Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

Almost the entire Chinese nation was invited to Yang Youyou and Chi Moyan's wedding, as well as famous overseas businessmen in China.

It was a grand ceremony.

However, no media was invited - except for Shiyu Media.

The wedding day.

Outside the largest seven-star hotel in Beijing, there are many luxury cars.

Since eight o'clock in the morning, the road outside the hotel has been controlled and covered with a red carpet. The flower beds next to it are full of airlifted Damascus roses, which are so fresh that even the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Those guests who were not qualified to attend the wedding gathered outside to watch the fun out of curiosity.

At this time, on the top floor of the hotel.

Yang Youyou was wearing her wedding dress and kept taking deep breaths. Afterwards, she continued to cry and held Song Qingyu's hand.

"What should I do, Xiaoyu, I'm so nervous."

Her hands and teeth were shaking.

She was looking forward to marrying Chi Moyan, and because she was so excited and excited, she became even more nervous and excited.

"Don't be nervous, you will definitely be the most beautiful bride today!"

What Song Qingyu said was absolutely true.

Yang Youyou wore a strapless wedding dress, her skin was as white as snow, and the waist-hugging design made her waist look slender, enough to be held in one hand.

She was wearing a wedding dress and had delicate makeup on her face.

There is no trace of the usual childishness, but rather charm and sexiness.

She must be the most dazzling bride today.

Song Qingyu's eyes felt a little warm. It turned out that seeing her best friend happy was such a touching thing.

"Really? But I'm still so nervous."

Yang Youyou patted his chest.

She had never dressed like this before.

I don’t know what she looks like in Brother Mo Yan’s eyes.

"Are they coming soon?"

Yang Youyou asked.

Song Qingyu glanced at the time: "Twenty minutes left."

The time for picking up the bride is set at 11:30, and now there are only 20 minutes left.

Because Yang Youyou's mother is no longer around and her father is abroad and can't come, Song Qingyu, Jiang Minya, and Shen Changlong, as her family members, keep an eye on her.

Listen to what Song Qingyu said.

Yang Youyou sat on the bed, clutching her wedding dress in her hands, her bright eyes constantly looking towards the door.

finally--

Footsteps were heard outside.

Song Qingyu quickly closed the door.

Jiang Min-ya's laughter could be heard from outside the door: "The groom is here to pick up the bride..."

Song Qingyu blocked the door.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door.

There was also Chi Moyan's voice: "Open the door quickly, I'm here to pick up my wife."

There was no ups and downs in the sound, but one could still feel the obvious joy.

The word "wife".

It made Yang Youyou blush.

She whispered to Song Qingyu: "Brother Mo Yan is here, aren't you going to open the door? Or should I open it? What if he gets angry and doesn't want to pick me up?"

Song Qingyu: “…”

"How can you give way so easily? No!"

Song Qingyu was very disappointed with her friend. Today she was Yang Youyou's goalkeeper. If she didn't make things difficult for Chi Moyan, she would never have this opportunity again in the future.

"To pick up your wife, it's simple. First, show your feelings and slip the red envelope through the crack at the bottom of the door."

Song Qingyu shouted outside.

The noise outside quieted down.

She heard Chi Moyan say: "Shen Shian, can you take care of your wife? Is she short of money?"

Shen Shian shrugged as if it had nothing to do with him.

"In my house, my wife is the boss. If she wants money, it means she is short of money."

Chi Moyan: “…”

Jiang Yunzhou and other bride-picking groups: "..."

really.

When a man is in love, he smells sour all over.

This is especially obvious in Shen Shian.

Fortunately, Chi Moyan was prepared. He took out a red envelope from his suit pocket and stuffed it in.

Not a moment later.

Perhaps she was quite satisfied with the money in the red envelope, Song Qingyu spoke again: "Tell me, after you and Youyou get married, who will be the boss at home?"

Yang Youyou didn't even dare to breathe.

Looking at Song Qingyu in surprise.

Is it necessary for her to ask this question? Brother Mo Yan is so much smarter than her, and he is definitely the one in charge of the family.

"Youyou is the boss."

She was still thinking when Chi Moyan's voice rang out.

"From now on, you can't go home after 11pm for social events."

"Next time you quarrel with Youyou, you must bow your head first."

"When to have a baby in the future, you must discuss it with Youyou first."

"Don't bully her."

"You can't play around outside."

"Don't let her do housework."

"Do not--"

"Whatever you say is fine."

Before Song Qingyu could finish talking about the rules for pampering his wife that he found on the Internet, Chi Moyan's voice rang out.

"From now on, you should listen to her. If she is right, you should listen to her. If she is wrong, you should also listen to her. No, your wife will never be wrong. Is that right?"

There was a hint of smile in Chi Moyan's voice.

Even Song Qingyu and Yang Youyou couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Keep making things difficult.

That doesn't make sense.

Song Qingyu opened the door. Chi Moyan stood at the door holding a bunch of lilies, and behind him was the bride-receiving team led by Shen Shian and Jiang Yunzhou.

Knowing that Song Qingyu was pregnant, the wedding party cheered and pushed Chi Moyan in.

Knowing that Song Qingyu is pregnant.

I even avoided her on purpose, for fear of getting hurt.

Shen Shian also found Song Qingyu's side as soon as possible. He did not go over to join in the fun, but held her waist with his hands and massaged her gently.

"Tired?"

Shen Shian was afraid that she was too tired.

Although he had tried his best to make her do as little as possible during the wedding, he was still worried that she would not be able to cope with it.

"Not tired."

Song Qingyu leaned on his shoulder.

Watching Chi Moyan hand the bouquet to Yang Youyou and kiss her, she was somewhat moved: "They are finally getting married."

Yang Youyou’s secret love for so many years.

Finally achieved success.

Shen Shian looked at her profile with an unspeakably gentle look in his eyes. He moved closer to her and whispered in her ear, "I can do what you said at the beginning."

"Ok?"

Song Qingyu didn't react.

Shen Shian raised his thin lips: "Just now, I will definitely do better than Chi Moyan in those rules of pampering my wife, so there is no need to envy others."

Song Qingyu: “…”

She laughed and gently twisted his waist, but she felt sweet in her heart.

she knows.

Being loved by Shen Shian is a very happy thing.

The wedding banquet was held in the banquet hall on the first floor of the hotel. After the bride was picked up, they went to the first floor to attend the banquet. Song Qingyu went down with them.

There were more than thirty tables of people attending the banquet.

There are many of them, and Song Qingyu is very familiar with them.

After talking to Shen Rou, who had returned specially to attend the wedding, Song Qingyu wanted to return to his seat.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of someone at another table. When he met that person's eyes, Song Qingyu's body stiffened.

Lin Yixuan.

He actually came, too.

Come to think of it, the Lin family is a well-known figure in Beijing, so it's not surprising that they came to participate.

Next to him was Feng Zhi.

But these have nothing to do with her anymore.

Song Qingyu smiled and nodded at him politely as a greeting, then stood up and left.