In fact, Ling Yansen did not greet the guests with Xiao Manyin under the flowers in front of the banquet hall as Qingwu took it for granted.
Although he was not the last one to arrive, after driving to Qilin Villa, he did not go to the banquet hall or Xiao Manyin's room upstairs first. Instead, he hid in a separate small foreign-style building in the backyard and played with Duoduo. Taking Duoduo with him
I came here because Maidong said that children cannot always be kept in one place. Although Jingshan is big enough, there are only a few people coming and going in the villa. Duoduo is three years old and does not have many opportunities to interact with strangers. This will be harmful to
His growth was unfavorable. But after being brought to Qilin Villa, it was crowded with people. Ling Yansen was absolutely worried about letting Sister Chen take Duoduo around, so he had no choice but to stay in this independent small foreign-style building, look at the scenery and listen to music.
, walking around. Xiao Man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. But she knew Ling Yansen's temperament, and he was willing to accept soft things rather than hard ones. What's more, she had to hold this wedding banquet, and he was in a good mood to support him and cooperate.
She was in a bad mood, and even he wouldn't give her face. Such a man is really... but he was so unwilling to do so. "Aqing, what are you doing, are you here?"
Ah Qing closed the door, shook his head, and was a little angry, "What's going on with this second young master? Why are you showing off at this time? You really know how to bully you, miss. I see that the guests and friends downstairs are all full, you and
If the second young master doesn't show up again, this grand wedding banquet will probably..."
"I called him to urge him, and he said he had arrived and was playing with him at Duoduo's place! But when I was about to ask where Duoduo was, he hung up the phone on me!"
"Young Master Duoduo? Isn't that a separate small foreign-style building in the backyard? When I came out in the afternoon, I heard Sister Chen giving orders to the housekeeper, saying that she didn't need to arrange security or arrange someone to entertain her. She could do it alone.
Take good care of the young master."
Xiao Manyin stood up. After sitting for too long, her legs were a little swollen, which made her prosthetic limbs tight. She frowned, endured the pain, and walked as gracefully and slowly as possible, "Aqing, hurry up and call Yansen."
In the front hall, I'll go down first to calm down the scene."
"OK!"
Ah Qing asked three times and four times in succession, but Ling Yansen didn't even frown, but Sister Chen felt a little embarrassed. She picked up Duoduo from Ling Yansen's lap, observed Ling Yansen's face, and said carefully, "Master, Ah Qing is out here.
I've been waiting for a long time. If you don't go to the front hall at this point, Miss Man might really be a little overwhelmed."
Ling Yansen seemed to have come back to his senses now. His gloomy outline was a little tight, and the veins at his temples were bulging. The clouds and mist in his eyes as black as a deep pool gradually disappeared, and the underlying clarity gradually emerged. A soft sigh seemed to escape from the wings of his nose.
He stood up, straightened the skirt of his slightly wrinkled suit, and kissed Duoduo's cheek. There was not much expression on his thin lips, "Sister Chen, if Duoduo gets tired of arguing, you can take him downstairs for a walk."
Turn around, the front hall is too messy and crowded, so it's not suitable for him to go there, but if he insists on going, just keep an eye on me and don't make any mistakes."
"Yes, I understand, Master."
Sister Chen picked up Duoduo, took back the little hand that he stretched out towards Ling Yansen's back, and coaxed in a low voice, "Young master, be obedient, dad has something to do, let's wait together, he will be back soon.
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"I want daddy, I want a lot of it!" Duoduo twisted her little body, and the festive little Tang suit she was wearing also became wrinkled.
The tall and straight body had already reached the door. The meandering light shone on the handsome silhouette, making it look deep and depressed. After stopping and thinking, Ling Yansen finally turned around, walked back, and sighed softly.
, stretched out his hand, a faint smile appeared on his sullen cheeks, and his dark eyes reflected Duoduo's clearer eyes.
, I’m sure I can’t bear to touch you, right?”
She frowned her thick eyebrows and murmured in an upbeat tone, but she so tenderly hugged the brat in her mouth tightly from Sister Chen's arms, and gently spanked Duoduo's wiggling little butt twice with her big hand, lovingly.
Warning, "I can take you there, but you have to obey dad, you know? Follow Grandma Chen, put your hand in Grandma Chen's hand, stay on the second floor with Grandma Chen, and don't come down. Remember what dad said.
Yet?"
Duoduo was busy putting his hair on Ling Yansen's clean and straight suit as a matter of course. He didn't understand what he meant but nodded obediently. His dull and stupid look was really... exactly the same as that person.
Ling Yansen's eyes fell into the whirlpool of distant time again. He still remembered those times when she would not listen to her own opinions but did not have the guts to express her objections. She would do the same thing, making small movements to express resistance while remaining numb.
Nodding, even in bed, when she couldn't struggle against him and was tired by him, she would still behave like this, with a pair of eyes shining brightly, like a star falling into a deep pool...
When I thought of this, my eyes became misty, so much so that I almost bumped into the door frame without even realizing it.
I laughed at myself in a daze, as expected, I am old and my eyes can no longer care.
When Ling Yansen arrived at the banquet hall, Xiao Manyin was surrounded by a group of dignitaries, asking questions and couldn't get away, while Qingwu was still hiding in the corner, pretending to be dead.
The music suddenly stopped, and the rich voice of the emcee came from the high podium. Through the microphone and high-quality speakers, it reached Qingwu's unprepared ears, making her eardrums tremble.
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"Next, we invite today's protagonists, a sweet bride and groom, to come up and say a few words to you."
Suddenly, there was thunderous applause from below. Qingwu picked up the goblet that someone had put down on the buffet table and pinched the edge of the glass tightly with her fingers.
After a while, he finally couldn't hold it back and secretly raised his eyes to look over, but only saw Xiao Manyin's figure. He didn't know whether to live or die, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to find a more secluded place to hide, someone pulled her shoulder, and she was forced to turn around roughly and hastily. She looked up and closed her eyes tightly.
"How many times do you want me to say this! What do you do with your hands when you are asked to work? Who allows you to drink red wine privately? Do you know how much a bottle of this vintage costs? It is no exaggeration to say that you
I can’t afford half a bottle with half my lifetime salary! Go, go, don’t be an eyesore in front of me! Go do things, serve wine and snacks to the guests! I’ve never seen a person like you who can really take yourself seriously.
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The obese middle-aged woman lowered her voice but still roared very roughly. Qingwu quickly put down her wine glass, quickly lowered her head again, and then nodded like a rabbit running away into the crowd.
The paper-like figure shuttled quickly among the crowded crowd.
At this moment, Ling Yansen, who was standing on the high platform, suddenly stiffened his back. Without warning, the sweat on his forehead rushed out. With his long and thin fingers, he picked out the pure white square folded in the pocket of his suit jacket.
He elegantly wiped the sweat from his bulging forehead with a towel. The knife-like outline was cold, hard and fragile, like a stone sculpture that was about to collapse.
Eyes as sharp as an eagle glanced to the side, and Lin Wencai immediately came over.
"Mr. Ling, what's wrong?"
The sharp mandible was raised in a certain direction of the crowd below, and the thick eyebrows were frowning more and more crazily. His tone was like a thick layer of white frost, cold and gloomy, "What on earth did you do? What did she do?
will come?"
Lin Wencai didn't know what it meant. He glanced downwards and saw a head, but he saw nothing.
"Mr. Ling, I don't know who you are referring to."
"I don't know? Humph! Go and find out for me! She just got out of prison today. How did she know that I'm holding a wedding banquet today? Where did she get the invitation? Who gave it to her or is there another mystery? I'll give you ten minutes.
You go fuck me and figure it out for me!"
Lin Wencai opened his mouth, surprise flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Ling, you mean you saw the young mistress? Are you sure that's her? She has changed a lot in the past three years. You haven't seen her before, I'm afraid.
It’s not necessarily true that I admitted my mistake…”
"What nonsense are you talking about? Go quickly!" Ling Yansen's sword eyebrows were balled up, a bit like an intestine twisted in pain. Sweat broke out on his forehead again, and his stomach began to churn and convulse. Soon, he started to suffer from colic.
Lin Wencai asked him if he had seen it wrong? He also asked himself the same question.
But this possibility was overturned just one second later.
Some people, even if they are overwhelmed by the sea of people, can separate them from the crowd with just one glance, no matter where they hide.
She has formed a fixed thought in his eyes, and the retina seems to be tailor-made for her. He can only detect her existence, while everything around his vision has become incomprehensible.
But Ah Wu, why don’t you understand? Three years have passed and you are still waiting to be injured. It’s so stupid. What on earth do you want me to do? Why do you come? To see Duoduo? Just
So impatient?
He should be humbled and grateful to have so many things in his hands. Otherwise, how could she be willing to have even the slightest connection with his car again?
Qingwu followed the example of other waiters, picked up a tray, put a few scattered goblets on it, filled the glasses with red wine, and swung them around in the crowd with her head lowered.
Fortunately, Xiao Manyin was still talking on the stage at this time. Even though the dignitaries below were impatient, they still gave enough face to listen attentively. There were not many people asking for drinks, and they walked around.
, only two goblets were missing from the tray.
Putting down the tray and adding two more, Qingwu rubbed her hands, avoiding the crowd and looking around, for fear that the fat middle-aged woman would appear in front of her again unnoticed. Finally, her body hid behind the huge
Behind the pilasters inlaid with wall coverings are the words.
Xiao Manyin's speech was dragged on and on, and she secretly glanced diagonally forward. Ling Yansen looked indifferent and had no intention of coming over. She naturally knew that, so she stopped asking for trouble. She just said a few polite words and let the guests go.
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As soon as the guests dispersed and the crowd surged, Qingwu's troubles naturally began.