The 99th Divorce

Chapter 642: Dear Mrs. Li, Please Apologize

"Yi Han ..." Su Qianci felt uncomfortable, turned around and looked at him.

Just as Su Qianci turned around, Lu Yihan looked at her holding a large bouquet of lilies and various flowers in her arms, her eyes deep.

Then, he looked up at the dense and flaming sea of ​​flowers.

The dense roses are divided into two sides with a long path in the middle.

Suddenly, the girls around screamed wildly, shouting, "What is that?"

"Ah, the latest robot in the world, who is this, such a big hand!"

"incredible!"

...

A robot's body came straight, with a string tied around his waist.

A red roller was worn on the line. When the robot was walking, the roller was pulled and a layer of red was spread on the ground.

Su Qianci saw, slightly startled, looking at Lu Yihan.

Lu Yihan did not speak, and also looked at the little robot.

The little robot didn't walk fast. He walked to Su Qianci's side ten minutes later. The red carpet on the roller was just finished. It fell to the ground and became a long red carpet trail.

The little robot came up and bowed to Su Qianci. The mechanical voice rang and said, "Dear Mrs. Li, everything is ready. Please accept my apologies."

The robot's voice fell, and his stomach popped out of a small lattice.

A small paw grabbed a red velvet box and handed it out.

Su Qianci held the flower and freed a hand to take the red velvet box.

Open, inside is a pendant, beautiful platinum inlaid with shining ruby, this is a ... swan.

Su Qianci saw that his pupils shrank sharply, subconsciously reaching for the swan necklace on his neck, and his heart accelerated rapidly.

The little robot also checked out the inside, took out a large piece of paper, and handed it to Su Qianci, saying, "Dear Mrs. Li, please apologize for accepting me."

On the paper, the bold and powerful fonts were striking.

There is not much content, only four words: I am back.

Tears did not know when to gather together, the big drops of beans fell on the paper at once, dimming the pen on the corner.

The crowd exclaimed without warning, shouting, "God, who is that!"

"Good eyes! I must have seen it somewhere!"

"Isn't that ... who?"

Hearing the sounds around, Su Qianci suddenly raised his head and looked at the end of the red carpet.

It is noon, 24 hours a day, when the sun is at its maximum.

The blazing blazing light enveloped a tall and long figure, and came step by step against the light.

Su Qianci's eyes were blurred, and the intense light made her tears deeper.

He wore a straight-fitting suit, tall and slender, but straight and upright, and every step of the way seemed to bring out the light.

The face did not have a big expression, but the facial features were exquisite, the edges were sharp, the jaw lines were tight, and a pair of deep and cold eyes, with unspeakable softness, walked slowly forward.

Holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, it was as bright as fire and bright red, which made his unusually fair and clean skin even more fresh and young.

Su Qianci looked at him, tears bursting out of his eyes, uncontrollably.

Almost subconsciously, Su Qianci walked in his direction.

"Isn't this ... Li Sicheng!" The crowd cried out in a loud voice.