As soon as the car stopped, Zhuo Yifan ran out of the car, quickly met Mr. Song and said:
"Haha, my old man is so happy today that he will personally pick you up outside! This is not an honor that everyone can have!" Mr. Song laughed loudly.
"Where are uncle and aunt?" Zhuo Yifan looked around and found that no one else in the Song family was present except Mr. Song, so he asked curiously.
"Oh... they have all gone to the wedding venue first. Zixin and I are here. She has been waiting for you inside for a long time. Come in quickly!" Mr. Song explained with a smile.
"Okay!" Zhuo Yifan nodded in agreement, and then followed the old man into the villa.
At this time, Song Zixin, accompanied by Ling Xintong and Xia Xiaoyu, was slowly walking downstairs in a white wedding dress.
I had never imagined Song Zixin wearing a wedding dress. Suddenly seeing it today made Zhuo Yifan's eyes light up. This girl was already pretty, and wearing this tailor-made and specially designed wedding dress set off her even more.
That graceful figure. It is said that a woman is the most beautiful when she wears a wedding dress. Zhuo Yifan said that it is indeed true.
The two bridesmaids, Ling Xintong and Xia Xiaoyu, were wearing fiery red cheongsams, which looked particularly festive. They also formed a strong contrast with Song Zixin's white body. These three beauties appeared in Zhuo's house like this.
In front of Yifan, his mind was shaken.
"Look at him, he is so dumbfounded! Isn't Zi Xin particularly beautiful today?" Seeing Zhuo Yifan's eyes shining, Xia Xiaoyu couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled.[
When Song Zixin heard this, her pretty face flushed, and her eyes were full of shyness. Although she and Zhuo Yifan had been together for half a year, getting married was, after all, the first time a big girl got on the sedan chair, so she didn't feel nervous.
If you're not shy, that's fake!
"Hmm... beautiful. It's so beautiful!" Zhuo Yifan came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly in praise.
"Of course. We, Zi Xin, are as good as anyone in our wedding dress!" Ling Xintong held Song Zixin's arm and said proudly, as if she was the one wearing the wedding dress.
"Are you ready? It's time to leave for the wedding venue!" Zhuo Yifan looked at the three women in front of him and asked with a smile.
"It's been prepared a long time ago. I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Song Zixin said angrily, rolling her eyes.
"Ah, Zi Xin is in a hurry to get married! Don't worry, the marriage is finalized and the groom will not run away. Why are you so anxious?" Ling Xintong giggled at this time.
When Song Zixin heard this, her pretty face was like a ripe tomato, so red that she almost bled.
"Okay, stop making trouble. It's getting late. Hurry to the wedding venue. The elders, relatives and friends are all waiting!" Mr. Song looked at the young people in front of him and reminded him with a smile.
Only then did Zhuo Yifan successfully take Song Zixin out of the villa and then put her in his wedding car.
The convoy drove out of Xishan in a mighty manner. Apart from Zhuo Yifan and his own people, those who saw this scene also had many people with ulterior motives. Zhao Zhengyang and Murong Jian, good friends, stood in the dark.
I saw everything clearly.
"This boy is really handsome. He drove the wedding car all the way to Xishan with such arrogance!" Murong Jian's words were more filled with inexplicable jealousy. He felt that all this should happen to him. Why should he sit here?
