The bride stood on the steps, holding a bouquet with her back to everyone. The steps were very lively. Girls were vying to get a good position, hoping to be lucky enough to grab the bouquet and become the next happy bride.
Yao Wenya looked back at the nervous girls, smiled mischievously, and then vigorously threw the bouquet out, hearing screams from behind.
"Ah -" Fan Qiaoqiao turned pale with fright, and the bouquet was thrown straight at him, but he stopped before his eyes and was firmly grasped by a big hand.
Just when everyone looked at the man who caught the bouquet in surprise, he actually knelt on one knee in front of the pregnant woman.
"Marry me Qiaoqiao, marry me! I love you!" Yao Wenjie held up the bouquet and put on what he thought was the most charming smile, waiting for Qiaoqiao to excitedly take the bouquet and give himself a hug, but the woman
There were tears in his eyes but there was no other reaction.
"Marry! Marry! Marry! Marry..." Everyone clapped their hands and shouted together to cheer them up.
"Marry me Qiaoqiao!" Yao Wenjie started to get a little nervous. What is Qiaoqiao obsessed with? The child will be born in a few days. Is it possible that she still won't get married at this time?
Fan Qiaoqiao looked at the bouquet. The delicate petals were so cute, but they were not hers after all...
"Qiao Qiao..."
"Marry! Marry! Marry..." Everyone continued to clap and cheer, as if the wedding had suddenly changed to the main character. At this moment, the bride and groom had already gone to change their dresses, and there would be a dance next.
At night, with the bright moon hanging high and the gentle breeze blowing, it should have been quiet, but the entire Lingxiao Villa was decorated with various colorful lights, making it lively and colorful.
The dance party in Ling Lie's manor has just kicked off, and the bride and groom are dancing the opening dance with the blessings of everyone in the audience.
The burgundy evening dress wrapped the bride's graceful body in an exquisite way, especially the happy smile on her face that dazzled everyone. She was undoubtedly the focus of the entire scene.
"How do you know how to design clothes?" Yao Wenya swung around and punched twice before falling back into Ling Lie's arms. She raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck and asked Ling Lie with a happy look on her face.
"For you, I can do anything! I just imagined your appearance in my mind and then drew a rough outline. If the designer makes it different from what I thought, I will ask him to change it..."
"Pfft..." Yao Wenya almost threw out in an unladylike manner, wondering which unlucky designer could be so miserable.
"Don't like it?" Ling Lie asked nervously.
"I like it. As long as it's from you, I like it!"
Yao Wenya stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Ling Lie on the lips. At this moment, the dance ended, and Ling Lie hugged Yao Wenya tightly to prevent her from pulling away and deepened the kiss.
Amid the flashing lights and the cheers of the crowd, Yao Wenya shyly put her face on Ling Lie's neck and started the second dance.
Piwellen hesitated again and again, then stretched out his hand in front of An Junnuo.
An Junnuo looked up and saw no reaction from him.
Piveren raised his chin toward the dance floor, and then waited for Anjuno to put his hand on his. The current dance music had been played at their wedding, and the scene at that time was still vivid in his mind.
An Junnuo still looked up at him, but did not reach out her hand. She didn't believe that this guy would continue to pretend like this. He had obviously shown good intentions, but couldn't he do better?
"Don't you want me to kneel down and ask you to dance?" Piwellen's tone became dissatisfied unconsciously.
"No need!" An Junnuo dropped the two words, turned around and walked quickly towards Xie Wuhen, who was talking to someone not far away.
"Hey, wife—" Before Pi Weilun could follow him, An Junnuo had already dragged Xie Wuhen onto the dance floor. He could only dance here. Fortunately, today was Ling Lie's wedding, so he had to give him some face.
It's better not to cause trouble.
Xiao Xiang'er was sitting alone in the corner with a glass of cocktail in a daze. She was a little disappointed. Her best sister was married, and her love might not have such a result... Think about it, it was just a sad unrequited love.
, it can’t be called love at all!
"Guess who I am?"
Suddenly his eyes were covered by a pair of big hands. Xiao Xiang'er was shocked and couldn't believe it.
"Luochuan? Why are you here?" Xiao Xiang'er pulled off his hands and turned around quickly to meet a pair of bright eyes, his eyes shining with excitement. "What's the good thing?"
"I'm here to accompany you. I know you're all alone!" Luo Chuan put his arm around Xiao Xiang'er's shoulders and sat down next to her, holding her hand and taking a sip of the wine in her glass.
"You're crazy!" Xiao Xiang'er looked around nervously, "Don't you know your identity? There are so many media here..."
"Shh!" Luo Chuan made a silent gesture and then put his head next to Xiao Xiang'er's ear, "I'm not here to compete with President Ling for tomorrow's front page headlines, but it's not impossible to have a small page!"
"you……"
"Shh-" Luo Chuan pressed his index finger on Xiao Xiang'er's lips and rubbed it softly and ambiguously, "Tomorrow's last scene... I'm looking forward to it!"
Xiao Xiang'er swallowed his saliva and felt nervous, and wanted to avoid it, but he knew that he was just seizing the opportunity to help her in the scene. Tomorrow is a kissing scene, which is really difficult for a newcomer who is not a professional in acting.
! Fortunately, it was Luo Chuan who was opposite her, so there was no need to be too nervous... He just said that he would be on a small page... Could it be that he came here on purpose to shoot for the media? He was hyping up? Xiao Xiang'er looked around uneasily again
After looking at it, everyone's attention seemed to be still on the newlyweds on the dance floor. Suddenly she met a familiar gaze, and she quickly looked away, her heart beating suddenly.
"Didn't you say you don't care?" Luo Chuan knew that she had seen Yao Wenhao and knew that she couldn't face it alone.
"Yes, I don't care!" Xiao Xiang'er drank the cocktail in one go.
The third dance music started, and the bride was already dancing with the best man.
"What's going on between you and Nono?" Yao Wenya knew the matter was really serious this time when she saw Piwellen's blue face.
"It seems that Ariel didn't really ask me to take care of you, but asked you to find out the inside story?" Xie Wuhen smiled bitterly, "He went to appease that bastard Piweilun?"
"My husband and wife are fine, why are you getting involved?" Yao Wenya continued to ask.
"Hey woman, today is your wedding, can you not be such a bitch?" Xie Wuhen smiled helplessly. He actually wanted to cry more. The key point was that he was not sure what would be photographed by reporters.
"You still know it's our wedding? I'm really afraid that Piwellen will kill you right here!"
"Can I say that I am innocent?" Xie Wuhen took a deep breath. He must have done something wrong in his previous life to provoke An Junnuo. She was sent by God to torture him!