Under the bright light, the bride-to-be is sitting in front of the dressing table.
Several makeup artists were carefully putting the final touches on this distinguished bride.
"Miss Feng, you can open your eyes."
"Are you satisfied with the overall effect?"
Zhuang Niang's soft voice came to his ears, and Feng Yu gently opened his eyes.
She looked at the man in the mirror and was slightly stunned. She had never seen herself like this before.
Cloudy cheeks and red lips, bright eyes and white teeth, looking forward to the brilliance, make people forget the vulgarity.
The overall look changed from the weak and quiet look she had in the past, and she became more like a young lady from the upper class.
It is grand yet gentle, solemn yet beautiful.
"Madam, your sister is here."
When Feng Yu was indulging in her appearance, someone on the side reminded her.
Only then did she come back to her senses and turned around, just in time to see the eldest sister walking slowly towards her.
Wearing a black tube top dress, her skin was even more fair than snow. Apart from the pearl necklace and matching earrings around her neck, she had no other decorations around her body.
In this way, when the two sisters stood side by side, the people present could easily see that she had outdone her younger sister who was dressed up today.
"Sister, you are here." Feng Yu said.
"Xiaoyu."
Feng Tingting's eyes swept over Feng Yu, and finally landed on her face, showing a satisfied smile.
"you look pretty today."
"Sister." Feng Yu's face turned slightly red, as if she had thought of something, she raised her head and said gratefully to Feng Tingting.
"Thank you for everything you've done for me, sister."
Feng Tingting did not speak, she only reached out and took the white veil placed on the dressing table, and gently covered Feng Yu's head.
He picked up the bouquet on the side and handed it to her, and then said: "Okay, it's almost done. Let's go, dad is still waiting outside."
As she spoke, she turned and walked toward the door.
Feng Yu responded slightly, held the bouquet tightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked over, dragging his long skirt.
Today is her good day, the moment for her to marry the one she loves, she must not make any mistakes...
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Nine fifty.
There are still ten minutes before the wedding banquet starts, and the banquet in the hall is already filled with delicacies from all over the world.
Under the corridor of the garden, Zeng Qi rubbed his aching temples and used the ultimate secret on Tan Jiajia.
"Can you stop making trouble?"
Tan Jiajia, who was nestled in the swing, was caught off guard by this killing move. The boiling hot water in her heart was as if it had been poured into a basin, and her hair exploded in an instant:
"Are you saying that I'm making trouble unreasonably? You should explain clearly what happened just now!"
Zeng Qi looked innocent: "Didn't I explain it to you?"
"snort."
Tan Jiajia turned away and snorted: "Don't fool people there. You, a grown man, will be harassed by a weak woman for several years. Even if what you said is true, then why didn't you call the police? I see, obviously It’s just that when you eat from the bowl, you still have to look at what’s in the pot.”
As soon as the words fell, Zeng Qi immediately answered as quickly as possible: "Isn't it true that you haven't eaten yet?"
"you……"
Tan Jiajia was caught off guard and was teased. She was immediately angry. She glared at him and cursed: "You scoundrel, a slut, a bastard who wants to marry anyone you want."
"Okay." Zeng Qi sat down next to Tan Jiajia and said calmly:
"I am a scoundrel, but that Ren Shan is not a weak woman."
At this point, he paused, extended his arms, and picked up Tan Jiajia, who was losing his temper. Then he said slowly: "She came here to trick me with a ring that is exactly the same as the one I gave you."
Tan Jiajia, who was struggling, froze, but the man didn't notice it, and continued in a lucky tone:
"If you hadn't told me about not wearing a ring in advance, I almost thought she had done something to you. Jiajia, you said that, right?"
Tan Jiajia, who was suddenly called out, felt cold in her heart: Damn it, so many things happened in the past two hours, and she actually forgot about the real thing. It turned out that Ren Shan had picked up the ring.
Um?
How was she found in the sewer of our community?
But that's not important. The most urgent thing is to get things over with as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, she laughed dryly and said to Zeng Qi: "Are you stupid? I am a cultivator, how could I be treated like this by that mortal? Humph, don't you have confidence in me?"
At the end of the sentence, she put on a bad face again.
"Of course not. In my heart, you are naturally the most powerful."
"Hmph, let's go quickly, the wedding banquet is about to begin."
Tan Jiajia snorted again. Seeing that the topic had been successfully changed, she stood up from the swing while the iron was hot, dragged Zeng Qi and walked towards the main hall, completely forgetting the original topic.
And Zeng Qi, who was led by her all the way, also slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
In short, regardless of whether she is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, the small conflict caused by Ren Shan has come to an end for the time being.
After the two arrived at the main hall, the wedding banquet had already begun. The bride, Feng Yuzheng, was slowly walking towards the groom, supported by her father.
Except for where the bride and groom are standing, the big lights in the hall have been turned off, leaving only a few small lights for illumination.
Tan Jiajia used the guidance of this light to lead Zeng Qi to the position reserved for them.
At this moment, Zeng Qi grabbed her and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"ah?"
Tan Jiajia was startled and shook her head subconsciously. The Murong family's wedding banquet started at ten o'clock, so they naturally came after dinner. Therefore, I am not hungry now.
After receiving the answer, Zeng Qi held her hand, led her to an empty soft chair aside, sat down and said, "Since you're not hungry, we don't have to go there."
"Eh?!" Tan Jiajia looked at him in surprise. "Is this really good?"
Zeng Qi leaned on the sofa and responded lazily: "It's too troublesome. This is just right."
After thinking for a while, he added: "I already said hello to them just now."
Since the other party said this, she guessed that it was because she had been working too hard recently and that she was suffering from laziness.
She stopped talking and sat down quietly, admiring this wedding of the century that she had never heard of in the past twenty years.
To be honest, although the Murong family held weddings and funerals together, the scale of the wedding was enough to make thousands of girls envious.
The wedding dress Feng Yugang wore alone cost eight figures. What's more, for this wedding, the Murong family also spent a huge amount of money to build a cruise ship.
In short, it is difficult for me to describe the luxury of this wedding with my weak writing skills. Please use your imagination.
However, no matter how luxurious a wedding is, it is just a wedding. Tan Jiajia, who has no girlish heart, only watched it for a while, then felt it was meaningless and her attention had long since dispersed.
Zeng Qi, on the other hand, watched with great interest, the expression on his face kept changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
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