Dressed as a substitute lover of a wealthy old man

A little shaking still did not escape Tong Yuan's eyes.

Although the feeling of being cheated is not very good, the situation now has an indescribable ease. The anger accumulated since the day I received the invitation suddenly disappeared, and my heart is as peaceful as lying on the green grass to bask in the sun.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Me? Wasn't I invited to the wedding?" Tong Yuan looked around pretendingly, "Where is the bride, why didn't I see it? If you want to snatch the marriage, don't I feel unfulfilled without the bride watching? "

"grab……"

Pei Xiangyu's eyes widened slightly, and he was rarely speechless.

Tong Yuan felt for a moment that he was doomed, and he was able to associate the word "cute" with the man in front of him.

"Are you coming with me?"

"It's not impossible." After a brief astonishment, Pei Xiangyu turned his face to the side and slightly curled his mouth, "But you have to pay me a bride, can you afford it?"