As for what Su Wuwei said about investigating foreign markets, Fu Yuan knew that this was an excuse that she did not want to worry about. Of course, he did not rule out that she really planned to explore foreign markets.

But no matter what the reason was, it was impossible for him to do nothing and just wait for her return at home.

Fu Yuan's eyes suddenly became serious. When his parents' whereabouts were a mystery, he could not find records of his parents going abroad, so he concluded that his parents were still in China; but Su Wuwei's travel records were not difficult to check.

If, as he suspected, Su Wuwei went abroad for his parents, it would be even less possible for him to stand by.

Fu Yuan's mobile phone screen lit up again. He made several calls and sent a long series of text messages. About an hour later, his mobile phone screen went dark again.

…

Spring is the rainy season in Shucheng. It rains for about four days in a week, and most of the other three days are cloudy. It is good for the sun to show its face for half a day every day.

Even if the clothes are hung up for a week, you will still smell a lingering musty smell when wearing them; even the quilt on the bed is wet, and the pillows are prone to mold.

The only advantage is that the air humidity is very high, and you can feel your cheeks being moisturized without using a moisturizing spray.

A blue Maserati was parked on the side of the road. The wipers were swiping wildly on the windshield, but the rain still blocked the view.

The windows on the car doors were washed away by the dripping rainwater into rivers one after another, meandering like earthworms, merging with each other, and then washed away by new rainwaters.

The raindrops swallowed each other up and merged, falling to the ground together, and finally disappeared completely.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a smartly dressed woman. Her waist-length curly hair was tied back casually. Her long eyelashes were brushing like two brushes. Under the eyelashes were two black pearl-like pupils. There was a sad light flowing inside.

As far as the eye can see is a church. The design of the dome makes the place full of exotic style. The cross and circular clock on it are majestic in the rain.

There are many big trees around the church, and the shortest tree is nearly three stories high. The church looks even more mysterious under the cover of such big trees.

There seems to be the sound of prayer in the air, and you can vaguely hear cheerful music playing.

The woman's hands clenched and unclenched, and finally clenched again.

She recalled the previous scenes in her mind. She clearly remembered their engagement ceremony. She rushed in and tried to stop it, but in the end she could only watch as he put the ring on her finger.

Now that it's time to get married, should she stop it?

If you go to stop it, what should you do if you are embarrassed again?

She doesn't care, but can she shame her parents again without any scruples?

Tears began to gather in her eyes, but she held them back. Since she was still crying, she should try again. Maybe the ending would be different this time.

After making a decision in her heart, the tears disappeared from her eyes. She opened the car door and rushed out regardless of the pouring rain outside, aiming for the church.

The closer you get to that place, the clearer the sounds of prayers and music are, mixed with voices. From those sounds, you can tell what kind of laughter and joy are inside.

The woman's footsteps paused, and there was hesitation in her eyes, but when she thought of so many beautiful memories of them, she still raised her hand and pushed open the heavy door in front of her.

"I object!"

When she pushed the door open, she shouted this sentence with all her strength. Just as she spoke, the sweat on her forehead slowly slid down her cheeks. She didn't need to think about it to know how embarrassed she was at this time. .

A church away, there were three people standing at the far end, the priest, him in a suit, and her in a wedding dress, with corsages on their chests.

The woman's eyelashes were full of tears. She should not be able to see clearly the words written on their corsages, but at this time she could clearly see the words groom on his corsage and the bride on hers.

There were rows of benches on both sides of the long road from the woman to them. At this time, these benches were all filled with people.

The moment the woman opened the door, all eyes in the church fell on the woman, including many familiar faces of the women.

But at this time, the woman didn't care about all the eyes. She just opened her eyes, which were a little sore from the rain, and tried to keep calm.

The priest's melodious voice rang out, "Miss, may I ask why you object?"

This is an inevitable part of church weddings. During the ceremony, the priest will ask if anyone objects to the union of the two couples.

Most of the time, this kind of inquiry is just a process. Those attending the wedding are all relatives and friends of the two couples. Everyone comes with a blessing attitude, and there is basically no objection.

Knowing that the critical moment had come, the woman raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face. She tried to stay calm and said, "Because the groom loves me and I love him, we should get married."

Everyone was shocked. The originally quiet church suddenly became lively. Everyone was discussing in twos and threes, and the eyes they looked at the woman were even more complicated.

Vaguely, the woman also heard someone discussing his parents. Her body, which was already cold from the rain, became shaky, as if she would collapse at any time.

Suddenly a warm hand held her shoulders. To the woman, these arms were like an umbrella in the storm. Even if they could not protect her from the wind and rain, they could still give her some comfort.

Then there was a comfort, "Xiaowei, you can't stop them, you should go back first, I will accompany you."

Su Wuwei turned around and looked around. Standing next to her was the groom Fu Yuan's sister Wu Rou, her sister-in-law Wu Rou, and her good friend Wu Rou.

She shook her head slowly, "No, Xiaorou, you don't know, I have to come."

When she said this, the tears that the woman had held back for so long finally fell slowly. In fact, she didn't want to cry, but she really couldn't control her tears when facing Wu Rou's sincere eyes.

Fortunately, she rushed in despite the wind and rain. Although she was far away, the wind and rain were too strong and she was already in a mess. Therefore, her tears might look more like rain to others.

She stubbornly wiped away her tears, then still looked forward, her eyes just meeting today's male protagonist Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he could vaguely see the rolling black wind and waves. The white shirt and black suit looked so decent on him.

Just listen to his deep voice, "Wu Rou, take her back first."