Chapter 1: A Wedding Without a Groom
's fair hand that was hanging by her pillow. 。All of them belong to him, he wouldn't allow her to moan softly under another man. 。Knock knock 。The knock on the door suddenly exploded. 。Rin, deeply..."Young Master Fu, haven't you arrived yet"
The person being asked shook their head and turned away.
There sat a woman in a pure white wedding dress. Her delicate, fair cheeks were as indifferent as water, devoid of any expression.
As if it were a conversation between two people, she didn't hear a word.
Her beautiful yet hollow eyes stared at the person in the mirror, wearing a pure white sleeveless wedding dress symbolizing love, revealing her alluring collarbone.
Her delicate makeup enhanced her already pure and beautiful features, making her appear even more radiant.
It should have been a joyous occasion, yet there wasn't a hint of a smile on her face. Instead, there was a numbness to her expression that betrayed a chilling coldness.
Today is the big day for Lin Jinran and Fu Mo Han's wedding.
But as the groom, Fu Mochen chose to skip this wedding to get revenge on her and humiliate her.
Lin Jinran's fair fingers tightened, clutching the pristine white wedding dress, creating wrinkles.
"Well, should this wedding continue or not" The pastor was truly at a loss.
How can a wedding be held without a groom
All eyes were on Lin Jinran, the bride of this wedding.
She looked up, gazing directly into the mirror. Her crimson lips parted slowly, "Proceed according to protocol."
South River.
At the Fushou Resort, a chapel specifically designed for weddings was packed.
Everyone eagerly awaited the wedding ceremony. The groom, Fu Mo-han, was the heir to the renowned Fu family of Nanjiang and the current CEO of the Fu Corporation.
However, everyone was also very curious and puzzled as to why there were no relatives of Fu Mo Han's parents or the bride's family at the wedding.
No one knew the reason, more rumors were that Fu Mo Han would hold two ceremonies, this was just one of them.
Some reporters, they're here to capture this wedding on camera, hoping to make the front page tomorrow.
During the discussion, the heavy wooden doors of the church creaked open slowly. Everyone fell silent and turned to look.
Taking phones out, cameras in hand, everyone's ready to capture this moment.
However, when they saw only a bride in a pure white wedding gown standing outside the gate, everyone still involuntarily questioned.
Where did Fu Shao go
Lin Jinran knew that all the gazes falling on her carried some kind of question.
Her hand holding the bouquet was slightly clenched, and she lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding everyone's gaze.
Once tomorrow passes, she can get the money to pay for her mother's medical treatment.
Even if it was a great shame, she had to persevere.
She lifted her foot and stepped onto the red carpet paved with flowers, walking slowly towards the pastor.
The multi-colored glazed tiles, bathed in sunlight, cast a vibrant glow onto the surrounding forest. The bride, adorned in pure white wedding gown, was now splashed with brilliant hues.
Everyone watched as she, alone, walked down the long aisle and finally stopped before the priest.
At this point, even the dumbest person in the room could figure out what was going on with this wedding.
The post was made by Fu Shao's wife, and she must certainly be his new bride. However, she is not the person Fu Shao loves.
The murmurs around him grew louder, increasingly laced with mockery.
Lin Jinran ignored the voice, or perhaps she had long since gotten used to it.
She just wants to end this wedding as soon as possible, get her money, and rush to the hospital.
She nodded at the priest, and the priest skipped over all other questions, going straight to the point. “Miss Lin Jinran, are you willing to marry Mr. Fu Mo寒 as your husband, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health”
"I'm willing." Lin Jinfan answered without any hesitation.
Before Lin Jinyan's words could even fade, another sharp voice rang out from the door, "Lin Jinyan, what qualifications do you have to marry Fu Mo寒!"
Everyone turned their attention to the source of the voice. At the entrance stood a richly dressed woman, about fifty years old and looking well-preserved, glaring angrily at Lin Jinran who was standing before the pastor.
Even without turning back, just by hearing the sound, Lin Jinran knew who it was.
She didn't want to argue today, gripping the bouquet tightly. Lin Jinran turned her body, watching the furious noblewoman stride over.
"Auntie, I today..."
Before she could finish her words, a black shadow flashed before her eyes, followed by a slap that landed heavily on her cheek.
A loud slap echoed through the church.
Lin Jinran's vision went black, and her legs gave way, causing her to stumble into the pastor's pulpit.
"Thud." A heavy blow to the ground, her arm landing with a sickening thud. Pain welled up in her eyes, tears streaming down her face.
"If it weren't for you, my daughter wouldn't be in a coma right now. You murderer! I'm telling you, don't think that marrying Fu Mo Han will allow you to escape legal punishment. As long as my daughter wakes up, I will send you to prison!"
The noblewoman shouted, completely disregarding her composure. She knew exactly who was present today, and she was determined to ruin Lin Jinyan, ensuring she would never be able to hold her head high again.
Lin Jinran's fingers clutched at her skirt tightly, and the delicate, white skin on her face quickly turned a bright crimson. The sight was truly shocking.
She lowered her head, and no one could see her expression at that moment.
Even if she explained it a thousand times, no one believed her. She had to explain again, “I didn’t push him…”
"Bah!" The noblewoman spat directly onto her pure white wedding dress, a symbol of love, and pointed at her again, furious. "If not you, then who You're just taking advantage because my Qiaochu isn't awake! You, the despicable one, climbed into Mr. Fu's bed, forcing him to marry you. Do you know why Mr. Fu didn't come He's with my Qiaochu now! Even if you marry Mr. Fu, don't even think about getting his love!"
Lin Jinran listened to the insults from the noblewoman, her fingers clenching tighter and tighter on the pure white wedding dress.
Everyone assumed she had climbed into Fu Mo Han's bed, but who knew that wasn't her wish either.
Kelei couldn't say anything because they had a relationship, and she married him to save her mother's life.
Even if this matter is criticized by thousands and everyone misunderstands her, she will have to bear it.
Surrounded by people offering comfort, the noblewoman looked at Lin Jinran's disheveled appearance and finally left with a triumphant air.
After the noblewoman left, the pastor motioned to help Lin Jinfan up. Lin Jinfan raised her hand and waved it away. She held onto the podium and stood up on her own.
The wedding continued, and even though she had lost everything, a glimmer of pride still remained in her.
After the commotion at the wedding, everyone attending looked at Lin Jinran with different eyes. However, seeing Fu Shao's assistant present, no one dared to leave early.
Lin Jinran remained upright, carrying on with this solitary wedding, one without a groom or well-wishers.
After the wedding, Lin Jinran ran out the door in her pristine white wedding dress, ignoring everyone at the wedding and what they thought of her. All she wanted to do was get to one place.
After she left, the assistant who had been in charge of filming all along put away the recording equipment, picked up a microphone beside him, and addressed the remaining guests, "Thank you all for attending Mr. Fu's wedding. To the reporters present, I hope that in your reports, there will be no content that shouldn't appear."
All the reporters present knew what shouldn't have been there.
Compared to vying for the headlines, they were more reluctant to offend the Fu family. Otherwise, life in Nanyang would be directly unmanageable.
Meanwhile, Lin Jinran was anxiously sitting in a taxi on the way to the hospital.
After the male assistant finished speaking, he took the recording device and strode out of the church. After getting into the car, he used his computer to transfer the footage to his phone and sent it out.
After everything is done, make a phone call together.
After a few seconds, a low and magnetic voice slowly came from the phone, "Speak."
"Boss, the wedding is finished and the video has been sent to your phone." The male assistant paused for a moment, slightly hesitant before speaking, "Mrs. Lin came over and caused a scene, slapping Mrs. X."
"Don't call her Mrs." The deep, magnetic voice on the phone suddenly dropped to an icy pitch.
After that, the phone was hung up.
Lin Jinran didn't know that the male assistant had sent the video to Fu MoHan. She appeared at the hospital in a wedding dress, and the red swelling on her pale cheeks from the slap attracted quite a bit of attention.
However, she didn't care about any of that. She went straight to her mother's attending physician's office as if it were old hat.
The attending physician saw Lin Jinyan walk in and immediately said, "Nuannuan, your mother's medical bills have been paid."
Hearing this, Lin Jinran's tightly strung nerves finally relaxed, and his vacant eyes regained their sparkle.
We're here, finally.
With money, mother can continue her treatment.
"Your face" The attending physician saw Lin Jinran wearing a wedding dress, her fair skin still bearing palm prints, and was somewhat surprised.
"I'm fine." Lin Jinran didn't want others to know about her situation, but was worried about her mother's, "How long will this money last"
"A month or two, you know your mother's condition, the medical expenses needed..." The attending physician wanted to say more, that is, let Lin Jinyu give up.
Her mother's illness was like a bottomless pit; throwing anything into it wouldn't necessarily change anything.
All the money in the world can only delay death.
He had told Lin Jinran about this a long time ago, but Lin Jinran still stubbornly and resolutely looked at the doctor, "No matter how much, I will raise it, you just need to give my mother the best medicine."
"Alright." The doctor ended up saying nothing, giving her a bottle of antiseptic when Lin Jin Dye left.
Lin Jinran walked along the long corridor, dragging her pure white wedding gown, and came to her mother's intensive care unit. She stood in front of the glass. Her fair hand lightly supported the glass, and a pair of glazed eyes lay on the bed, a person with tubes inserted into their body.
This person is her mother, the only relative who truly cares for her in this world.
"Mom, you need to wake up quickly. I still have so much to tell you."
She chuckled softly, her eyes gradually becoming moist.
As long as Mother is still alive, even if I can only lie here, everything she has done is worth it!
Lin Jinran didn't dare to stay for too long. She still had to return to Fu Residence, and perhaps Fu Mo'han would be back today.
The Fu Residence is located in the prime location of Nanjiang, a high-end residential complex developed and constructed by the Fu Group.
Those who can afford to live here are either incredibly wealthy or very influential. They all travel in luxury cars.
Here, only Fu Mo Han lived alone. He demanded that Lin Jin Ran also live here after marriage.
There were no buses passing by nearby, so Lin Jinran had to take a taxi back to Fu's residence. The taxi couldn't drive into Fu's residence.
She got off the car and paid at the entrance of Fu's mansion. She then needed to walk a short distance to reach the main building.
The summer sun blazed, Lin Jin dyeing the hem of her wedding dress, already stained with mud, stepped in high heels, staring at the scorching sun, she walked towards the main building alone.
The maid resting in the main building saw it, but no one went out to greet it.
They all knew that the young master didn't like this wife he had taken in, but because of the Fu family's tradition, a woman they touched had to be married, so he was forced to marry her.
As soon as Lin Ruochu wakes up from her coma, Lin Jinran will inevitably be kicked out.n through the curtain. Behind it was a corridor, on both sides of which were private rooms. Faintly, one could still hear voices coming from some of the rooms. 。The woman stopped at the third house by...