Chapter 690

Let the stylist and make-up artist do it all over her hair and face.

Everything is ready.

A luxurious wedding car team drove into the courtyard of Fangjia villa. In front of the hood of each car, there are pink rose flowers in the shape of a heart, and red ribbons are hung on the rearview mirror.

White Qinghao, dressed in a dark blue suit, walked into the villa hall with a red silk flower pinned to his chest.

More than 20 bodyguards stood majestically in two rows outside the door.

"Where's Xinxin?" Bai Qinghao asked.

"The young lady is upstairs." The housekeeper Zhao Cheng replied respectfully.

Bai Qinghao looked at the time on the wall clock and didn't urge him.

About ten minutes later, Fang Xinxin came down the stairs in her wedding dress.

She was wearing a pure white wedding dress, with a layer of light gauze covering her skirt, giving her a hazy beauty.

V-neck shoulder inlaid with uneven white lace, from the shoulder downward spiral embellishment of delicate embroidery rose, fiber waist, hanging skirt, beautiful face, make her look like the purest angel, elegant in a beautiful noble!

Bai Qinghao's eyes are full of amazement. Although he knows his wife's extraordinary beauty, he is still more shocked today.

Fang Shaohua, who has been here for a while, is sitting on the sofa in the living room. When he sees Xinxin coming downstairs, he stands up and his handsome face is also full of amazement!

Xinxin is really beautiful in her wedding dress!

Holiness is full of noble spirit, dazzling, almost people can't look away.

Shaohua bright lacquer and a bit of melancholy in the eyes flashed a wisp of loss. Unfortunately, the favorite woman married, but the groom is not him.

Bai Qinghao glances at the pain and loss in Fang Shaohua's eyes and reminds him in a cold voice, "Xinxin is destined to belong to me only!"

Fang Shaohua clenched his fists quietly, and there was an impulse that was on the verge of breaking out of control.

Bai Qinghao is not afraid of him. It's a big deal. Let people tie Fang Shaohua. Today, no one wants to make a fuss about his wedding!

Of course, Xinxin may be sad to do so.

It's better, Fang Shaohua knows the right way.

Bai Qinghao greets Fang Xinxin on the stairs and sincerely reaches out his hand, "Xinxin, you are so beautiful today!"

Fang Xinxin took a look at him. Today, he is wearing a very expensive dark blue suit with a white shirt and a dark blue tie. The texture of the dress is very drooping. The elegance in the nobility makes his tall body more magnificent and dignified!

In addition, his cold eyes, cold and resolute face, like the God of death, are hard to get close to. It's so cold that people want to scream.

"You are very handsome today!" There was a smile on her lips. Is such a noble man his bridegroom today? It's been a pleasure for ten years.

Together they walked up the steps to the living room. Fang Xinxin looked at the elder brother Fang Shaohua unexpectedly, "brother, I didn't say that you just go to the royal court to attend the wedding. Why did you come over here? "

Fang Shaohua, also in a formal suit, endured the pain of Sanskrit heart, with some pale smile marks on his face. "Today is my only sister's wedding. Of course, I will come to see you out of the cabinet."

Fang Xinxin's heart filled with a ray of moving, really want to jump into his brother's arms.

Bai Qinghao is too jealous. Forget it.

Her eyes filled with mist nodded, heavy tunnel, "thank you brother."

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