looking back, Bai Yumo bumped into a man's chest, and one hand was tightly held by the other.

She said in a coquettish tone, "You hurt my nose."

An Hanchen reached out and touched Bai Yumo's nose lightly, then scratched gently, with tenderness in his eyes, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"You're so kind. I'm packing things down there, and you're gone in the blink of an eye."

"You move too slowly, why blame me?" She retorted with a smile. "It doesn't make sense."

As soon as she finished speaking, her waist was tightened.An Hanchen was next to her, holding her waist with her big hand and said: "Okay, blame me." That big hand pinched her waist, frowning slightly. "Why haven't you gained weight yet?"

"Where, I gained five pounds in the past two months, and I was really afraid that I would turn into a big fat pig." Bai Yumo replied.

"It doesn't matter if you grow into a big fat pig, I like it. Besides, I'm also very clear about whether or not you've grown fat." An Hanchen said love words without blushing.

Suddenly, he whispered in Bai Yumo's ear: "I measure with my hands every night, have you gained weight, don't I know?"

These words made Bai Yumo blush, thinking that this was not a private matter between the two of them, but a public matter.She's not shy about stepping into the cracks if she's heard.

There was no sound, and the footsteps became hurried.