C1086 Big Three
"Do I have to wear this?"
Lee Nanfang took the mask from Hua Yeshen. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The bridegroom, who walked on the red carpet with his bride in his arms, wore a mask that prevented anyone from knowing who he was, which was enough to make the guests depressed.
And this mask had the appearance of a lucky child.
Boss Lee, who had quickly changed into a navy middle collar tunic, looked like a jade tree in the wind.
He believed that with just a few flirtatious glances, he would be able to topple all women over the age of fifty — only to end up wearing a Fuwa mask, which not only covered up his handsome face, but also added to his teasing delight.
This was a proper wedding, not a masquerade.
What's more, even if Lee Nanfang had to wear a mask to enhance his mysteriousness, he still had to put on a mighty appearance, right?
The green-faced fanged, like the historical Diqing -- no, that and the jubilant atmosphere of the wedding.
What Sun Wukong or Zhu Bajie?
No?
Then come to me, Monk Tang.
"Sigh, just make do with it. No matter what kind of mask it was, it wouldn't be worn for long. When you kneel on one knee with the diamond ring in your hand and say you love me, take it off. Besides, it's not up to me to let you wear a Fuwa mask. "
Hua Yeshen smiled softly and walked over with a jingle. She lifted her hand to help Lee Nanfang straighten his collar.
"Who can control you and make me wear this mask?"
Lee Nanfang immediately caught on to the problem.
Hua Yeshen smiled and shook her head. "It's a secret for now."
"All right. You should be glad the wedding is about to begin. There's no time to dress up. Otherwise, hmph hmph, just based on the fact that you and I are playing tricks on each other, I will make it impossible for you to walk upright. "
Since Sister Yeshen said she would keep it a secret, Lee Nanfang was not in a position to ask.
But there was no harm in reaching out and slapping her somewhere, threatening her with a grin.
"I'll kill you."
Hua Yeshen's delicate body immediately shook. Flowing spring water flowed from her eyes as she coquettishly whispered, "Actually, the wedding can be delayed a bit. Anyway, neither of us wants to be the first one to appear."
Could the wedding be delayed?
What do you want to do during this period of time that is appropriately delayed?
Sigh.
All evil Yang Xiao, a originally reserved and dignified brandy, forcibly transformed into a rippling woman, sweet baby.
When the important wedding should have begun, after Lee Nanfang's teasing, can still be very excited.
When Sister Yeshen couldn't control herself anymore, it was fortunate that Lee Nanfang had some rationality.
She immediately put on her Fuwa mask and said in a muffled voice, "Wait until night, I'll let you know how powerful I am."
Hua Yeshen's eyes were filled with less spring water when her handsome and handsome face was covered by Fu Wa.
She quickly reached out to pinch herself again, hoping to use the pain in her body to drive away the unhealthy throbbing.
Was it purple?
Sin, sin. It's all my fault.
He really shouldn't have teased her. He clearly knew that she would do anything she wanted.
After a few self-criticisms, Lee Nanfang changed the topic: "How is the arrangement of the marriage partner?"
It was Hua Yeshen's heart that ached over who would be the master of their wedding.
Lee Nanfang didn't want to ask.
However, when he saw that Sister Yeshen's face was blushing again, he felt that if he could use this question to hit her a little bit, it would have a positive effect.
Hua Yeshen, whose heart was beating fast, retreated a step and a half before turning around to look out the window. "I've already found the most suitable person."
"How much did you spend?"
"No money."
"No money? Yes, that's true. Being the main wife of Director Hua was already their greatest fortune. If you ask for more money, it will be too much for you. "
Lee Nanfang spoke the truth and shrugged, "You have to kneel on one knee and beg with the diamond ring in your hand, okay? This is a Chinese wedding. I remember very clearly that there was no need for a ring at a Chinese wedding. "
Hua Yeshen didn't argue with him, she only said softly, "Speaking of which, isn't this wedding a bit of a western-Chinese marriage? After all, people were used to this kind of wedding. Of course, if you don't like kneeling down -- "
"I like him, of course I like him!"
Lee Nanfang did not dare to say that he liked her. Sister Yeshen had paid so much for him, she was qualified enough to make him kneel on the ground and wear the diamond ring.
Kneeling to the heavens, kneeling to the earth, kneeling to the parents, kneeling to his wife, Fang Wei was a true man.
"You really like it?"
Hua Yeshen's beautiful eyes moved around with a smile that was not a smile, making Lee Nanfang even more guilty. After nodding her head repeatedly, she did not dare to pursue this topic anymore. She quickly changed the topic, "Who are the guests of our ceremony?"
"What should come, it's all coming. They should be at the wedding by now. "
Just as Hua Yeshen finished her sentence, there was a light knock on the door.
After she said in a low voice, Director Chenfu pushed open the door and said, "Director Hua, there's movement over there."
No matter what kind of secrecy Yue Zitong did for the wedding, it was always at Hua Yeshen's home ground.
In the room where she was resting, in the room where she was changing, and even on the floor, there definitely couldn't be a supervisor.
With Hua Yeshen's status, of course she wouldn't do such a dishonorable thing.
Even if there were, the Yue Clan's bodyguards who had already rushed over a long time ago were released from their search.
However, the moment there was any movement on the eighth floor, Director Chenfu would immediately know about it and report it in time.
"Well, then we should go. If Patriarch Yue and He Lan waited for too long, they would lose a lot of face. As long as you enter the stage a few minutes later than them, it'll be fine. "
Hua Yeshen nodded and slowly raised her left hand.
Lee Nanfang immediately put his arm around her jade arm, wore a ridiculous Fuwa mask and walked out of the room side by side with his dainty bride.
Sixth floor.
When the auspicious moment for the wedding arrived, the thousands of people in the east and west halls all looked towards the elevator at the same time.
Lv Mingliang was also among the crowd in the west hall.
Lv Mingliang could swear that the way he dressed today was ten thousand times more formal than when he first married Chiang Morann and Lu Yan.
In his heart, he was ten thousand times more nervous.
There were two reasons.
One master, once.
Second, he might see his ex-wife, Chiang Morann.
Duan Xiangning had personally told him last night that Chiang Morann was no longer the same Chiang Morann from before. She had evolved from the ugly duckling of the past to a white swan that he could not reach.
Lv Mingliang would never doubt Duan Xiangning's words.
Just like how Chiang Morann had changed, he would not have any ulterior motives other than giving her his most sincere blessings.
The most important thing was that Dean Lv, who had some status in Qingshan, was participating in such a high-class wedding.
After receiving Brother Nanfang's invitation, Dean Lv drove over to Beijing before 5 AM.
He was afraid that if he took the train, he would be delayed by a later flight.
Although Lao Lv had arrived early, he was not the first person to enter the clubhouse.
Because the two weddings that were the focus of everyone's attention were both held in Seven Stars Club, the clubhouse had already been closed three days ago.
Those who didn't have an invitation to a big wedding, they wouldn't be able to take even half a step into the sect.
Even though Dean Lv's words were all over the place, saying that he was a good brother of Director Hua's groom, the security guard at the door asked him, "Do you know who Director Hua's groom is?"
Of course Dean Lv knew, but he didn't dare to say it.
He couldn't say it, so of course she wouldn't let him in.
Just when Lv Mingliang was waiting desperately to call Lee Nanfang, Duan Xiangning arrived in time.
She came with Lu Hang, holding two wedding invitations.
With Duan Xiangning as a guarantor, Lv Mingliang would be allowed to enter the clubhouse.
In Lao Lv's heart, Duan Xiangning was an existence that could not be resisted by the heavens.
However, when he stepped into the hall, he realized that Duan Xiangning's position in the group was just like that.
In this group of people, they only treated Duan Xiangning as one thing, and there wasn't even a single heavyweight.
One could imagine how much pressure Dean Lv felt when the wedding ceremony was about to start and all the important figures were about to appear.
The big one made him want to run away, afraid that if he did something wrong, he would be hated by others.
However, even if Lao Lv were to use the whip to chase him away, he would not leave.
He would only stand at the back of the crowd and wait.
"It's here, it's here."0
Someone from the waiting crowd suddenly said.
He had already found the perfect spot — it was Lv Mingliang, who was glued to the glass wall. He immediately opened his eyes wide.
He saw that the two Elevator Door had opened at almost the same time.
Two groups of people came out, talking and laughing in low voices.
The guests who walked out of the elevator to the east were from the East Room, which meant they were here to attend Yue Zitong's wedding.
Therefore, the guests who walked out of the elevator to the west were, of course, the guests who had come to observe the ceremony, Hua Yeshen.
When both sides met, they nodded in unison with smiles on their faces.
Everyone was a guest spectator, unlike what was rumoured outside, they were from two different factions.
Don't forget, other than the Yue Clan, the two Wealthy Classes, would never send anyone else to Hua Yeshen's wedding. The other Wealthy Classes would split into two groups to attend after separating the two families.
Thus, the people who walked out of the two separate elevators were mostly blood-related brothers and sisters.
It was just that they had different tasks on their shoulders. Was it really necessary to be like those ignorant people who thought, divided into two distinct factions that viewed each other as enemies after meeting?
Lv Mingliang didn't know any of these people.
Luckily, there was no shortage of amateur commentators on the scene. When Lv Mingliang pointed out someone in a low voice, he only needed to prick up his ears to get a rough idea of who they were.
Soon after the first wave of guests appeared, the second wave of guests walked out of the elevator.
Lv Mingliang continued to open his eyes wide.
Then, he saw a dignified Beautiful Young Woman with her hair tied up high and wearing a black shoulder-length gown walking out of the elevator hand in hand with Beautiful Woman who was slightly older than her.
"Silence!"
After seeing Beautiful Young Woman, who was so noble that he wanted to bow to her, Lv Mingliang subconsciously opened his mouth and was about to shout out her name, but a sharp pain came from below his ribs.
He hurriedly turned around and saw Duan Xiangning, who was wearing a purple dress, standing next to him.
Duan Xiangning didn't look at him and said softly, "Dean Lv, you should understand the principle of 'disaster comes from the mouth' right? As I said, she's no longer something you can reach. Do you know who the lady beside her is? "
Lv Mingliang, who had mixed feelings, shook his head in confusion.
Duan Xiangning slightly smiled and spoke in an even lower voice, "The wife of the Great Chief of the Supreme Security Office of Huaxia. If she wants to pinch you to death, even Lee Nanfang wouldn't be able to protect you. "
F * ck me!
No wonder the rumors said that he was surrounded by some big shot.
This important person--was actually the Great Chief of the Supreme Security Office!
Although Lv Mingliang didn't know what kind of unit the Security Bureau was, he knew what was meant by "highest".
With just Lao Lv, a principal of a local hospital, daring to have any thoughts towards the lover of the Chief of the Supreme Security Office, he must have felt that his death was slow enough.
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