Chapter 989: Chapter 989: All of You, Get Out! Chapter 989: Chapter 989: All of You, Get Out! He was silent for a few minutes before speaking softly, “Inform Jiang Jinchen of Ning Yanan’s identity, also, send this over to him.”
Dan Hanjie pointed to the pregnancy test stick that had not been opened at all.
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Fico City.
The grand wedding of the Jiang Family was set in a Gothic church in the suburbs.
The church, infused with the aura of antiquity, had a red carpet stretching from the entrance to the inside.
Champagne roses flown in from abroad adorned the stone columns on both sides, making the entire venue stunningly beautiful.
The Jiang Family’s wedding site was open to only a select few dia, but from early in the morning, a vast number of dia gathered outside the venue.
They held up their caras, ready to docunt this wedding of the century.
Jiang Jinchen’s handso figure leaned against the church’s second-floor balcony, a cigarette in hand, slowly exhaling smoke, watching the bustling scene outside the church, his gaze vacant, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
At his feet lay nurous cigarette butts.
Looking at the huge wedding photo at the entrance of the church, his handso face was shrouded in a grim chill.
The wedding of the century…
Once, he had thought of giving a woman the wedding of the century.
He wanted to give her the best life, to have a bunch of kids…
“Mr. Jinchen, it’s ti to change into the wedding attire,” a servant by Jiang Jinchen’s side reminded him respectfully.
…
Startled from his reverie, Jiang Jinchen’s expression was unpleasant, scaring the servant into not daring to lift his head.
“The chief is urging you, and if Mr. Jinchen doesn’t co down soon, the chief might send soone up to fetch you,” the servant said, steeling himself when Jiang Jinchen did not move.
“He seems very concerned about my marriage,” Jiang Jinchen snorted coldly, turned, and walked down the stairs directly into the dressing room.
As soon as he ca down, the servant hurried over.
He picked up the wedding attire, intending to help him change, but Jiang Jinchen grabbed the garnt and went into the dressing room by himself.
The white tailcoat suit sketched his tall figure with extraordinary elegance.
With his collar slightly open, Jiang Jinchen slowly fastened the buttons on his cuffs.
His handso face bore no excess expressions.
The makeup artist quickly stepped forward with the prepared bowtie, fastened his buttons for him, and tied the tie.
Just as she was about to arrange his hair, her hand was seized by Jiang Jinchen and pushed aside forcefully.
“I’ve already changed into the wedding attire. Everyone, get out,” he demanded.
“Mr. Jinchen, there’s bound to be dia present today, so it’s better to wear so makeup for your once-in-a-lifeti event,” the makeup artist suggested with a smile.
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Jinchen glared fiercely at her, silencing her imdiately.
“I’ll say it one more ti, everyone get out!”
Jiang Jinchen roared angrily, raising his hand to sweep everything off the table onto the floor.
Makeup cases scattered, powder flew, sending up a cloud of dust.
Jiang Jinchen kicked over the chair at his feet.
“Yes, sir.”
The people in the room scrambled out in an instant, not daring to look back.
Jiang Jinchen stood alone in the vast dressing room, looking at the wedding photos around him, his chest feeling as if it was squeezed tight, frustration with no outlet.
He rushed forward, destroying all the wedding banners and photographs.
Pieces lay scattered on the floor; Jiang Jinchen trampled them underfoot, a mad laughter escaping his lips.
As he laughed, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes…
“Ning Yanan—”
“Ning Yanan—”
“Ning Yanan…”
He called her na countless tis, the man’s roars desperate, like a beast trapped in utter despair.
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