However, Yu Qian stayed in the room all the time. Except for a few bridesmaids, friends, and Yu's mother who occasionally came in and out, only the makeup team was allowed in and out.
It seems that this is not very etiquette, but who in the current Yu family dares to show even a trace of dissatisfaction?
Everyone knew that Yu Qian had made a sacrifice. After all, Han Wu was interested in Yu Qian and had been pursuing her publicly for a period of time. Everyone in the Yu family knew about it.
In other words, if Yu Qian really had a crush on Han Wu, it would have been done long ago, and he would not have had to flee, and the Yu family would not have been almost swallowed up by the Han family in another way...
In the room, Yu Qian's expression was dull, her eyes showed no movement, and she didn't show any fake smile. It was as if her soul had been pulled away. She just sat quietly in front of the dressing table and allowed herself to be manipulated by the makeup artists.
High-end wedding dresses, pigeon egg diamond rings, top-notch cosmetics series, etc., in terms of ostentation and dowry, etc., are all the top accessories in Jinling City. Even in China, they are all the standards for the marriage of first- and second-tier female stars.
Yi's heart felt calm, but she occasionally glanced at herself in the mirror. She was graceful and charming, but there was a faint sense of desolation...
Occasionally glancing at the mobile phone next to her, she seemed to be waiting for something, but also seemed to have no hope.
Maybe, this is fate.
I have only been in contact with him for a period of time, and I can say that he is a real and unparalleled genius. I am just the so-called daughter of a prosperous family. My thoughts are too extravagant after all.
Occasionally she would show a faint wry smile, feeling that she was ridiculous. She had despised Tang Wanrou back then and felt that even though she was in a bad situation, she was still the eldest daughter of the Jinling Yu family. How could Tang Wanrou, a little foxy girl, become
own opponent.
When the time to welcome the bride was getting closer and closer, she frowned slightly, concentrating on the sadness in her heart, her eyes suddenly changed, leaving only a cold ice, which quickly disappeared.
Bai Che, I hope there will be an afterlife...
I hope you will be the one to marry me, Yu Qian, in the next life...
Three hundred meters east of Jinling Temple Street, the top floor of Jinhao Shopping Mall has been rented early and has been set up as an auction site.
The place was already bustling with activity, and the arriving guests were all unfamiliar faces and spoke with accents from all over the world. But if you listen carefully, you will find that the accents of these attendees are mixed with Yanzhou accents.
The wealthy Jinling family would naturally not forget to attend the auction, but those who came were all young people, mostly juniors, and only a few of the Mesozoic generation.
On the contrary, many big names in the medical field arrived at the venue as scheduled, which injected another kind of vitality into the entire auction.
However, this kind of vitality could not catch the eye of many juniors from wealthy families in Aurous Hill. Many of them had even gathered with Han Wu just two days ago, and now they secretly sneered at him.
"Tsk, my old man is serious. He told me beforehand that I should pay attention to my words and deeds. Damn it, this is all the same. A group of medical people are just doctors and experts who are worthy of me.
Are you careful about this?"
"Yes, if I had known that it was such a shabby occasion and there was not even a person of some importance, it would be better to go to the Han family. I heard that there will be a big shot at Young Master Han's wedding this time. It is his Yuanhang Group
The person at the helm is my grandfather, so I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
These young and talented people in Jinling lowered their voices and complained a few words, but they still took the explanations of the family elders seriously, and the superficial work was still in place.
Yan Bing, who was sitting upright in the background, had a normal expression. Although he was restrained, he definitely had some thoughts and dissatisfaction.
Not one of the Jinling big guys who had sent invitations before came.
Tang Wanrou crossed her legs, looked at Yan Bing, and then at Bai Che who was resting with his eyes closed, feeling a little unable to sit still.