The supreme master of the female president

"I also had doubts before, but when I had an in-depth investigation, it was discovered that Longsheng Real Estate had defaulted on Yang Yitian's younger sister's demolition fee, which caused her to almost have no money for treatment and died, and buried a deep blood feud. I also received news , Li Shan was also planted in Yang Yitian's hands, so before I fully understand everything, you'd better not bring disaster to our Zhao Group." Zhao He scolded coldly.

"I see." Zhao Tianjun was in a daze. If it was true what his father Zhao He said, Li Shan and Longsheng Real Estate were both settled by Yang Yitian, then he was undoubtedly just a clown in front of this man.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianjun shuddered all over, because if Yang Yitian really wanted to kill himself, he might be thrown into the river to feed the fish the next day.

Zhao He sighed, looked up at Yang Yitian and Jiang Yue in the distance, and continued to whisper: "Jiang Yue only has one daughter, and marrying Yang Yitian is equivalent to sending Jiangtian Group out. Do you think he is an old fox without his own daughter?" Do you think anyone can be his son-in-law?
Moreover, haven't you noticed that Jiang Yue's attitude towards Yang Yitian is very good, he even speaks with a little respect, without any airs of an elder, this undoubtedly shows that Yang Yitian is definitely not as simple as we imagined. "

Zhao Tianjun nodded knowingly, not daring to underestimate Yang Yitian any longer, and asked in confusion, "Dad, who is he?"

"You ask me, who am I asking?" Zhao He frowned tightly. He also wanted to know what kind of background Yang Yitian had, but he spent countless connections and found only a little bit of clues, maybe even an iceberg. Not a single corner.

At around 50:[-] in the evening, almost all the people who were invited to the wedding have arrived, and in a few minutes, the wedding will begin.

The top floor of the Dorsett Hotel is where weddings are held and important guests are entertained.

On the lower floors, an LED screen was installed for all the employees and family members of Jiangtian Group to have meals, to broadcast the wedding process of Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao live.

However, no one noticed that in a certain seat on the top floor, a woman in a white veil skirt, with dejected eyes, was silently watching Yang Yitian who was talking with those celebrities.

Jiang Yue brought Yang Yitian, and after getting to know most of the celebrities, he said, "Yitian, the wedding preparations have begun, you should go to Xinyao's place first!"

"Okay!" Yang Yitian nodded, left the open-air top floor of the hotel, and came to Jiang Xinyao's bridal room.

"Brother, Sister Shuxian called me just now and said that she might not be able to attend your wedding with your sister-in-law." Seeing Yang Yitian coming back, Yang Xuan got up from the European-style sofa and said with her mouth pursed.

"Okay, I see." Yang Yitian frowned slightly, without thinking too much, came to Jiang Xinyao with a gentle face, and said with a smile: "The wedding will start soon, do you have anything else to prepare? "

Jiang Xinyao shook her head lightly, looked at Yang Yitian sweetly and tenderly, and said softly, "Husband, I'm a little nervous."

"There's nothing to be nervous about. Tonight you are the heroine. Remember to be glamorous and let everyone know that I have a beautiful wife." Yang Yitian hugged Jiang Xinyao from behind, resting his chin on her fragrant shoulder, He blew hot air into her earlobe.

Yang Xuan and Chu Yue next to each other looked at Yang Yitian with a numb face, and their cheeks couldn't help turning pink.

"The wedding is about to begin, bride and groom, you should prepare in advance!" At this time, the people from the wedding company opened the door and walked in, saying to Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao.

"Okay!" Yang Yitian nodded and smiled lightly.

At this moment, on the top floor of the Dorsett Hotel, a man in a formal suit walked up to the stage in front of him with a microphone, and said with a polite smile: "Everyone, good evening, I am very honored to be Mr. Yang Yitian's wedding ceremony with Miss Jiang Xinyao." Master of Ceremonies, everyone knows that marriage is a major event in life, and the wedding is even more sacred and important. Here, on behalf of the two couples, I sincerely thank you for coming and witnessing this sweet and happy scene. Next, I announce the official start of the wedding. Please invite our sound engineer to play music, let us welcome the two newcomers to the stage with warm applause."

As the wedding music played, the people present applauded one after another. Jiang Xinyao, who was wearing a white wedding dress, appeared in the eyes of everyone from the doorway under Yang Yitian's intimate hand.

The people from Qingtian Wedding Company hurriedly stood by the roadside of the red carpet, and when Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao passed by, they turned off the wedding salute, and the colorful petals all over the sky scattered like snowflakes in an instant, falling on Yang Yitian's head, and Jiang Xinyao In a white wedding dress.

In the corner, a woman with light makeup and a white gauze dress saw this happy and sweet scene, her heart ached like being pierced by thousands of needles, and her white teeth bit her red lips tightly, bleeding out.

"The red apricot branches are full of spring, and Yiren is here on the Yulan Bridge. Let us once again bless and applaud the couple." The master of ceremonies held a microphone, looked at Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao, and said in a voice of deep affection.

Yang Yitian led Jiang Xinyao, walked across the red carpet covered with rose petals, and under the lighting of the lighting engineer, came to the stage where everyone could see.

"It is now [-]:[-] in the evening. Mr. Yang Yitian and Miss Jiang Xinyao, with a heart of love for each other, came to the solemn and sacred wedding ceremony. May you hold your hand and grow old together." The master of ceremonies stood between the two of them. In the middle, he asked affectionately: "May I ask Mr. Yang, are you willing to marry Ms. Jiang Xinyao as your wife, and will you love her forever no matter what happens in the future?"

"I am willing!" Yang Yitian looked at Jiang Xinyao tenderly.

"Excuse me, Miss Jiang Xinyao, are you willing to marry Mr. Yang Yitian and never leave him regardless of illness or poverty?" asked the master of ceremonies.

"I am willing." Jiang Xinyao's beautiful eyes like stars, looked at Yang Yitian affectionately, and nodded tenderly.

"Mr. Yang Yitian, please take out your wedding ring and put it on for Ms. Jiang Xinyao. Let us witness blessings for you together." The master of ceremonies smiled.

Yang Yitian took out the diamond ring of Angel Tears, held Jiang Xinyao's slender bare hand, and put it on her ring finger.

Jiang Xinyao's eyes were red, and she was moved to tears. She got married to love as she wished, and became Yang Yitian's real woman.

"The newcomer's father is invited to the stage." The master of ceremonies invited Jiang Yue to the stage and asked him to express his feelings in front of the guests, and then asked the bridesmaids Yang Xuan and Chu Yue to bring the tea.

After Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao bowed and offered tea to Jiang Yue, they opened champagne hand in hand, cut the cake, and drank a cup of wine with each other.

After finishing all the procedures of the wedding, Yang Yitian glanced at the crowd inadvertently, but saw Xiao Ya who was wearing a white dress and smiling wryly at him.