What's even more attractive is that the two little guys who look exactly the same are in front of them, and their hands are still cuffed.

Suddenly, the focus of the audience shifted to these two little guys.

When Beitang Yaori saw the two of them, he remembered that these two troublemaking little guys had been locked up under his order.

Leng Zhao walked over and took out the key and asked Lin Jue to unlock it, but he raised his hand in anger and refused confidently.

Regardless of the handcuffs in front of them, Lin Ao and Lin Jue had not seen Lin Nuanxi for five years.

The two of them had already been deeply attracted by the bride wearing a beautiful sari.

Even Lin Ao, who had a calm and calm temperament, had an extraordinarily throbbing look in his eyes at this moment, and even his breathing was trembling slightly.

Lin Jue could not restrain his impulse and ran towards the bride.

"Lin Nuanxi!"

Calling her by her name, Lin Jue threw herself into Lin Nuanxi's arms. The warm and soft embrace was the smell of mother!

Lin Jue took a deep and greedy breath, wanting to show off his son's proudest side to Lin Nuanxi like a little man, but he was so excited that he burst into tears.

If Lin Ao hadn't repeatedly reminded the words "Mom" stuck in his throat, "Now is not the time to say it," Lin Jue would have shouted it out without hesitation in the next second.

His mother was so close in front of him but he couldn't shout out, and Lin Jue didn't want to let go of this gentle embrace.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

This childish cry of sadness but joy made the hearts of everyone around them tremble!

Lin Ao suddenly turned around and turned his back to everyone. You could see that his small shoulders were trying their best to restrain their trembling.

When Julia looked at the two children in front of her, her emotions were even more intense than Beitang Xing's reaction.

There was a question mark in my mind.

"Leng Zhao, let them both go."

"yes."

Leng Zhao nodded, walked towards Lin Jue, took his little hand and unlocked the special handcuffs on his hand.

Instantly, Lin Jue cried even harder.

"Beitang Yao****, this bastard, how can he lock me and Lin Ao, wow, wow, wow—"

Tong Yan Wuji, the only person who dares to call his Beitang Yaori name so boldly is Lin Jue.

"Kid, why are you crying so hard?"

Vidya looked at the handsome little guy in her arms who was crying profusely. She knelt down and wiped the tears from his eyes with a smile.

But I'm sorry, Lin Jue can't understand Hindi.

In order not to make the people around him suspicious, Lin Jue cried even louder.

"It hurts so much. It hurts so much when that guy from Beitang Yaori locked me up. Look, my wrists are swollen! Wow, wow..."

"Well, it's really red."

Although neither mother nor son understood the language, Lin Nuanxi still felt very distressed when she saw Lin Jue's little red wrist.

Gently pulling Lin Jue over, Lin Nuanxi grabbed his little hand, rubbed it and blew gently to wipe away the tears on his face.

Lin Jue's heart felt more like being washed away by salt water, feeling happy and painful at the same time.

Mother--

"Woah woah woah......"

Simply, he turned around and cried louder in Lin Nuanxi's arms.

At a wedding, happy tears are essential. However, most of the guys who play this role have become Lin Jue.
Chapter completed!