The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Seeing Song Meihua like this, she quickly reached out her hand, gently wiped away the tears on Song Meihua's cheek, and comforted her softly: "Aunt, don't worry, Song Xun treats me very well, don't worry."

As she spoke, bits and pieces of Song Xun unconsciously emerged in her mind, and a blush quietly crept up her cheeks again.

In this era, Western-style wedding dresses have not yet become widely popular, and most people still follow tradition and choose Chinese-style dresses when getting married.

However, this time Song Xun was particularly stubborn and insisted on wearing a Western-style wedding dress.

When he saw Wen Xiaorou slowly walking towards him accompanied by Wen Wensheng, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

In the world of cultivation, he had seen Rourou wearing a bright red wedding dress, but he had never seen Rourou walking towards him in a modern wedding dress as far as he could remember.

Until this moment, looking at Rourou, who was alive and walking towards him in a modern wedding dress, Chu Mo, the soul hidden under Song Xun's body, suddenly felt his eyes moist and hot tears burst out.

He did not hesitate to consume half of his own divine power and split into thousands of clones, just to wait for the arrival of gentleness in every world.

All the loneliness, desolation and pain I had experienced countless times were worth it at this moment.

"Fool." An ethereal and distant voice seemed to come from the sky above, and only Chu Mo could hear it.

"Who in this world is not a fool? Only fools can survive, otherwise there will be no fun in this world. Besides, you don't understand the feeling of being loved. I am willing to pursue it endlessly, just because she loves me." Chu Mo's eyes were so gentle that water could drip out. He stared at the lover in front of him, stretched out his hand, gently held Wen Xiaorou's soft hand, and silently expressed this deep affection in his heart.

Wen Xiaorou seemed to sense something and gently snuggled into Song Xun's arms, whispering in a voice only they could hear: "I've always wondered in my heart whether you are the Song Xun I know. Sometimes, you give me a strange yet familiar feeling, a feeling that I can't quite put my finger on. But every time I see you, my heart seems to come alive, so I'm willing to accompany you for the rest of my life."

Chu Mo gently kissed Wenrou's forehead and said softly, "Rou Rou, I will be with you not only for the rest of my life, but forever."

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Compared with Wen Xiaorou's happiness and sweetness, Wen Xiaoyu's situation seems much more miserable.

Since Grandpa Song returned to the capital, relying on the connections and prestige he had accumulated in the past, he has been running around and unraveling the mystery. Not only did he find solid evidence that the Huo family framed the Song family, he also followed the clues and dug out many shameful black materials of the Huo family.

For a time, the Huo family's position in the capital was precarious, like a broken ship in the wind and rain, which could capsize at any time.

Not long after, the Huo family completely collapsed, and the monkeys scattered. Huo Ting fled abroad with his family in a hurry, looking very miserable.

And Wen Xiaoyu, Huo Ting's girlfriend who used to be a pair with Huo Ting and had unlimited glory, instantly became an abandoned child.

Huo Ting had impure thoughts to begin with. When he was with Wen Xiaoyu, he was trying to take advantage of her "good luck halo".

But who would have thought that after the two fell in love, the Huo family not only failed to continue its past glory, but instead fell into numerous crises.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Huo Ting ruthlessly put Wen Xiaoyu behind his mind and fled alone.

Those big men who used to surround Wen Xiaoyu and flatter her changed their attitude instantly and kept their distance from her when they saw the Huo family fall and Wen Xiaoyu lost her backing.

She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, she would be dragged into this mess and get into trouble. Even Dr. Li, who once had a good relationship with her, quietly distanced himself from her and drew a clear line between them.

Song Xun was behind all of this, of course. Without making a sound, he subtly hinted to the various families that he had a grudge against Wen Xiaoyu.

In this case, in the circle of Beijing that values human relationships and family interests, who would dare to go against the Song family's wishes and continue to support Wen Xiaoyu?

Wen Xiaoyu, who once thrived in Beijing's social scene, is now alone, lonely and desolate.

Because Dr. Li no longer cared about Wen Xiaoyu, her life suddenly fell into a quagmire of embarrassment.

The days of spending money like water are gone forever. Her savings are quickly running out, and even the school tuition has become a huge stone weighing on her heart, making her frown but helpless.

To make matters worse, for some unknown reason, the good luck that once followed him like a shadow and made everyone envious has completely disappeared without a trace.

Now she has lost her halo and is just like everyone else, an ordinary girl who is worried about her livelihood.

Wen Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, trying to find a way out. She wanted to find a job to support herself, but in an era when jobs were assigned by the state, she had no connections or background, and she ran into obstacles everywhere, unable to find even a way out.

With nowhere else to go, a figure involuntarily emerged in her mind - her only relative in this capital, her sister Wen Xiaorou.

After hesitating for a long time, she still dragged her heavy feet and walked towards the place where Wen Xiaorou might appear.

However, when she saw Wen Xiaorou from afar, who was gently embraced by Song Xun, dressed in exquisite clothes, and with a face full of happiness, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and she could no longer move.

She looked at her sister who seemed to be living in the clouds, and felt mixed emotions.

Pride and unwillingness gnawed at her heart like poisonous snakes. She could not accept that her miserable appearance was exposed in front of Wen Xiaorou.

In the end, Wen Xiaoyu bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes reddened, but she forced herself to hold back her tears and turned away quietly.

She didn't have the courage to step forward, nor was she willing to face her sister, who might have been inferior to her in the past, in such a manner.

Just like that, Wen Xiaoyu left the capital dejectedly, returned to the rural area that she once despised, and returned to the Wen family.

Even though she was in dire straits at the moment, she was still wearing the high-end clothes that Huo Ting had given her in the past. That was her only remaining proof of her past glory.

When the Wen family saw Wen Xiaoyu returning home in glory, they were overjoyed, with greed flashing in their eyes. They began to treat her like a lucky star, asking about her well-being and showing great concern.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if she had just woken up from a dream. It was as if she had never been to the capital, and had never experienced the ups and downs, the overwhelming prosperity and desolation.

But fate did not let her go, after all, good luck was no longer on her side.

After living in the Wen family for a while, she was no longer able to bring back good things to surprise her family from time to time like she used to.

The faces of the Wen family members gradually became gloomy, the false enthusiasm faded, and disgust and dissatisfaction surged like a tide.