When Li Qingling walked in front of Lin Yue, Lin Yue finally came to his senses. He compared Li Qingling's figure with his naked eyes and found that he was about the same height as Wendy. He couldn't help but feel more confident about his next plan.
Li Qingling looked up at him: "Is this okay?"
Lin Yue nodded: "Okay."
Li Qingling asked: "But what should I do with my face?"
Li Qingling's only revealing face was covered by Lin Yue under a face-covering veil with complex patterns, so others couldn't see what she looked like.
"That's enough." Lin Yue said, lifting the veil, revealing Li Qingling's face that was as blooming as ever.
Li Qingling couldn't help but smile at him and said, "You still have a way!"
Lin Yue caught her sweet smile in his eyes and suddenly asked: "Aren't you afraid?"
Li Qingling said honestly: "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Lin Yue raised his hand, caressed her soft side face, and said, "Don't you blame me for letting you wear a dead man's wedding dress?"
Li Qingling shook her head vigorously and said with some choking: "I only blame you for keeping me waiting for so long."
There was a dense pain in Lin Yue's heart, but he was even more moved: "Qing Ling, I owe you this engagement. When the wedding day comes, I will definitely give you a grand wedding!"
Li Qingling raised her delicate chin and said: "Of course, if you don't give it, my eldest brother will have to settle the score with you!"
After Lin Yue chuckled, he glanced at the wall clock next to him and said to her seriously: "There is no time, we should take action."
...
When Lu Wanwan came to the banquet hall alone, he saw that Li Jingchen and Li Xuyang were still being "guarded" by Lin Yue's men, and this was all just for show.
I saw that half of the waiters walking among the guests were foreign faces.
As a foreign-funded enterprise, it is normal for the Effie Hotel to use foreigners as waiters. Therefore, it is not difficult for the mafia to sneak in. Lu Wanwan found that they would always glance at Li Jingchen from time to time, and then look away.
Monitor other guests.
In these mafia intelligence reports, Li Jingchen was as much a threat as Lin Yue. Even if he came with only his younger brother, they were still deeply afraid.
The more busy they were monitoring Li Jingchen, the less they paid attention to what happened on the 16th floor.
Lu Wanwan did not go towards Li Jingchen and Li Jingchen, but picked up a glass of champagne and continued to observe the people on the field.
At this time, she noticed a middle-aged couple walking in with invitations. They said something to the supervisor with arrogant faces. After the supervisor nodded, he led them to a round table in the most remote location, and then said something to each other.
Made a "please" gesture.
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged couple showed angry expressions and began to argue with their supervisor.
The supervisor shook his head, acting businesslike.
Then, Lu Wanwan heard the middle-aged couple shouting angrily: "We are the Lin family!!! How dare that boy Lin Yue neglect us like this?!"
Lu Wanwan finally understood why they were so angry.
As Lin Yue's relatives, they were supposed to sit at the first table, but instead they were placed in the most remote corner, with their faces blocked by the Roman columns in front of them. Who wouldn't be angry?
The supervisor said without changing his expression: "The people sitting here are all from the Lin family."
Yes, those placed at this table are all descendants of the Lin family.
At this time, their faces were all ugly, and some of them were young and energetic, and they couldn't help but curse Lin Yue——