The enthusiasm in Shi Xinling's heart was extinguished little by little by Fu Yuan's cold gaze, but her eyes were replaced by a crazy light, which was much scarier than the previous enthusiasm.

At the call of the emcee and amid the warm applause of the guests, Fu Yuan finally walked from behind the scenes to the stage.

The emcee probably received Shi Xinling's instructions in advance. He didn't ask Fu Yuan a single question and planned to directly invite Shi Xinling to the stage.

Unexpectedly, the guests started to make noises, demanding that Fu Yuan tell the love story between him and Shi Xinling.

Shi Xinling's heart was in her throat, especially when she found out that the person leading the heckles and wanting to hear the story was Zhao Zhao.

In the morning, this Zhao Zhao was still sarcastic to her. After she begged him several times, Zhao Zhao reluctantly agreed to help her wake Fu Yuan up. Now, Zhao Zhao is just like an ordinary guest attending the wedding, starting with deep blessings. Warm up.

During Shi Xinling's nervous explanation, and as more and more guests joined in the booing, Fu Yuan finally took the microphone handed over by the emcee.

His hand squeezed the microphone very hard, and the joints were as distinct as the bamboo joints that had been uncoated in spring. Each joint was very distinct and beautiful.

When the atmosphere reached its climax, Fu Yuan's voice finally rang out, "Hello everyone, I am Fu Yuan. Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to the Hyatt Regency Hotel."

Shi Xinling's heart felt like it was being squeezed together by a huge hand. She wanted to rush up and ask Fu Yuan why he didn't say "Thank you everyone for coming to my wedding." But she was afraid that her dream wedding would be ruined by herself. Yes, so she endured it.

During this gap, Fu Yuan's voice sounded again, "Since everyone wants to hear about what happened between me and Cyndi, and since today is a rare opportunity, I will tell you about it."

"When Shi Xinling and I met, we were still wearing diapers. For a long time, I always thought she was a boy. We went from kindergarten to elementary school, junior high school, and high school together..."

Fu Yuan's chatterbox had completely opened up. He began to talk about his junior high school and high school events. Many of the stories he told did not include Shi Xinling, but he seemed not to notice and continued to tell them in an orderly manner.

At first, Shi Xinling hid behind the curtain and listened to Fu Yuan talk about their childhood. She was happy. She thought Fu Yuan would never want to mention their past, but she didn't expect that he would be willing and remember the past so clearly.

But five minutes passed, and Fu Yuan continued to talk, talking about how he took Shi Xinling and Wu Rou to climb a tree and dig out bird eggs.

Ten minutes passed, and Fu Yuan continued to talk. He was talking about how he and his classmates jumped over the courtyard wall to skip classes and ran out to play games. At the end, he joked that even if he skipped classes, he was still the first in the grade.

Shi Xinling stared at Fu Yuan for half an hour with starry eyes. At this time, Fu Yuan was talking about how he almost blew up the laboratory when he was doing experiments in high school. Shi Xinling was not in this story.

She finally felt something was wrong, and belatedly realized that because Fu Yuan was talking on the stage, the auspicious time for her to spend a lot of money to find Mr. Yin Yang had passed.

Knowing that Fu Yuan was stalling for time, all the lingering thoughts in Shi Xinling's heart disappeared, replaced by anger. She looked at the emcee, her reproach was obvious.

The emcee on the stage was much more anxious than Shi Xinling. He had been the backdrop for half an hour, and the initiative was completely controlled by Fu Yuan. He was now as embarrassed as he wanted.

However, he could not interrupt several times. Even if he did, Fu Yuan would change the topic lightly and take the initiative again.

The guests in the audience listened with great interest to Fu Yuan's story about his youth. Many people even expected Fu Yuan to tell it for a while. After all, Fu Yuan was considered a legend in Shucheng.

But while Fu Yuan was talking, he suddenly lost his voice. People in the audience saw his mouth opening and closing, but they couldn't hear any sound, as if he was watching a silent movie.

Fu Yuan immediately noticed the abnormality a few seconds later. At this time, a waiter brought a new microphone to the emcee.

The emcee calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then returned to his usual warm tone and said, "Thank you to the groom for sharing the story between him and the bride with us. It is really touching to hear it. Now we use The bride is welcomed with warm applause."

The moment he lost the microphone, Fu Yuan returned to his expressionless look. He stood there as a backdrop, as if the wedding had nothing to do with him.

Sweet music started playing, and it took everyone a while to realize that it was Shi Xinling's singing. Everyone looked up following the sound and found Shi Xinling standing above them in a long wedding dress.

This is actually not accurate. She was standing on a long swing. As the swing floated, her skirt also floated. With her exquisite makeup, she looked like an angel who was about to fall into the world. Just as wonderful.

Some people below began to sigh that she was beautiful, that she sang well, and that the way she appeared was like a fairy.

Shi Xinling felt proud in his heart, but deliberately showed more calmness on his face. The swing was floating in the sky above the hall while descending.

When the song ended, the swing was ready to land next to Fu Yuan.

Shi Xinling slowly got off the swing. I don't know if she stepped on the hem of her skirt, but she stumbled and fell directly towards Fu Yuan.

Many people were frightened by this scene. If Fu Yuan had not supported Shi Xinling, she would have fallen directly from a high platform of more than one meter.

At the critical moment, Fu Yuan calmly stretched out his hand, and his sleeve-length fingers fell on Shi Xinling's arm, and with a gentle pull, she stopped her forward motion.

Originally, Shi Xinling could have relied on Fu Yuan's strength to stand still, but she leaned on Fu Yuan's shoulder as if she had no bones.

Fu Yuan instinctively wanted to retreat, but Shi Xinling was well prepared. She grabbed Fu Yuan's arm. At the same time, she leaned into Fu Yuan's ear and said, "Su Wuwei has fallen into my hands. If you want to miss your parents, If you and she are safe and sound, you’d better cooperate with me now.”

"What?" Fu Yuan was startled and instinctively backed away. This time Shi Xinling was not prepared in advance. Fortunately, Fu Yuan only took a step back and held her firmly.

After Shi Xinling stood still, she curved her mouth in a cruel arc and said, "I have sent the photo to your mobile phone. If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself."

In front of all the guests, at his wedding, Fu Yuan took out his mobile phone and looked at it carefully.

This is a simple video. Su Wuwei was held on Dai Si's shoulders. She tried hard to struggle but to no avail. Not far away, Fu Ziheng was lying motionless on the ground, and Geng Cai'er was crying beside her.

Fu Yuan's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and he lowered his voice and shouted, "Shi Xinling, what do you want?"