The two walked out of the dressing room together, and Zheng Binhao breathed a sigh of relief.
The wedding ceremony was all the same, with oaths, blessings, applause and flowers. A happy couple exchanged rings. Seeing Zheng Binhao's affectionate embrace, Zhang Yang blessed them from the bottom of his heart.
"Hey, when did you arrive in Beidu?" A familiar voice sounded, and Zhang Yang looked sideways.
I saw Meng Wanting walking over not far away, with a relaxed and charming smile on her pretty face.
A small women's suit wraps up her petite figure. The white lace women's shirt inside is in sharp contrast to the jacket, which is extremely pure. A pair of small leather boots makes her look much more playful.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
"Why can't I come?" Meng Wanting asked with a smile.
"I mean, if I knew you were coming, we wouldn't be lonely or bored on the road together." Zhang Yang leaned into her ear and whispered with a smirk.
"Fuck you, who wants to be with you?"
Meng Wanting didn't expect that he would be so open-minded in such an occasion, so she spat.
"Then who did you come with? We can go back together." Zhang Yang continued to joke.
"Okay, let's go back together, the three of us."
Meng Wanting smiled and tilted her head and said, "I came with him."
Not far away, I saw Meng Chunpeng also saw me, walking towards me with a smile.
Zhang Yang understood immediately. It seemed that she and her father had settled their differences. Otherwise, how could they come to the wedding together?
In fact, he should have thought of this a long time ago. Uncle Ping invited Meng Chunpeng to attend the wedding. If this girl still had a problem with him, she would definitely not come.
How embarrassing it would be for a father and daughter to be together and ignore each other.
"What are you talking about so happily?" Meng Chunpeng said jokingly without saying much polite words.
"He said that if we go back together, we won't be lonely and bored if we are together." Meng Wanting said with a clever change in his words.
"Okay, when will you go back?" Meng Chunpeng was very happy.
"I'm kidding, it will take two days before I can go back. The time has not been determined yet." Zhang Yang quickly explained his refusal.
I always feel uncomfortable going back with a leader as awesome as the provincial governor. Even though I know he is approachable, some jokes should not go too far.
In this case, it's better to be free and relax with this little girl Shen Xue.
"Oh, okay then, after I return to Donghai, I'll treat you to a treat and express my gratitude to you."
"Thank me for what?" Zhang Yang asked knowingly.
"Of course it's you who persuaded Wanting to forgive my mistakes." Meng Chunpeng said with a hint of gratitude on his face.
"I didn't do anything to help you. If she forgives you, it means you didn't do anything wrong, but she figured it out." Zhang Yang explained with a smile.
It is true that what Meng Chunpeng did cannot be judged as right or wrong at all. If it were him, he might have the same reaction as Meng Wanting.
But can you say that he did something wrong? As Uncle Ping said, he is a man and he has to think about the whole family.
"Yes, I figured it out. Dad also made mistakes, but it was not for himself, but for the sake of the family."
Sure enough, Meng Wanting thought the same as Zhang Yang and continued: "He can't forgive himself, and it would be too unfair to my father if I, as a daughter, don't forgive him."
After a brief pause, she said with a wry smile: "My mother made this choice for the sake of the family. Now she is with my father. Although my mother is missing, the family is still complete and happy."
She said this very grandly, but Zhang Yang felt sour in his heart. While he was happy for her, he also felt sad for himself.
Meng Chunpeng's eyes turned red when he heard his daughter's words. He glanced around to hide his emotion and said, "Let's go, don't mention these sad things."
By this time, the ceremony had ended, and everyone gathered around Gu Mingyou and Zheng Binhao as they walked into the hotel lobby.
The banquet was originally arranged for Zhang Yang and Zheng Binhao’s grandparents to sit at the same table with their parents, and of course Master and Disciple Leng Qingqiu.
What surprised Zhang Yang was that Shen Xue's grandfather was actually treated as a guest of honor. Then thinking about his awesome style that night, and considering that Zheng Jianguo was also a soldier, it was understandable.
Of course he declined politely, meaning that he would not go there at all.
Zheng Jianguo was naturally very happy when his son got married, but he kept greeting the guests and was being congratulated by everyone, so he never took the time to say hello.
Zheng Binhao's mother accompanied the two elderly people, secretly wiping tears of joy from time to time.
Given their family background, it would be extremely easy for their son to marry a wife, and there were even countless ladies from famous families who came to their doorstep.
But her son's devotion to Gu Mingyou, and the experience of almost being separated from life and death, made her fully understand her son's determination to pursue happiness amid great sadness and joy.
Now that it has finally come to fruition, such a perfect happy event makes her, a mother, extremely excited.
It is understandable that they treat Zhang Yang as a distinguished guest, but Zhang Yang does not want to sit with elders like them.
Of course, he would not choose to sit at the same table with Meng Chunpeng, an outstanding leader. The best choice would be to sit with Shen Xue and find a slightly remote wine table to sit down.
It seemed that no one at the table was familiar with them. They exchanged a few simple greetings, then ate separately, waiting for the bride and groom to toast, and then the banquet ended.
"Shen Xue, I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you been?"
A voice sounded, and Zhang Yang and Shen Xue looked at each other almost at the same time. They saw a man shouting at a banquet two tables away.
The man is seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyes are slightly protruding and he looks more like a toad. His hair is neatly combed with shiny hairspray.
She wears a denim waistcoat outside the black tight-fitting vest, and hangs a cross pendant around her neck.
The baggy jeans and big leather shoes look like a young and Dangerous boy, and they are extremely incompatible with the neatly gelled hair, which makes him look nondescript.
His voice was loud, causing people at the wine table to look sideways. Shen Xue turned around and ignored him.
"Who is that?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
"He is just a playboy, Ling Qiule from the Ling family, one of the four major families in Beidu." Shen Xue said disdainfully.
"How do you know him?" Zhang Yang asked habitually.
"We met at a friend's party, and later came to my school to look for me several times."
After Shen Xue finished speaking, she glanced sideways and said: "At first glance, he was not a good person, so I ignored him. Later, I transferred to Donghai."
"You didn't transfer to another school to avoid him, right?" Zhang Yang joked.
"For him? I don't need to transfer schools for such a disgusting person."
After Shen Xue paused for a moment, she smiled and said, "I transferred to another school just because of you. Otherwise, we might as well not go back to Donghai and stay in Beidu."
"Come on, if you stay in Beidu and see people like this, I'll feel disgusted if you don't." Zhang Yang said jokingly.
He wondered in his heart, as long as he was one of the four major families, he must be a famous person. How could he have such a son? The gap between him and Zheng Binhao was really huge.
"Then you just don't look at him." Shen Xue knew that he was refusing on purpose, so she curled her lips and said.
She really didn't want Zhang Yang to go back. In her opinion, Zhang Yang had dropped out of school, and there was no difference between being in the East China Sea and being in the north. What's more, there were several beauties waiting for him over there.
When Ling Qiule saw Shen Xue ignoring him, he simply stood up and walked over.
The back heel seemed not to touch the ground, and the legs seemed to be equipped with springs, bouncing with a pretentious and arrogant look.
"Shen Xue, who is this pretty boy next to you?"
After walking to Shen Xue, he put a hand on her shoulder casually, with a provocative tone in his words.
"Take your claws away." Shen Xue said coldly.
"Okay, okay, I'll take it away."
Ling Qiule had a look of teasing and teasing, then he took his arm away but put it on Zhang Yang's shoulder and said, "We haven't seen each other for more than a month. Where did you find such a pretty face?"
"Brother, you should go to the bathroom and look in the mirror to see who the pretty boy is." Zhang Yang responded with a smile.
Such a pretentious person, if it were not for the identity of the four major families, he would probably be beaten a hundred times every day on the street.
However, because of this identity, he acted even more pretentious, always thinking that I am the best in the world, Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart.
"That's right, look at you, you look like a sissy with your oily hair and powdered face. How can you look like a man?" Shen Xue took Zhang Yang's arm and said with a smile.
"Boy, do you know who I am?" Ling Qiule's mouth twitched, with a fierce look on his face.
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, wondering why every pretentious person said this.
It means that if you know who he is talking about, others will not dare to mess with you.
"I know, Shen Xue just told me, you don't need to introduce yourself anymore, you can go back."
Today was Zheng Binhao's wedding. He had made up his mind not to cause trouble. Although he wanted to beat up the pretentious person in front of him, he kept his temper.
He just saw Yuanyuan passing by and wanted to tease this girl. Then he waved his arm and the silver needle appeared in his hand and quietly stabbed the Fushe point on Ling Qiule's abdomen.
The Fushe point controls the secretion of male hormones in the human body. Under the influence of Nine Yang True Fire, it is several times more powerful and can make people enter a state of mild insanity.
Sure enough, Ling Qiule wanted to fight back, but suddenly her body trembled and her eyes began to blur. When she saw Yuanyuan passing by, she grabbed her arm.
"Girl, what's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"
"Let go."
Yuanyuan was stunned at first, and when she saw her irritated look, she said with a cold face.
"You tell me your name and I'll let you go and let's make friends."
Ling Qiule had a lustful look on his face, and his dirty look coupled with his clothes made him an absolute rogue.
"Whoever wants to be your friend should get out of here."
Yuanyuan was not a good person in the first place, so she probably considered her senior sister's wedding, so she tried her best to restrain herself.
Otherwise, given her character, it is entirely possible for her to slap him right away. (To be continued)