"Your friend? What's your relationship with Chen Nan?" Zhang Haiyang arranged the questions in his mind in order and picked the main ones.

Zheng Yuanyang was noncommittal: "My friend, what I didn't expect is that meeting you at his wedding is really fate!"

"You mean, we met like this by chance?" Zhang Haiyang didn't believe it, his eyes were stern, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Acquaintance is not as good as meeting by chance, what do you think?" Zheng Yuanyang asked instead, "I only have a friend in city B. He came all the way to attend a wedding and still met you. I never expected that his wife would be you.

Sister, fate is such a wonderful thing."

Someone is talking nonsense and telling lies with open eyes. But his face does not change and his heart does not beat.

Zhang Haiyang raised his head, met the man's deep black eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and Wan'er smiled, "Oh? Really? That's such a coincidence. The visitor is a guest. Wait, as the host, I have to respect you properly.

A glass of wine for you, my destined guest."

At this time, the ceremony has ended, relatives and friends dispersed, and everyone returned to their seats.

As the best man and bridesmaid, Dang Hui and Su Ya accompanied the newlyweds among various crowds.

Dang Hui had already seen Zheng Yuanyang hugging Yangyang at the ceremony, and felt sour in his heart. At this time, as the newlyweds toasted, his eyes still drifted towards the two of them from time to time.

Su Ya saw it in her heart, but she couldn't say anything. How could a person let go of someone else when he had another person in his heart, let alone a seven-year guardianship.

Zheng Yuanyang sat next to Zhang Haiyang at the table of the woman's relatives and friends. Except for Lao Li and Yang Chen, no one knew who he was.

Everyone looked at the man intently, gently hugged Zhang Haiyang back to his seat, pulled out the chair for her, and asked her to sit down.

The look in his eyes when he looked at her was filled with irresistible tenderness, and his movements were extremely pampering and gentle.

The first person to speak was Zhang Haiyang's aunt, staring directly at the two of them, looking up and down at Zheng Yuanyang.

Wearing a black handmade custom-made suit, the man's perfect figure is fully displayed. His wheat complexion, set against the light pink shirt, makes him even more masculine.

With his sculpted facial features, handsome appearance, and noble temperament, he exudes innate domineering power.

Hu Ting couldn't help but asked curiously, "Yangyang, who is he?"

Zhang Haiyang looked embarrassed and didn't know how to come to his senses. He hesitated for a while and couldn't explain why, so he just hesitated...

"Hello, aunt! I am a friend of the groom, and my name is Zheng Yuanyang." Zheng Yuanyang introduced himself calmly, completely ignoring the surprised looks of Lao Li and Yang Chen.

The two of them didn't expect that Zheng Yuanyang was actually Chen Nan's friend. This world is so small. It seems that many things are determined by freedom.

Zhang Haiyang quickly answered: "Ah...ah, yes, my brother-in-law's friend."

"No, he is Chen Nan's friend. Why are we so familiar with you? It seems that you are not familiar with each other." Zhang Haiyang's aunt looked at the two of them suspiciously and expressed her opinion.

"Haha, auntie, there is a kind of fate called self-laid familiarity. This is the case between us. The first time we met, she attracted me deeply."

Zhang Haiyang's face turned red to the back of his ears as he listened to his shameless words, and his heart palpitated.
Chapter completed!