1732: C1732 The Auspicious Hour Has Arrived

C1732 The Auspicious Hour Has Arrived

"Aunt."

When Wang Xiaozhuang repeated the name softly, Shen Yinbing's eyes reddened.

Shen Yinbing, Director Shen, Wolfmaster Shen, Miss Shen, Ms. Shen, daughter-in-law, wife, and so on. Shen Yinbing had all heard people calling her that before.

However, there was no other simple and pure girl like Wang Xiaozhuang who could address her as aunt from the bottom of her heart.

Shen Yinbing could swear that when Wang Xiaozhuang called her aunt, it was from the bottom of her heart. It was also because she was worried that Wang Xiaozhuang would not be satisfied with the name (After all, Gao Fei was not Wang Xiaozhuang's uncle, and her father was Lao Wang, a nobody that Wolfmaster Shen despised).

However, Shen Yinbing knew very well that not only was she satisfied, she was also pleasantly surprised and excited.

The title came not only from a girl's heart, but also from recognition. Even if the whole world thought that she was a devil and no matter what she did, she would never be worthy of Gao Fei. But a simple girl calling her aunt was enough from the bottom of her heart.

After seeing Shen Yinbing's expression, Wang Xiaozhuang was shocked and instinctively wanted to retreat. However, he remembered that Gao Fei was right in front of him. Even if this aunt was unhappy, she didn't seem prepared to do anything to her.

Therefore, she summoned up her courage and stammered, "If you don't like me calling you aunt, then I can call you aunt, and call you aunt!"

"I--I like it very much. I've never liked it before."

Shen Yinbing bit her lips and whispered, "Little Zhuang, can you call me aunt again?"

Sensing that Shen Yinbing really liked him calling her aunt, Wang Xiaozhuang immediately became happy. He laughed loudly and said: "Aunt, Aunt! I wish you and uncle a happy marriage and a happy marriage! "

"Good, good, ha, ha, ha!"

Shen Yinbing suddenly became so nervous that she ignored the fact that Teacher Song was coiling her up. She raised her head and laughed before saying, "Since you are my first niece, how can I not give you a present as your aunt? "Han Jiajun, write a cheque for one million yuan for Little Zhuang and let her buy some school supplies!"

In Shen Yinbing's excitement, she raised her head and laughed crazily, which would definitely affect Teacher Song, who was calmly giving her a lesson. This action of hers displeased Teacher Song, and just as she was about to raise her opinion, she was startled by what she said afterwards: "Aiyo, what is it?" Just because this little girl called you auntie, you gave her a million yuan and said you wanted to buy some school supplies! Buy it, I'll call you 'aunt' a hundred times, you can give me five hundred thousand, okay?

Wang Xiaozhuang was also shocked and quickly waved his hand to refuse: "Ah, no! Aunt, your present is too heavy, I don't dare … "

Before Wang Xiaozhuang could finish, he was interrupted by Gao Fei: "Xiao Zhuang, since your aunt gave it to you, take it. A million on your aunt, that's a drop in the bucket. More importantly, you finally gave her a chance to use money to show off her wealth. If you were to refuse, she will not be happy. "

"Nothing like ivory comes out of a dog's mouth."

Shen Yinbing scolded softly and laughed, "Xiao Zhuang, your uncle isn't talking nonsense either. "I'll give it to you, so take it. When we meet in the future, just call me Aunt a few more times!"

"Yes, thank you, Aunt!"

Wang Xiaozhuang was very smart. He knew that if he refused now, it would make Xuan Fu's aunt lose face, so he bowed to express his gratitude. At the same time, he made up his mind to avoid meeting this aunt again in the future, lest she squash him to death with money.

Han Jiajun immediately filled out a cheque and handed it to Wang Xiaozhuang: "You can cash in the four state-owned banks at any time."

"Thank you uncle, thank you big brother."

Wang Xiaozhuang suddenly changed his way of addressing Han Jiajun. He then took the cheque and left with a smile.

"Heh, heh, this kid, Little Zhuang, is really interesting."

Looking at the depressed Han Jiajun in the mirror, Shen Yinbing smiled and asked, "What time is it now?"

"1: 24. We still have half an hour. It's almost time."

Han Jiajun raised his hand, looked at his watch and answered.

Shen Yinbing asked again, "What's the situation next?"

Han Jiajun was very clear that Wolfmaster Shen was talking about who had come to ask about the following situation.

She had already spread the news that the wedding would be held at two in the afternoon. She hoped that some of the people who had not come to her elegant wedding would show up.

Han Jiajun thought for a moment, "Just now when I went down, Leader Peng, Fengshan Development Zone's leader, those business owners, some villagers, as well as the people in charge of each branch of Faang Family Village, including the one whose leg was broken by you, are all already in the hall."

"A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

Shen Yinbing sneered silently and asked, "Is there no one else?"

Han Jiajun shook his head. "Not yet."

"Mm, you can leave."

Shen Yinbing slightly raised her hand, indicating that he should leave first.

Gao Fei knew that although she had already expected that no one would come to her wedding, she was still a bit disappointed when she heard that there weren't any unexpected people coming to attend.

Actually, Wolfmaster Shen had a lot of face. After all, Peng Yunmu and other leaders were all present, so how could ordinary people have such face? Yet, she called them shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

"You really care too much about face. Actually, it doesn't matter. Is this a wedding or not?"

Gao Fei crossed his legs and sat sideways on the sofa. He comforted her kindly: "Besides, time is a bit short. Others don't have the time to come from other places."

"Just now, someone even said I'm shameless, then I'll definitely care about my face."

Shen Yinbing spoke lazily and closed her eyes, "What you say makes sense. No matter who comes, they still say they won't come. A wedding is still a wedding."

Before Gao Fei could say anything, Shen Yinbing changed the topic, "Oh, right. Do you have any idea about the eight words that the old bald donkey said?"

"Bullshit, that old fellow is just pretending."

When Gao Fei shook his head, Shen Yinbing suddenly asked, "Shieh Hongyan, where are we going?"

Gao Fei's eyes flashed: "How would I know?"

"You must know."

"Why should I know?"

"Besides your Mo Xie, Concubine, who else could make someone like Honest Monk rush over to save her? Other than the place where you escaped to, where else would you find Shieh Hongyan who could escape the Greedy Wolf and the pursuers of the 1973 forces? "

Shen Yinbing did not have any good impression of Moxie Zhengdong. Even if she had let her mother Shen Ruoxuan leave the family without a care in the world, she might have even called her 'aunt' or 'aunt' instead.

Gao Fei didn't refute Shen Yinbing's analysis. He only sneered, "Hmph, if she really saved Shieh Hongyan, do you think she can keep Honest Monk with just the few King Kong subordinates you have?"

Shen Yinbing replied, "But up until now, you haven't taken the initiative to care about Shieh Hongyan's life. This means that you've already guessed who saved her and where she went."

Gao Fei was silent.

Right now, he was basically sure that Shieh Hongyan was safe, but he knew that the one who came to rescue Shieh Hongyan wasn't Moxie Zhengdong, but rather the killer he met within the Riverbed Tomb — the leader of the seven killings of the Wolf Killing's three tribes. The killer was also Shieh Hongyan's father.

Since the assassin was the strongest leader of the Wolf Killing's three tribes and Shieh Hongyan's father, he would naturally not sit by and watch his daughter get hurt by Shen Yinbing. It was within reason that he had saved her.

What he couldn't understand was how the killer could be with Honest Monk.

Then the question was, who was this assassin?

It seemed that Honest Monk was the only one who could find out who the killer was.

Of course, Gao Fei wouldn't tell all of this to Shen Yinbing, because this was a secret between him and the Seven Killing Chiefs.

As long as he could be sure that Shieh Hongyan was safe, that would be enough.1

"What, did I get it right?"

Shen Yinbing asked again after she didn't hear Gao Fei speak.

Gao Fei raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned: "Yes, you're right. "The one who came to rescue Shieh Hongyan was Moxie Zhengdong. Since she has already gone to the underground lake, you can send people to chase after her now."

"Brat, do you think I'm a three year old child? If you have nothing to do, go and provoke Moxie Zhengdong. Furthermore, I have already achieved my goal. Whether Shieh Hongyan is dead or alive, I don't really care. "

After Shen Yinbing finished speaking, she immediately shut her mouth.

Gao Fei didn't say anything as well. He just looked at Teacher Song, who was skillfully dressing up as a female.

When the door was lightly knocked, Teacher Song let out a breath and whispered, "Perfectly finished!"

Looking at the woman in the mirror, Teacher Song felt that she had to take a photo and print it on the poster of her image studio. She had been in the industry for so many years, but she had never served such a beautiful woman before.

Shen Yinbing had changed into a white wedding dress. The kind of dress that would reveal a pure and elegant lady's beauty, with a white shaman hanging down on the back of her head and exposing half of her snow-white shoulders, was similar to the dignified and sacred Guanyin Bodhisattva, yet which encompassed the enchanting charm of the Nine Heavens Demoness.

In short, Shen Yinbing, who had changed into a white wedding dress, looked much better than when she wore the red wedding dress that morning. Both her appearance and aura were clearly on a higher level.

She would wear a red wedding dress in the morning and a white wedding dress in the afternoon to show off her age – the same person would appear on the same day in two different styles of wedding dress. This was already part of her plan, so she had prepared two wedding gowns at the beginning.

"Come in."

Shen Yinbing stood up from her chair and walked to the middle of the room. She held the train in her left hand and held a strand of hair under her ear with her right hand.

"Beautiful, Miss Shen. You're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen!"

Before Gao Fei could reply, Teacher Song praised loudly: "Excuse me, I would like to take a picture of you using your image on my studio's poster. Can you take a look? Of course, our studio will pay you a huge sum of money for your portraits … "

At this point, Teacher Song's face reddened. He just gave the child a bit of pocket money and it would be one million yuan. Would he even pay attention to the thousands of portraits in front of him?

"Forget about the money."

Shen Yinbing naturally did not care about the usage fee, but she did not reject Teacher Song's request. After all, there was no woman who did not want to be envied by other women, right?

Shen Yinbing ignored the overjoyed Teacher Song and asked Han Jiajun, who had just walked in, "Is it getting time?"

"The auspicious hour has arrived."

Han Jiajun nodded his head lightly: "The rest is already prepared. We are waiting for Director Shen and Mr. Gao's appearance anytime … Coincidentally, Xue Xiaoyun hasn't left the Jinnan yet, so we invited her back."

Who would believe that the one known as the first host, Xue Xiaoyun, was invited back.

But that wasn't important anymore. The important thing was that Shen Yinbing told her to come back, so she had to come back.

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