Su Jianhua's face turned green and white for a while.
Although no one was paying attention to them, they couldn't bear to lose face and left without saying a word.
"Jianhua, where are you going?"
Zhou Yuqing frowned, glanced at Zheng Yaoyang, couldn't help but sigh, and hurriedly followed his pace.
She originally chose Su Jianhua because he was dedicated and should be easier to control, but she didn't expect that a man in his thirties would still have such naive ideas.
But there is no other way. She personally selected the person. If she wants to successfully take over the entire family business in the future, she will also need the help of the Su family.
She just hopes to take over her grandfather's business as soon as possible, so that she can have the right to speak, and they can live their own lives in the future.
Zheng Yaoyang was surrounded by the crowd, and there was an endless stream of people taking the initiative to befriend him. He was completely unaware that an engaged couple was in a very unhappy situation because of him.
But even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart. Choosing his favorite female guest tonight is the first priority.
With his status, it is easy to pick up girls. As long as he expresses his idea, the other party will basically agree.
If the other party doesn't agree, he won't force it or waste time and just change it to the next one.
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Early the next morning, Zheng Yaoyang opened his eyes and was awakened by the sound of firecrackers and fireworks at the door of the hotel.
Frowning, he shook off the jade legs hanging from his lower abdomen. His snow-white long legs were more than one meter long, straight and smooth, but he no longer had the sexual interest he had last night.
Zheng Yaoyang put on his bathrobe, went to the balcony, opened the window, and saw the wedding convoys lined up in two rows downstairs.
I yawned but didn't pay much attention to it. I walked to another room and lay down on the comfortable bed to continue sleeping.
Until noon, Zhang Qifeng knocked on the door and reminded that Guo Kongli's wedding ceremony was about to begin.
Only then did Zheng Yaoyang get up and wash up. He saw traces of stockings remaining on the carpet in the living room and a small piece of paper with contact information on the table.
He couldn't help laughing after taking a look at it, crumpled it into a ball of paper, and threw it directly into the trash can without any nostalgia.
It was just a one-night stand. He had long forgotten the other person's appearance, but remembered that his legs were long and strong.
Ordinary wedding ceremonies are very boring, let alone a marriage between families. It is more like going through a process and announcing it to the world. From now on, the two families will join forces.
At the wedding scene, Zheng Yaoyang saw Zheng Rulong, the corners of his mouth raised, and he took the initiative to say hello: "Grandpa, long time no see, how are you?"
"Yaoyang, you're here too."
Zheng Rulong showed a kind smile, but suddenly coughed several times and his whole body was shaking.
Zheng Yaoyang looked worried and hurriedly handed over a glass of hot water: "Drink more water and get more rest."
"It happens when the weather gets cold. It's an old problem."
Zheng Rulong waved his hand and sighed: "I can't take a break even if I don't have time. None of your uncles are up to par, so how can I dare to take a break."
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and didn't answer. He knew that Zheng Rulong was suffering, and even if he wasn't suffering, he was asking for it.
The heads of big families all have a common problem: they are reluctant to delegate power, and even their own children and grandchildren guard against it day and night.
Zheng Rulong is one of the best, he values power more than family ties, and he also likes to rely on his elders.
If it weren't for the blood linking them closely, Zheng Yaoyang would really not want to talk to each other.
Zheng Rulong frowned and cursed in his heart. Zheng Yaoyang was more ruthless than his father. He waved to the young man beside him and introduced: "Yaoyang, this is the son of the fourth family, Yaoguang."
"Little brother, long time no see, I'm getting taller and taller."
Zheng Yaoyang looked at the other person, patted his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to indicate their height.
Zheng Yaoguang should be the youngest member of the Zheng family, six years younger than Zheng Yaoyang.
Zheng Yaoguang smiled shyly: "Brother Yaoyang, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still so handsome."
Zheng Yaoyang touched his cheek narcissistically and laughed: "I think so too, little brother, you are really discerning."
Zheng Rulong's face was ugly and he couldn't stand it anymore. He coughed a few times and said, "Yaoyang, did the third child tell you?"
Zheng Yaoyang was confused: "What did you say?"
Generally speaking, the third child in Zheng Rulong's mouth refers to his father, Zheng Weijian.
Zheng Rulong said: "You are so busy at work on weekdays, so it's normal that the third child didn't tell you."
"During the Chinese New Year, I told the third child that Yaoguang will go to Xiangjiang to study this year and will temporarily live in your house."
"Yaoyang, as an elder brother, you can't bully your younger brother in the future."
The eldest and second eldest children in the family, as well as their sons, are not up to par. On the other hand, the third child, who has been disliked since he was a child and has not put much effort into his training, is the most up to date.
Zheng Rulong suspected that there was something wrong with his family's education. He thought that the characters of his previous grandchildren had been stereotyped, so he could only pin his hopes on the fourth son.
Zheng Yaoguang is fourteen years old, and his crookedness can be corrected. If not, he can deepen his relationship with the third family.
No one can succeed him for two or three generations. Zheng Rulong is really worried that after a hundred years, the Zheng family will decline.
"So that's what happened."
Zheng Yaoyang suddenly realized, he warmly hugged Zheng Yaoguang's shoulders and said with a smile: "Little brother, I will take care of you when you go to Xiangjiang. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me."
"Thank you, Brother Yaoyang." Zheng Yaoguang said shyly, seeming a little afraid of strangers, and only said these few words when he came and went.
He is a social fear, but Zheng Yaoyang is a social cow, and leading children into trouble has always been one of his few pleasures.
Tell him about the wonderful nightlife that is coming, from horse racing in Happy Valley to drag racing in Yau Tsim Mong.
When you leave home, you should let yourself go. Without the constraints of your elders, you can play whatever you want in the future.
Zheng Rulong on the side became darker and darker as he listened. He coughed a few more times and couldn't help but remind him: "Yaoyang, Kong Li and his wife seem to have entered the scene."
Zheng Yaoyang turned his head and took a look. Guo Kongli also had a beautiful girl. The two of them held hands and led the wedding boy to the red carpet together.
He said nonchalantly: "I'm not the best man, it's none of my business."
It’s not like he’s never seen other people getting married, but he’s still more interested in bringing up bad kids, especially this kid, who blushes even after saying a few words, which makes it even more interesting.
Zheng Rulong's face turned darker and darker, but he couldn't get angry. He could only hold his breath and said: "Yaoyang, I'm a little tired. Yaoguang, please help me go back and rest for a while."
He asked Zheng Yaoguang to go to Xiangjiang and receive a good family education from Zheng Weijian, hoping that he would become a talented person instead of becoming a second-generation ancestor.
Although there is a monster like Zheng Yaoyang among the second-generation ancestors, the chance is almost zero.
Zheng Yaoyang was still unsatisfied and could only watch the boring wedding ceremony out of boredom.
It’s just that the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the bride looked familiar, with long legs of over 1.7 meters, maybe, not...
Until Guo Kongli ended the complicated ceremony and came over to him with the bride.
Guo Kongli was proud of himself: "Yaoyang, I probably haven't introduced my sister-in-law to you, right? Her name is Lin Yiru."
Zheng Yaoyang suddenly felt guilty for no reason and did not dare to look at her: "Sister-in-law, hello."
Lin Yiru frowned, feeling strange, but put a smile on his face: "Hello Yaoyang, I heard from Kong Li that you have helped his career a lot, thank you very much."
Zheng Yaoyang said: "It doesn't matter who is helping whom. In fact, everyone is mutually beneficial and cooperates for a win-win situation."
Guo Kongli also felt a little unusual, so he didn't see anyone outside. He bumped into Zheng Yaoyang's shoulder and asked curiously: "What happened to you today? Are you suffering from a plague?"
"Maybe I didn't get a good rest last night..."
Before Zheng Yaoyang finished speaking, Lin Yiru suddenly turned solemn and shouted, "Where did you go last night?"
At this time, a girl who was seventy-nine similar to her came over. Lin Yiru introduced with a smile: "Yaoyang, this is my sister, her name is Lin Yike."
Zheng Yaoyang looked up, and the two of them met each other's eyes, knowing each other tacitly, pretending not to know each other.
At the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief, and instantly returned to my normal tone, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you are twins, you look really alike."
Although he has no integrity and no moral baggage, the bottom line is that he doesn't touch his friends' wives.
Fortunately they are twins.
Thinking about it, it was just that he was overly worried. Last night, the bride must be preparing for today's wedding. She had no time to go clubbing, and she had no time to have a one-night stand with him.