Xiu Ye loves bad beauties [Future]

Chapter 10 On the 10th of the month, Feng Yinghuan and Yuan Zhao are scheduled to get married.

People from all walks of life who came to attend the wedding have entered the century hall of the "Century Covenant" of the main star No. [-] hotel contracted by the Feng family and the Yuan family.

"What is the bride doing?" Mrs. Yuan walked into the dressing room.

"Auntie." Feng Ying dressed up brightly. Women always look beautiful in wedding dresses.

"I'm going to change my mind soon, and I got a good daughter-in-law as I wished."

Mrs. Yuan is very affectionate, and she can't see the fierceness of opposing the helpless Feng Yinghuan to marry into Yuan's family. After all, today is different.

"Are you tired early in the morning? Let me see, baby, your eyes are bloodshot. How can a pregnant person not rest well?"

"Today is a good day, and I'm not tired. Are you tired when you and your uncle greet guests in the hall?"

"Not tired, not tired. Look at you kid, don't always think about us old people, it's more important to plan for your children and grandchildren. Only when we get along well in the future can the Yuan family be better."

Feng Yinghuan responded to Mrs. Yuan's words with a smile.

No matter how beautiful the scene is, it is for others to hear.

Isn't it?

Look at the expressions of the two girls in charge of makeup, they are very envious.

Marrying into a wealthy family is just a daydream of ordinary girls who are arrogant and talented. They only see the glamorous life of a wealthy family, and they are dazzled.

When Feng Yinghuan laughed at others, he also laughed at himself.

She is also such a person. After getting all this, what she paid is worth it.

Yuanzhao is not the best choice, but it is the most suitable for her. She and he both know that this is just a combination of interests.

The eldest wife of the Yuan family is not a simple woman, she is fat and has a kind face.It was her, an ordinary noble lady who didn't seem to have any beauty, who gave birth to the only two sons of the head of the Yuan family.

In other words, none of the women raised by the Patriarch of the Yuan family could give birth to a son.

As for the daughters who came to her door one by one, she happily accepted them back home and kept them by her side.

The mother of those daughters?Give some money and get rid of it.

Mrs. Yuan treats these daughters very well and values ​​their upbringing very much. She always treats her daughters differently, and this has her own considerations.

First, the daughter will marry sooner or later, and will not compete for family property.

Second, when the daughters get married, the Yuan family can get help, and her son can get more opportunities to go up.

This cunning Mrs. Yuan only fell in love with two daughters-in-law in her life.

The first daughter-in-law was the daughter of a declining nobleman with a long history. Her eldest son married this woman, and she entered the eyes of the old-fashioned nobles, raising the status of the Yuan family.

The second daughter-in-law is Wang Zhong, an S-level genius. She tried her best to match her youngest son to pursue Wang Zhong. In order to seek friendship with the upstarts (many scholars of the National Research Institute), she gained more technological assistance and more benefits. .

Yuan Zhao is the youngest son of the Yuan family, and he really tried his best to chase after him, and he really chased Wang Zhong, who had just left school and was not familiar with the world.

It's just that what happened later fulfilled the old saying - a dog can't change its food.

After Yuan Zhao fulfilled the goal set by his mother, he quickly revealed his true nature. It was easy to stay out at night. The news came out after a few days. The person in his arms was either a starlet or a nobleman with some family background. Forcibly, the general public imagined Wang Zhong as a resentful husband who sticks to his spring boudoir.

Later, Feng Yinghuan, who had no background, was born out of nowhere. She suddenly popped up and became active among many "young and promising" high-quality men.

Feng Yinghuan served those men in a variety of ways, and even caused a few incidents of jealousy, which taught the wealthy wives to appreciate her as a joke and called her a "social butterfly" behind her back.

Mrs. Yuan has always looked down upon Feng Yinghuan.

A woman can use her body as capital, but a woman who is abused so much that anyone can touch her has no right to be respected.

Until Mrs. Yuan found out that her youngest son had been hooked up by this vixen, she quickly grabbed her son and locked her up, slapped Feng Yinghuan, and turned to comfort her daughter-in-law Wang Zhong who was buried in the research institute.

It has to be said that the reason why a bitch is a bitch is because of instinct.

Yuan Zhao was isolated, Feng Yinghuan turned around and climbed up to someone else. This other person...is really not a stranger.

In this wedding, the Yuan family and the Feng family must appear.

So, as the elder sister, Feng Jiayu came to the scene with a straight face and Feng Zhengyang's arm.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is the focus of attention wherever they go.

Feng Jiayu should be in a very good mood. The illegitimate daughter's younger sister is married, and the fiancé who is involved with the illegitimate daughter's younger sister has been pinching her in the palm of her hand—if you ignore the background sounds, her face must be the prettiest of.

No one would be unhappy to see a rival in love marry, even an insignificant "other".

Feng Jiayu lowered her eyes, pinched Feng Zhengyang's arm, trimmed her nails to a suitable length, and forcibly pinched a hole in the sleeve of the dress.

"Are those chirping people still educated? They can shut up now!"

The smile on Feng Zhengyang's face did not change a bit because of the pain.

"They were all my acquaintances, they saw us and they were just saying hello."

"Cousin, I heard correctly, they are saying my name."

"They should be curious about you, after all, you don't often appear in social circles."

"I think they are wondering if the older sister of the socialite looks like her!"

Feng Yinghuan's temper is not small when she is pampered, and she can't stand being dragged down by Feng Yinghuan's reputation.

"Since you know, don't be angry for nothing. If you get angry, I will feel bad." Feng Zhengyang lowered his body, leaned close to Feng Jiayu's ear, and touched it lightly, "Don't you want to compare the bride?" ? Then give them a nice smile, they will definitely like you."

Feng Jiayu was easily persuaded, since she was a child, she only followed this way, and Feng Zhengyang was her lifeblood.

Feng Jiayu is the right and proper young lady of the Feng family. Everything she enjoys is painstakingly arranged by the head of the Feng family. In the entire Feng family, she is the most favored.

Feng Jiayu is wearing a specially designed retro dress, which is made of precious fabrics and exquisite treasures are dotted on the skirt. The sea blue gemstone jewelry matches her long silver hair, matching her fresh and pure appearance. Smiling sweetly at you, she is definitely a princess that you can't wait to hold in your palm.

Feng Yinghuan is a typical example of self-defeating, all kinds of enchanting dresses and hypocrisy when seducing men are not uncommon.

Feng Jiayu, who was fighting against Feng Yinghuan, had an obvious purpose, she wanted to dress herself up as a noble and unattainable princess!

She wants people to see the difference between her and Feng Yinghuan!

Feng Jiayu raised her head, her delicate face could be clearly seen under the light.

She smiled sweetly.

Feng Zhengyang followed Feng Jiayu's pace and walked forward.

Feng Jiayu looked back one by one at those who were staring at her, openly or secretly, and exchanged all kinds of admiring eyes.

Feng Jiayu kept smiling and spoke in a low voice.

"Look, men are such boring things, just seeing a face can change your attitude."

Feng Zhengyang didn't answer, he stared at the person at a certain table.

"Only you are different." Feng Jiayu leaned against Feng Zhengyang, "When will we get married?"

"Soon." Feng Zhengyang replied with unclear meaning, "The time is coming soon."

Feng Jiayu's smile became even sweeter.

The wedding was held in the morning, and the ceremony of oaths was followed by the wedding reception at noon.

For this day, Jing Ming had long ago made up the precautions for modern etiquette, for fear that he would embarrass Wang Zhong if he did something wrong.

As an artificial intelligence with great authority, A09 has a wide range of knowledge, so it was targeted by Jing Ming.

During those few days, A09 was annoyed by Jing Ming to scramble garbled codes on the background webpage of the research institute, and it even cried to Aina asking for a vacation!

Aina ignored its cries, and A09 didn't dare to go to Director Wang Zhong—it knew who to mess with and who not to mess with!

As a result, A09 turned into a learning tool, helping Jingming complete the transformation from "ancient turtle" to "a gentleman with connotations".

On the day of the wedding ceremony, Jing Ming got up early in the morning. He hummed a little tune and prepared breakfast, and checked the clothes and accessories that should be worn.

Wang Zhong was awakened by the smell of food. As soon as he woke up, he saw strange things in the room.

Jing Ming sat on the ground, picking and choosing.

"What are you doing?" Wang Zhong got off the bed, leaned on Jingming's back, and leaned over. "These things look familiar."

"Of course it looks familiar." Jing Ming picked up a hairpin and stroked Wang Zhong's hair, "What a pity, you should look better with long hair."

"Long hair is easy to get stuck in the machine." Wang Zhong's answer was very pragmatic. "The men in the institute all have short hair, and some have shaved their heads. There are not many women with long hair."

"Baldhead?" Jing Ming thought of the monk, "Do you still have religious beliefs?"

"Religious belief is the crystallization of the wisdom of ancient human beings, and it belongs to the category of literature. There are only two people in the research room who have this hobby." Wang Zhong pulled out a plane photo of the two people from his personal brain, "They are not bald. "

"Pause!" Jing Ming realized that the topic was about to get far away, "Let's think about the wedding gift first."

"..." Wang Zhong fell silent.

Jing Ming waited for two seconds, then looked back, Wang Zhong was searching for the word "congratulations" on his brain.

"Honey, don't you know that you need to give gifts to attend a wedding?"

"This is the first time I have attended someone else's wedding." Wang Zhong seemed a little confused, "What should I give? A house or jewelry? Is money too tacky? They have so many answers."

"Ma'am, you don't need to be so generous."

Although Jing Ming didn't know how much the financial income of the research institute was, but judging from the fact that Aina was crying and complaining, his wife seemed to be a person with no savings on a dead salary (S-level material supply).

"I want to give Ms. Feng some 'surprises'." Jing Ming snorted maliciously, "Let me see..."

Wang Zhong withdrew his hand on Jing Ming, and said softly, "I also have a surprise for her."

"This is it!" Jing Ming picked up a windmill and wrapped it with a piece of cloth. "I'm really looking forward to her reaction. Huh? What did you just say, madam?"

Wang Zhong stuck to Jing Ming's back, wrapped his arms around his neck, and smiled inexplicably.

"I said, I'm looking forward to her reaction."