The thing she hates most in her life is not being cruel enough to herself.
In order to use a brutal method to relieve the pain as quickly as laser removal of corns, she quickly made a decision after receiving the invitation from the bride Liu Chanhui personally delivered to the door of the newspaper office.
She is going.
Why not go.
People came to the door to repent (Chan Hui), but she seemed stingy if she didn't come. Xu Enya also said, Mengmeng, let's go, why not. Speaking of the atmosphere in the Hilton Mileage Palace, it was very, very bad...
.It’s delicious. 4588 per table, Mengmeng, where’s one month’s salary? If you live up to my trust, give me the red envelope! Oh oh...I was wrong. I’ll give it back to you!
The eternal foodie Heo Eun-ah!
As for why Kang Qiao did not go to the demonstration in front of her with Confession, Gu Mengmeng later concluded that there were two reasons.
First, Kang Qiao himself is unwilling to face his guilty ex-girlfriend Gu Mengmeng.
Second, she regretted that she was still at odds with her. She wanted Gu Mengmeng to come because she just wanted to take revenge.
The reason for revenge is also quite bloody.
One day in a certain year and month in Kangqiao, when I was drunk and having sex with Confession in my arms, the corners of my mouth slid, my nerves twitched, and my tongue rolled out, and I actually shouted Gu Mengmeng's name.
So the candidate who is known as the number one high-ranking official’s daughter-in-law in Beijing is out...
Gu Mengmeng knew that the whole story was because He Shanyun, Kangqiao's mother, who almost became her mother-in-law, secretly poured bitter tears on her. Sigh... Let's talk about this fake mother-in-law. Sigh... It's really hard to describe... Let's leave it to that later.
Today is a great day to repent and feel proud. How could Gu Mengmeng, a poor supporting actress, not come to the occasion? It would be best if she could act more miserable, and if the pear blossoms bring rain, it would be better.
Mile Palace is Hilton's model wedding banquet hall.
As soon as Gu Mengmeng heard this name, she knew that she was repenting for the weird things done by that coquettish fox. Well, it meant asking her to finish playing quickly and repent so that she could get a better position.
Gu Mengmeng understands.
But she couldn't help but shudder when she was presenting the gift at the ceremony table.
It wasn't because the amount of money on the gift table dazzled her, nor was it because the Hilton's free electricity turned on the air conditioner so coldly, but because of the cold aura from behind that was comparable to the Antarctic iceberg, which stirred the deep-rooted familiarity in Gu Mengmeng's bones.
The feeling was brought out. Kang Qiao, the eldest son of the Kang family, who was known as the Four Little Dragons in Beijing, stood behind her at some point.
Such is fate.
I like to play with people who have said goodbye to each other while applauding.
Cambridge.
Congratulations on your wedding. I won’t attend the wedding banquet because I have to go to work in the afternoon.
Gu Mengmeng finished her congratulations with a stiff smile. Before she could look up at a 45-degree angle, Kang Qiao suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly grasped her arm.
"You...you...what!"
Kang Qiao was wearing a fitted black dress, and his thick black hair and eyelashes almost blended into the clothes. He opened his mouth, and after a long time he murmured: "Mengmeng, why are you here?"
He's such a handsome guy.
Even when she scolded Gu Mengmeng, she made the female partner feel ashamed.
She also opened her mouth, "I...come to congratulate you...Kang Qiao, aren't you getting married today? Hey, where is your groom's flower? Why don't you wear it on your body? You...you...don't tell me to confess."
Let’s play and sigh! Then my...gift money!..."
Gu Mengmeng stared at the only bright spot on her delicate face, her bulging eyes shouted straight at the throat: "Kang Qiao, you bastard!...Speak."
There is no need for Kangqiao to say anything.
There was a soft voice with a hint of sarcasm interjecting between their almost embracing gestures.
"His flowers are in my hands. They will be needed for the wedding ceremony later... Also, Gu Mengmeng, please pay the gift and find your own seat." Before he could finish the word, a green hand traced the French pattern.
The jade hand of the nail stretched out between them, pushing, picking, rubbing, pushing... Oh, it's not a push, it's a huge push, a huge push. The brave bride confessing girl moved as fast as lightning.
The two of them were separated, and the female supporting character Gu Mengmeng was caught off guard. Her fragile body was thrown into the crowded aisle like a kite with its string cut off.
"Hiss!..." The word "pain" was forced back into Gu Mengmeng's throat.
She saw that Kang Qiao, who was anxiously trying to run over to help her, was surrounded by a group of media reporters, and gradually disappeared from her sight.
In fact, she didn't go very far. It was because she didn't look up well enough, and her eyesight was declining, not to mention the possibility of a shower.
She had just stood up while holding on to the wall, not caring to pull up the slit of her skirt in front, when another familiar shout sounded like thunder in her ears.