Li Jingchen's words gave Ye Fei a wake-up call. He turned sideways and asked, "That's right, Old Wei, how do you think I should deal with this situation?"
Wei Yu thought for a while: "How about you elope with Fang Tong."
"..." Ye Fei's hand touched the fruit plate again.
Wei Yu quickly picked up the pillow behind her and held it in front of her face.
Ye Fei said angrily: "I'm already at the wedding. You want me to elope with Tongtong and spread the word without making people laugh?"
Wei Yu said directly: "Then there is nothing I can do. One is your favorite lover, and the other is your closest relative. What do you think I can let you do?
In the past few years, my mother has gone to the house to make trouble more than once. She even bluntly said that Wei Nian was a girl, which made Yan'er so angry that she divorced me several times.
Later, if Yan'er hadn't become pregnant again, my mother would still refuse to give up! But there is no way, I am both a good husband and a good son, and sandwich biscuits are like this."
Li Jingchen lowered his eyes and fiddled with the obsidian buttons on his cuffs, and suddenly whispered: "This is the first time I have heard that someone can describe incompetence in such a fresh and refined way."
Wei Yu was choked and said simply: "Yes, yes, you are capable, then tell me what Lao Ye should do!"
Ye Fei shook his head: "There shouldn't be anything Jingchen can do, right? After all, he doesn't have such troubles."
Wei Yu was dumbfounded: "Ah, yes..."
These words reminded him that Li Jingchen's biological mother passed away early and his father was in prison until now, so he didn't have such troubles. Although he never said it, it didn't mean that he didn't care.
"Actually, it's not difficult to solve this matter." Li Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at Ye Fei: "I just don't know, are you willing to let go?"
Ye Fei pricked up his ears and said, "Jingchen, do you really have any idea? Come and tell me!"
...
On the other side, 16th floor.
After Lu Wanwan put down the purple lipstick, she picked up the small mirror on the dressing table and handed it to Fang Tong so that she could check her makeup up close: "Okay, what do you think?"
After Fang Tong took the small mirror and cast her gaze, a beautiful and noble makeup instantly caught her eye.
Lu Wanwan looked at Fang Tong from the side, wearing a black wedding dress mixed with purple lipstick, and paired with her clean to pure white makeup, there was an inexplicable and charming cold wind.
If I have to describe it, it's a bit like the statue of a saint in the auditorium being covered with a layer of black gauze. There is a dark atmosphere that has been infected by the nobility and holiness, which makes people want to stay away, but at the same time unconsciously
I wanted to keep staring at her.
"Wanwan." Suddenly, Fang Tong spoke: "Do you think the woman in the mirror looks like me?"
"It's similar, but not similar," Lu Wanwan said honestly.
Fang Tong raised his hand, touched himself in the mirror, and said, "I feel a little strange too."
Fang Tong's father took the opportunity and said: "Yes, Tongtong, who would wear a black wedding dress to get married? If you don't like it, change it as soon as possible!"
In the opinion of Fang Tong's father, his daughter was dressed like a black widow. When the two elders of the Ye family saw her later, they might think that she was dressed like this on purpose to defeat Ye Fei.
Unexpectedly, Fang Tong turned to him and said, "No, Dad, I don't want to change."
Lu Wanwan said: "Uncle, I think Tongtong is very beautiful today."
Compared to what Fang Tong's father said was "unlucky", Lu Wanwan actually felt that a black wedding dress was more aura than a white wedding dress and would be suitable for Fang Tong to set the scene later.