Kapitel 1217: You Can't Marry That Woman Again

The light in the church dimmed.

Elegant piano music rang out and the children in the choir began to sing the wedding march.

A man's tall figure slowly walked to the priest's side from the side of the church.

The guests couldn't help but look at the bed.

The woman on the bed had her eyes closed peacefully. There was no pain on her face, as if she had really fallen asleep.

She had an oxygen mask on her face and a device on her head. She was covered in tubes, but the guests could still see her defined facial features and long eyelashes.

She was wearing her original wedding gown, and the long skirt hung down from the bed.

The whiteness on the hospital bed seemed to have fused with the church.

The Qiao couple was also looking at Rong Xuelong.

Seeing that arrogant woman become like this, the couple looked smug.

Qiao Xing'er, who had been unable to raise her head because of her reputation, felt much better when she saw this.