The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli lowered her head to look at her fiery red wedding dress, then glanced at the ancient and elegant buildings around her. For the first time in her life, she had a suicidal urge, "Transmigrating... could it be transmigration Damn it, I'm a staunch materialist and a successor of socialism! So many people want to transmigrate, don't let me transmigrate!",The people kneeling outside looked at each other in astonishment. This...was it possible,Sun Dazhu swallowed hard, and Gu Lanxi only then realized something was wrong. She pushed Sun Dazhu and the others out, and she herself turned her head to avoid looking directly at him.。