Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

"Why is she here?" Yan Wenzhou looked at Shen Meiling, his stern face filled with ice.

Shen Meiling walked up to him and said calmly: "With her here, mom can be sure that you will hold the wedding obediently."

Yan Wenzhou clenched his palms and said, "Since I have already promised you, why do you bother?"

"Don't worry, Miss Yu will be able to leave safely after the ceremony." Shen Meiling's eyes fell on Yu Wei, "Wenzhou, you probably don't want any accidents to happen today."

How could he forget that this good mother of his always did everything right?

"If you still want to recognize my son," Yan Wenzhou whispered, "don't hurt her in the slightest."

Yan Wenzhou glanced at Yu Wei again and left the lounge.

Yu Wei heard the footsteps walking away, and then looked over again. Seeing Shen Meiling was about to leave, Yu Wei walked over and blocked her way, "When will you let me go?"

"Why are you so anxious? The wedding hasn't started yet?" Shen Meiling looked at her cold expression, and she looked more and more like the young Song Qinghe.

"Now that you're here, of course you have to wait until the wedding is over before leaving. Don't you even have this etiquette?" Shen Meiling looked her over, "That's right. Can a daughter who is a junior student still be expected to have a tutor? "

Yu Wei laughed and slowly approached her, "Shen Meiling, do you believe that as long as I hook my finger, your son will follow me?"

"You can go and try." Shen Meiling sneered.

"But I don't want him at all. Do you know why?"

Yu Wei looked at the face in front of her. Even though she was over fifty years old, she was still delicate and elegant, but her heart was dark. Yu Wei said word by word: "Because he is your son."

"Yu Wei, it seems that you are still unclear about your position." Shen Meiling looked disdainfully, "Do you know why Yan Tingsong has been reluctant to issue a statement denying his relationship with you?"

Shen Meiling mocked, "Because he wanted to hide a secret, and for this secret, he even did not hesitate to let his own son bear a dirty scandal! I really underestimated his lower limit! For Song Qinghe, he was as good as ever frenzied."

Shen Meiling looked at her with a smile, "Do you want to know what this secret is?"

Meeting Shen Meiling's sarcastic eyes, Yu Wei felt cold in her heart. She said it was for Song Qinghe, so what Yan Tingsong wanted to hide was not his own secret, but Song Qinghe's.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door. Someone opened the door and saw Shen Meiling. The other party hesitated and said, "Mr. Shen, the banquet director is here."

Yan Tingsong is here, what's so strange about it? It was his son's wedding, and of course he had to attend.

"He also brought someone with him."

Shen Meiling's eyes darkened and she walked out of the lounge.

After a while, someone walked into the lounge again, "Sihan, Yan Wenzhou's father is here, and he is bringing his woman outside!"

"Are you mistaken? His son is having a wedding, and he brings a mistress here to show off?"

"Aren't he and that woman also going to have a wedding?" Someone said, "Sihan, won't you have two mothers-in-law after you get married?"

When Luo Sihan heard this, he gave Yu Wei a hard look through the mirror, "I won't recognize any mistress as my mother-in-law. Besides, don't you know? That person named Song is terminally ill and will live in just a few days!"

Meeting her gaze, Yu Wei's eyes turned cold.

Luo Sihan looked at everyone with a smile, "See, this is the retribution of being a mistress!"

Someone came over and asked everyone to prepare for the wedding, which was about to start in more than twenty minutes.

The bodyguard knocked on the door and came in, wanting to take Yu Wei to the wedding venue. Yu Wei stood up, walked to Luo Sihan, leaned over and looked at the person in the mirror, "The wedding dress is very beautiful, but unfortunately it doesn't seem to fit well."

Luo Sihan looked at her angrily, but Yu Wei had already turned around and walked out of the lounge.

"Yu Wei, whose wedding dress are you saying doesn't fit? This is a wedding dress specially customized for me by Wenzhou..." Luo Sihan stood up anxiously, only to hear a "hiss" sound and the thread at the waist of the wedding dress fell apart. , the pearls used for decoration were instantly scattered on the ground.

Luo Sihan was so angry that she jumped up and said, "Yu Wei!" As soon as she moved, the thread fell apart even more. For a moment, the bride's lounge was in chaos, and everyone was squatting on the ground looking for pearls.

Wedding scene.

Yan Tingsong came in with Song Qinghe and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

After all, for so many years, although everyone in the imperial capital knew that Yan Tingsong had a woman outside, few people mentioned her name.

And Yan Tingsong has never officially brought her to any occasion.

This is the first public appearance of two people, and it was at his son's wedding.

Yan Tingsong carried Song Qinghe to the chair in the first row. Seeing that her face was not very good, he touched her cheek tenderly, and Song Qinghe held his hand.

Many people came to their senses and came over to say hello to Yan Tingsong.

No matter how unpleasant the rumors behind his back are, Yan Tingsong represents the Yan Group, which represents absolute power and wealth. Who dares to look down on him in person?

"Master Banquet, it's been a long time no see. This must be my lady."

Seeing the man's gaze falling over him, Song Qinghe nodded politely.

Others also greeted Song Qinghe one after another, and Song Qinghe responded politely.

"Congratulations to the banquet director, we will be able to drink your wedding wine again in a few days. This can be regarded as a double happiness for you."

Yan Wenzhou was standing not far away. Gu Tingsen was wearing a formal suit. He thought he was dazzled. He tugged on his tie and lowered his voice, "What's going on? Why did your dad bring someone here? Where is Aunt Ling?"

"Where do you get so many problems?" Yan Wenzhou said nonchalantly, "He is my father. Whoever he wants to bring to the wedding, can I stop him? As for my mother, she will definitely be here soon."

Gu Tingsen couldn't help but look up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly just now, but now it was blocked by clouds. It didn't seem to be a good sign.

Yan Tingsong accepted everyone's blessings one by one.

"Mrs. Yan is much kinder in person than in the photos..."

"What kind of banquet lady is she?" Shen Meiling walked to the wedding venue. When she heard these compliments, she felt anger in her chest. Her words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When everyone who was originally surrounding Yan Tingsong saw this, they all backed away from him.

Shen Meiling walked directly to Yan Tingsong and sneered: "Yan Tingsong, did you bring people here to deliberately disgust our mother and son?"

"You and I have divorced. Qinghe is now my fiancée. She and I will attend my son's wedding without any problems." Yan Tingsong looked calm, "If you don't want to be embarrassed, just sit quietly."

"Why should she, Song Qinghe, be equal to me?" Shen Meiling saw Song Qinghe sitting in the front row, and her face turned red with anger, "Someone, get her out of here!"