"If others see something bad, let go when you go home."
Fu Yanye coaxed softly in her ear, holding her arm with one hand to prevent her from twisting any more, and holding her hand on his leg with the other, looking straight ahead.
Just looking at his face, he looked very serious, deep and serious.
Zhuo Jian glared at him angrily, but stopped struggling.
Zhong Mai and the others couldn't help but laugh when they watched the two of them making trouble. They felt that they were just like children, childish and...
cute.
Zhuo Jian felt that this person was very boring and could do everything on the line.
You are allowed to say whatever you want, but others cannot.
Zhuo Jian wanted to bite him, just crush him.
But it was too bloody, so she quickly gave up the idea.
——
Chen Xiang had already put on a white tuxedo and stood in front talking to the emcee in a low voice.
Zhong Mai sat on the other side of Zhuo Jian and asked her, "Do you remember your wedding?"
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and looked at Chen Xiang. She recalled nothing at all.
But when the wedding march played and Shen Moli hugged her father's arm and walked forward, Zhuo Jian did remember it.
Shen Moli was very nervous, until she saw Liang Yu, she suddenly raised her head and chest, and walked towards Chen Xiang confidently.
Chen Xiang noticed Shen Moli's expression and looked directly in her direction.
But Liang Yu was not so happy. She always felt that Chen Xiang was quite good at putting on a show. As for Shen Moli, did she really think that Chen Xiang liked her?
Even if Chen wants to say that he is in love with Shen Moli.
What's there to love about a little brat?
It's just a fresh picture.
Men always regard the moment when hormones rise as love, but when hormones go down, it is no longer love.
They think love is so simple.
Liang Yu still has to look at Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye. Do they really love each other?
Why didn't she see any feeling of love on their faces?
But......
"That's Fu Yanye and his wife, right?"
"It should be so. I didn't expect that the couple would also come to the wedding."
"Yes, I heard a few years ago that their relationship was not good, but look at it, Fu Yanye is hugging Zhuo Jian."
"They are still holding hands, just like young people who have just fallen in love."
The two ladies behind were whispering.
Liang Yu looked at the pair of young people who were said to be in love again, and said with a smile: "It's just a joke."
The two ladies behind her glanced at her, then looked at each other, and murmured softly: "They are a husband and wife, and they are still trying to make fun of each other?"
"that is."
Many people have heard that Liang Yu took advantage of the bad relationship between Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian to pursue Fu Yanye and wanted to take advantage of others' danger. These royal wives have always looked down upon such a woman who exploits every opportunity. , so he won’t take her words seriously.
Liang Yu was angry when she heard this and wanted to turn around to question him, but her mother next to her held her hand.
What kind of occasion is this, not suitable for tit-for-tat confrontation?
Liang Yu had to endure it and looked ahead angrily.
Chen Xiang was putting a ring on Shen Moli, and Shen Moli stared directly at him, as if she believed he loved her.
ridiculous.
Liang Yu laughed.
But when she turned around, she saw Fu Yanye talking into Zhuo Jian's ear. The anger in her heart could not be let out, and she felt uncomfortable.
When the bouquets were being thrown at the wedding, Yuan Man, Chang Xia and the others were standing outside. Yuan Man glanced at Chang Xia and whispered: "Bao, stand over."
Chang Xia was actually eager to try it, but when Yuan Man asked her to go, she was shy and said, "Isn't this good?"
"When competing for bouquets, as long as you are unmarried."
Yuan Man reminded.
Zhuo Jian also glanced in her direction, signaling her to go quickly.
Shen Moli stood on the stage and looked at the single young women gathered below. She couldn't help laughing and said: "There are so many women trying to rob them? Marriage is a woman's grave. Think about it clearly."
"Stop talking nonsense, my sister must get married this year."