The wedding will be held in two days, and Mo Ye's face is filled with brilliance. The cold CEO a few years ago has now become much gentler and more modest in people's eyes.
He's father, He Chengyu, came to More Ye's office that day. As soon as they met, they shook hands cordially.
"Mr. Mo, on behalf of my group company and my family, I would like to express my congratulations to you today." After he finished speaking, he asked the secretary behind him to present a congratulatory gift.
Moer Ye asked Chen Gang to pick it up, and then asked He Chengyu to sit on the sofa, while Chen Gang took He Chengyu's secretary to the lounge next door.
Secretary-General Lan Ke made two cups of tea and said that the boxes for the guests for tonight's dinner had been reserved. More Ye nodded.
As soon as Lan Ke left, He Chengyu and Mo Ye started talking about business. They started talking about business, then talked about the development of Haizhou, and finally talked about He Xiaoxiao.
"My son did not participate in the bidding for Haizhou construction, which disappointed you, Mr. Mo." Father He smiled sheepishly.
"Your son has his own opinions, and I can't say he is disappointed. I believe he will be better in the future," Morye said.
"Yes, because he is so assertive," He Chengyu felt a little disappointed and smiled wryly with some appreciation, "He likes your sister."
Mo Ye just picked up the teacup. When he heard this sentence, he was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes to look at He Chengyu.
"He knows that you appreciate him. If he cooperates with you under your care, when he marries your sister, people will gossip, and your love for him and Mo Yiting will be compromised.
In order to let Mo Yiting see that he did not choose her because of your care, but that he really liked her, so after careful consideration, he decided to give up the olive branch you extended."
Mo Ye's phoenix eyes flashed. He put down the teacup and stared: "Mr. He, according to what you said, your son has actually fallen in love with my sister?"
"Yes, he once told me that Mo Yiting really loved him. A woman could persist in loving him for six years and change herself for him, becoming as sensible, kind, respectable and lovely as she is now.
It’s really not easy. He admires such a persevering and resilient woman.”
"Then why did he choose Zheng Miaomiao again?"
"You must be young and impulsive. This kid thinks Zheng Miaomiao is pregnant and wants to be responsible for her..."
"Haha, he is still so..." How should I put it? Maybe it's because he is a responsible man, kind and honest, affectionate and righteous, that makes Mo Yiting obsessed with him.
Who has never been young and frivolous? If you know you are wrong and correct it, isn't it also worthy of love?
Maybe if you miss it once, he will cherish it even more!
A few years ago, Mo Yiting also indulged herself, but now, who doesn't say that she is a girl worthy of men's liking?
"We are getting married. Ling Kexin called He Xiaoxiao. I still don't know if he will come back to attend our wedding." After pondering for a long time, Moor Ye said with a smile.
"He didn't express his position, and he didn't directly tell us as a couple. Sometimes we don't understand this child's thoughts."
"I heard that he is not getting married?"
"Well, I broke up with Miaomiao."
"Ah? Senior and Miss Zheng broke up?" Ling Kexin was shocked when she heard the news, but soon she was overjoyed again and grabbed Mo Ye's arm, her eyes shining brightly, "So, he has already
Does your heart belong to someone?"
Seeing the sparkle in Ling Kexin's eyes and the excitement that couldn't be concealed, Mo Ye felt a trace of interest in his heart, narrowed his eyes, and pretended to have a questioning expression.
"Honey, why are you so happy? Are you still nostalgic?"
Ling Kexin's eyes widened, Jier gritted her teeth, stepped on his instep with her feet in soft slippers, and yelled: "Mor Ye, you deserve a beating, don't you?"
"Yeah, so what?" Mo Ye put on a royal air of "I am the boss" and completely ignored her other foot stepping on his instep.
"Haha," Ling Kexin's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly laughed dryly. Mo Ye couldn't understand the look in her eyes, and just as she frowned, Ling Kexin's hands grabbed his ears, "I'll pull out your ears."
Burnt ears!”
Pulling hard, the foot on his instep floated up.
This was not going to work. Mo Ye pinched her hands, held her arms and lifted her up. His strong arms lifted her with almost no effort.
Ling Kexin didn't struggle, she smiled mischievously, loosened his ears, closed her fingers, and hit him in the face with two show fists.
"Ah! Wife, you really hit me." Moerye turned his head, twitching his facial features.
"Hit, hit, hit..." Ling Kexin seemed to be having fun as her little fists hit the man's head like raindrops.
Dong dong dong...it's really crisp, this head looks like a drum.
"Honey, go ahead and beat me. If you lose your memory, don't blame me because I don't know you." The man blinked, stood upright, and stopped avoiding.
Ling Kexin had good control over his strength. How could this fist hit him into amnesia? Looking at his expression, he was enjoying it very much.
He wasn't in pain, but her arms were tired from beating her, so she hugged his neck and lay on his shoulders.
More Ye hugged her and patted her back, "I'm kidding you, wife."
"I know, I'm really happy because... I believe the senior has feelings for Yi Ting."
More Ye's thin lips curved slightly, and a relieved smile flashed in his eyes.
The next day, Zhao Feilong and Ling Xiaowei arrived at Jiangbin on a special plane. Zhao Feilong presented a big gift, which moved Ling Kexin to tears.
It turned out that Zhao Feilong had brought over all the gifts he had tricked her mother into giving her... two red leather boxes, a box of expensive clothes, a box of jewelry and cosmetics.
These two boxes brought together Zhao Feilong's full love for her.
"Big brother!" She threw herself into his arms excitedly.
Zhao Feilong touched her head with eyes full of love and said: "Grow up, my Snow White, you married a good man, big brother will be relieved from now on."
"Big brother, Xin'er will always be your sister."
"Yes, although my eldest brother cannot marry you in this life, it is a blessing to be a brother and sister with you. God has been kind to me, Zhao."
More Ye stood a few steps away, watching the brothers and sisters hugging each other, with a gentle smile on his face.
On March 6th, Mo's Manor was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, making it extremely festive.
In response to the wishes of Mrs. Mo and with the consent of the newlyweds, the wedding of the eldest grandson of the Mo family was held in accordance with traditional Chinese customs.
As natal family members, Bai Haoming, his wife, and Bai Leshan arrived at Zhuhaiyuan Villa early in the morning, and they prepared everything according to the customs of their natal family.
Ren Yifei helped Ling Kexin dress up with a big belly, and Moer Ye specially hired a makeup artist from the wedding company to prevent his pregnant wife from being too burdened.
The pair of babies were extremely happy today. They put on new clothes early and let the makeup artist do their makeup.
One of Ling Kexin's female classmates, plus Xiaofang, Xu Chenlu, and Zhou Ziyan who came back from Paris, there were four bridesmaids in total, all wearing uniform pink dresses. When the firecrackers went off outside, the four beautiful bridesmaids
Holding flowers, they stood in rows in front of the small courtyard.
"The bride is here, please close the door!" Mo Zihao raised his hand and the villa door was closed.
Morye was wearing a white suit, a red tie, and holding a large bouquet of red roses in his hand, looking extremely handsome.
He came to the gate, bent down slightly, and stared at his son's face, "My little prince, you won't embarrass daddy, will you?"
"Mommy said, you have to sing a song before you can go in." Mo Zihao stuck to his post without slacking off and showing no mercy.
"Singing?" Mo Ye's lips twitched.
To be honest, he can play the piano, but when it comes to singing, he hasn’t opened his voice and howled for many years.
This wife, by acting like this today, isn't she going to make him make a fool of himself?
"Daddy, you said that your singing is very nice." Children's memories are not very good.
"Haha..." behind them, Mor Tao and Chen Gang couldn't help laughing. This was a good idea. President Mo was going to show off his voice in front of so many people. It would be strange if he didn't blush.
"Ahem..." Mo Ye held the rose in one hand and tugged on his tie with the other.
Just sing, but what should you sing?
"Daddy, Mommy wants you to sing "I Love You Dear Girl"." At this time, a beautiful little head popped out from the balcony on the second floor. She was wearing a pink princess dress, clapped her hands and shouted.
Mo Ye listened and smiled slightly. His wife gave him some face. He often played this song in the car, so he was familiar with it even without practicing singing.
"Okay." He raised his hand confidently, which immediately attracted a burst of applause.
President Mo Da opened his voice. It was such an exciting moment. All the men who came to pick up the bride gathered in front of the small courtyard, and the fireworks that were being set off stopped.
Zhao Feilong and Ling Xiaowei were sitting on the sofa in the living room. When they heard Mo Ye promised to sing, they walked to the window with interest and pricked up their ears to listen...
"I love you, my dear wife. When I see you, my heart panics. The wind blows your long hair and caresses my intoxicated eyes...
For you, I searched and searched, and finally you and I met again. Today you are the most beautiful bride. Come back to my arms quickly. I love you, dear wife...
La la la, I love you, dear wife!"
Mo Ye has a deep and magnetic voice, and his voice is particularly textured when he shines. It really shocked the group of people who were holding Ning Shen's breath.
Not only did he sing well, he also changed the lyrics. Who would have thought that this serious and meticulous man would have such a good voice.
After he finished singing, everyone was still stunned until Mo Xinnian shouted from the second floor: "Daddy, you are awesome! Mommy heard it!"
Ling Kexin###'s petal-like face is filled with a happy smile, and her beautiful eyes are shining. She is a bride again, and her mood at this moment is different from the past.
This time my heart is open and full of sweet honey, so sweet, so thick, so thick that it cannot be melted away...
The door opened, and under the guidance of Mo Zihao, Mo Ye went upstairs.
"Wife, I love you!" Mo Ye said excitedly, looking at the beautiful bride.
Ling Kexin smiled happily, her eyes sparkling, and she took the rose he handed over. She stood on tiptoes and pecked him gently on the lips.
Mo Ye's heart was throbbing, and he held her waist tighter and tighter, "Honey, I want you to say three words, three words that you have never said to me."
Ling Kexin was shy, "The kiss just now represented my heart."
"I want you to say it, you say it."
"Mommy, tell me!" Mo Xinnian clapped her hands and cheered.
"Mommy, tell me!" Mo Zihao stood on the same front as his sister again this time.
Mo Ye narrowed his phoenix eyes and stared at her, expecting...
"Husband, I love you!" Ling Kexin opened her red lips lightly and uttered these three words hidden deep in her heart.
Mo Ye hugged her tightly excitedly and placed a happy kiss on her smooth forehead.
The white wedding dress, the beautiful bride, Mo Ye carried her downstairs. Along the way, their eyes met and their love was infinite. He held her in his arms and walked towards a float at the entrance of the courtyard.
Prince Charming and Lie Yan are dressed in red and colorful today and are in great spirits. They are wearing a brand new carriage...
The European-style luxurious crown dome has a white frame covered with flowers of various colors, and red tassel bells hang from the four corners of the dome.
Very original, beautiful and eye-catching.
The firecrackers went off again and the fireworks bloomed.
Mo Zihao and Mo Xinnian sat in the front seat of the carriage as "carriage drivers". One was wearing a black dress and the other was wearing a princess dress. They were smiling, dazzlingly beautiful and handsome.
What is even more dazzling is the newlywed couple at the back. The man is handsome and the woman is flawless. They are dependent on each other. Their beautiful faces cannot restrain the flow of happiness.
In front of the carriage, the bell rang loudly, and the luxurious and eye-catching carriage was followed by a long red BMW, attracting countless people.
Ten miles of long street, ten miles of red makeup.
People along the way were standing on the street looking at the red wedding convoy, which was as majestic as it was a few years ago.
The traffic police are busy and are very vigilant in maintaining traffic order just in case.
And five years later, there were no more surprises in this grand wedding.
With firecrackers and laughter all the way, the red festive motorcade under the sun slowly drove towards Mo's Manor amid people's sighs and envy...
Just as the cars stopped at the gate of the manor one by one, a black BMW moved in front of the carriage from another driveway. At this moment, with the sound of firecrackers, the groom stepped out of the carriage amidst people's cheers and extended his hand to the bride.
The bride smiled and placed her little hand in white gloves gently in the groom's palm...
"Hey!" Mo Xinnian, who was sitting in front, suddenly shouted excitedly, "Uncle He! Uncle He!"
The newlyweds refused to agree to a contract and looked forward...
Not far away, a tall and handsome man got out of the car. He was in a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed smoothly and shiny, he wore a groomsmen flower on his chest and walked slowly over with a bouquet of roses in his hand.
"Dear groom and bride, can you allow me to follow you into the manor as the best man and give this bouquet of flowers to the girl I like?"
He Xiaoxiao smiled, bowed fifteen degrees, put his left hand on his right chest, and performed a British gentleman's salute.
Mo Ye was secretly happy, looked at each other with Ling Kexin, smiled, and replied: "Of course!"
The bride stepped over the fire pot according to local customs, and then was held by the groom, walking into the villa along the long red carpet...
Mo Xinnian held He Xiaoxiao's hand and walked at the back. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and let go of his hand.
In front, Mo Zihao pulled the newly dressed, beautiful and elegant Mo Yiting out of the villa. He raised his lips and smiled at He Xiaoxiao, and then let go of Mo Yiting's hand.
A pair of babies laughed happily and ran into the house hand in hand. On the red carpet, a pair of young people stood face to face. You looked at me and I looked at you, reflecting each other's faces in their eyes.
"Be my girlfriend!" the man said, his voice low and sexy.
The woman smiled, her eyes filled with mist, "Okay..."
At the same time, the high-pitched and excited voice of the master of ceremonies came out in the room: "Bow down to heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
"Couple greetings!"
Ouch... cheers and applause filled the night.
The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and the flowers in the yard are so beautiful!