Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

The wedding is drawing to a close.

Nie Canghao's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he always felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

He turned around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.

But as the number one shadower of Dark Island, an instinctive vigilance has long been carved into his bones.

"Long Jun!" Nie Canghao called out in a low voice.

Long Jun, who was dressed as the best man, immediately approached, "Young Master Nie, do you have an order?"

"I feel something is wrong here." Nie Canghao lowered his voice and ordered: "You immediately send someone to check if there is any sneak-camera equipment that slipped through the net..."

When Long Jun left, Bai Ling leaned over and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Nie Canghao comforted her: "It's okay."

"Since it's all right, why did you ask Long Jun to investigate?" Bai Ling asked in confusion.

Nie Canghao pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "I feel like someone is peeping."

"How is it possible..." Bai Ling was startled, and she also raised her head to look around.

Nie Canghao resisted the urge to push her away, and waited for a few minutes like a thorn in his back.

Just when he secretly decided that if Long Jun's pig didn't roll over, and he was going to kick him later, he finally saw Long Jun bringing a young boy over.

"Young Master Nie, I will lead someone to supervise the wedding hall. Every corner has been inspected with the most advanced equipment, and there is absolutely no problem." The young man replied firmly.

"Xiao Jiu." Nie Canghao relaxed a little when he saw the young man's familiar face.

The Shadowmen who also came from Dark Island, the possibility of being bribed is extremely slim.

"Xiao Jiu is a hacker genius, no one can play tricks under his nose!" Long Jun has no doubts about Xiao Jiu's ability to control electronic equipment.

"Yeah," Nie Canghao nodded slightly, wondering if he secretly held the wedding with Bai Ling without telling An Ran, and he was nervous due to a guilty conscience?

When Xiao Jiu stepped back, Bai Ling's skinny and slender hands tightly grasped his big hand again. "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Nie Canghao felt uncomfortable for a while, but he endured and did not shake her off.

After all, this moment is the wedding he specially prepared for her, and he doesn't want to leave unpleasant memories for her.

Nie Canghao raised his wrist to look at his watch, and felt a shock again.

Still not right!

He chose to trust his intuition, there must be something wrong!

The wedding hall turned on the light show, the music played, and the guests danced in pairs.

According to the procedure, the wedding will be successfully concluded after the dance music.

These guests are all extras from other places hired by Nie Canghao. After attending the wedding, they will be sent back to their original places immediately, and there will never be any chance to leak any news about the wedding.

Everyone present, except Nie Canghao himself, had no right to bring in any electronic equipment.

But he still felt an uncontrollable irritability hit his heart, as if one of the most precious things had been stolen...

He wanted to turn around and let Long Jun inquire about An Ran's situation, but Bai Ling still held onto him tightly.

Amidst the grotesque lights changing, he even felt that the skinny and slender hand clutching him was like a skeleton's claws grabbing him...

He closed his eyes slightly, trying his best to get rid of this ridiculous thought.

Bai Ling was seriously ill all the year round, which made her sick and haggard. He shouldn't dislike her.

Nie Canghao felt that the light here was a bit dazzling, so he raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows.

The brilliance flowed, reflecting the men's wedding ring in his hand, and the diamonds were shining brightly.

Not knowing where the idea came from, he suddenly had doubts about this ring.

Bai Ling hoped to leave wedding videos and photos, and even secretly slipped a miniature camera to Zhu Hong.

Will she be hiding tricks in the wedding ring?

Nie Canghao only felt that the irritability in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer think calmly.

Under Bai Ling's surprised gaze, he actually took off the wedding ring.

"Long Jun, bring the magnifying glass!" Nie Canghao wanted to check it himself.

He must find out what is wrong.

Star hotels, suites.

An Ran has calmed down.

She was pale and trembling slightly.

Only then did she understand Ah Hao's foresight—fortunately, she had been injected with a miscarriage injection in advance!

Witnessing how Nie Canghao and Bai Ling entered the wedding hall, she was completely heartbroken.

She finally understood how ridiculous those self-deceiving fantasies were.

I thought that even if he didn't love her, at least they had been married for nearly four years, and they were somewhat in love with each other!

Unfortunately, everything is just wishful thinking on her part.

"There is not much time for you to be sad." Ah Hao's indifferent voice came over, interrupting her sadness. "We must leave as soon as possible!"

An Ran laughed miserably and silently: It turns out that even being sad has become a luxury at this moment.

Ah Hao opened the closet, took out a thick long down jacket and helped her put it on.

"Let's go." He carried the small suitcase in one hand, and held An Ran's hand in the other.

As soon as she took a step, An Ran saved something again.

"Wait..." She struggled slightly and said to him, "I want to bring something."

Ahao had no choice but to let go of her, and said in a gentle voice: "Try to move as fast as possible, he'll be right back!"

Church, wedding venue.

Under Bai Ling's sad gaze, Nie Canghao carefully checked the wedding ring with a magnifying glass - there was no problem!

He felt that he must be dizzy to do such a rash thing.

Bai Ling's face was covered with tulle, and she couldn't see whether she was crying, but she was indeed very sad. "Mo Gui, you don't believe me..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm very irritable." Nie Canghao apologized to Bai Ling, and then he did something that left her dumbfounded.

"Sorry, I need to leave for a while!" After saying that, before Bai Ling could speak, he left in a flash.

With his skill, Bai Ling couldn't catch him when he decided to leave.

Bai Ling stood alone in the wedding hall, feeling like a clown thrown on the stage alone.

Nie Canghao got his mobile phone.

When turning it on, his usually steady fingers trembled slightly.

Long Jun stood beside him, staring dumbfounded at his series of bewildering behaviors.

Nie Canghao dialed Yan Liang's number after turning on the phone, but the other party's phone couldn't be connected.

"There is no communication signal in the wedding hall!" Long Jun finally couldn't bear it and reminded him from the side.

Nie Canghao was stunned for half a second, but he quickly came to his senses.

"No, my phone has a signal!" He stared at his phone.

Long Jun was stunned, a little surprised: "How is it possible? Xiao Jiu was in charge of shielding the communication signals of the audience. Before the wedding was over, he ended this task without authorization? I'll call him over to ask..."

"Xiao-jiu!" Nie Canghao subconsciously tightened his hand, and the phone broke and deformed in his hand.

The splinters dug into his palm without him noticing.

He realized that he might have made an unforgivable mistake—Xiao Jiu, 009!

009 and Ah Hao are students of the same class of An Dao, and they have a close relationship!

Nie Canghao is not even very familiar with 009. 009 was single-handedly selected by Ah Hao, and he is Ah Hao's confidant!

In the years since he returned to the imperial capital, except for Cheetah, which was in charge of Long Jun, almost all of Nie Canghao's cronies were single-handedly selected and arranged by Ahao.

His confidant is also A Hao's confidant!

"What's the situation? Little Jiu is missing!" Long Jun sensed that something was wrong, and without Nie Canghao's orders, he immediately ordered: "Search quickly, and bring that kid back!"

Nie Canghao wiped the sweat from his forehead, without saying a word, he rushed out of the wedding hall.

He rode on a motorcycle and galloped towards the hotel where An Ran was staying at the fastest speed.