Before she knew it, it was the day of Xiao Yalan's wedding. Xiao Yalan did not inform Wang Xiaohua in advance to come and help, so she had to arrive on the morning. Early in the morning, she arrived at the wedding scene.

The wedding venue was a very luxurious hotel in Chongqing. When Wang Xiaohua arrived, there were only a few people at the wedding. Standing here and looking around, the square was empty, making people feel a little sad inexplicably.

She was thinking about it all, and her phone started to remember. It was Xiao Yalan who called me. Xiao Yalan asked, "Xiaohua, where have you been? I am in the hotel room now. Do you want to come in and help?"

"Go immediately, what is the room number?" Wang Xiaohua asked. Xiao Yalan told her that she turned off her cell phone and hurriedly walked inside. As soon as she stepped into the hotel lobby, she happened to meet Wei Changsheng and a few people.

Wei Changsheng still has his long, long hair that is loose and vivid, and his unshaven face that is not fixed, makes people look more and more like Van Gogh's paintings.

From top to bottom, from inside to outside, it reveals a kind of vulgar and slim atmosphere, almost abstract.

After seeing Wang Xiaohua, he adjusted his neat suit, raised his head, raised his hair suddenly, and said to Wang Xiaohua with a smile: "Come to attend my wedding too?"

Wang Xiaohua's mouth slightly touched the corners of her mouth, and wanted to say something, but considering that today was the wedding of good sisters, she had to endure everything in her heart.

Wei Changsheng continued to walk around Wang Xiaohua for two more times, looking up and down, and then said with a smile: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You must be thinking that I am not good enough and not worthy of Xiao Yalan, right? But don't forget that Xiao Yalan is several years older than me, and she is pregnant with my child in her belly. What else can she do if she doesn't marry me? What's more, I promised her that I would give her a grand wedding that she will never forget."

After hearing this, Wang Xiaohua raised her eyebrows, asked him with a hint of mockery, and said disdainfully: "This wedding looks quite grand. I just want to know who paid for the wedding?"

A sentence seemed to talk about Wei Changsheng's pain point. His mouth twitched, rolled his eyes, and then said to Wang Xiaohua with some disconfidence: "Who has anything to do with it? Is it different? Anyway, I am willing to marry Xiao Yalan, and she will be my wife in the future. Her money is my money, and my money is her money. Can we still share each other?"

As he said that, he spread his hands and changed his face to the smug look he had just now.

Wang Xiaohua muttered in a low voice: "The King of Soft Rice." After that, she took big strides.

Facing such a man, all she left was helplessness, and she really didn't know what else to say.

But since it was Xiao Yalan's idea, she could not pour cold water on her good sisters at this time.

Not long after, Wang Xiaohua walked into the hotel room and saw two people placing Xiao Yalan on her head, with a snow-white wedding dress hanging next to her. The snow-white symbolizes holiness and loyalty in love, but can Wei Changsheng do it?

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohua felt a chill in her heart. She reluctantly cheered up and walked to Xiao Yalan, stared at her, and said sincerely: "Yalan, you are so beautiful today."

Xiao Yalan's belly could no longer be covered, but she seemed very energetic. She nodded, with tears in her eyes, and said slowly: "Thank you, Xiaohua."

"Don't say that, we are good sisters." Wang Xiaohua held her hand and said with a smile, just helping around. After getting on the right track and changing into the wedding dress, the auspicious time was coming. They waited not long before Wei Changsheng brought people to pick up the bride.

According to local customs, some people want to guard the door and ask Wei Changsheng for red envelopes.

But Xiao Yalan has no particularly good friends. The only one who is very good to her is Wang Xiaohua and a sister from the hospital. Her family is not in Chongqing, so Wang Xiaohua and that sister have to play such a role.

The two of them went up to guard the door, and the nurse began to ask Wei Changsheng for red envelopes. Wei Changsheng refused to give them. After a while, Wang Xiaohua became a little impatient and said to him: "Give the red envelopes quickly and take the bride away, otherwise it will delay the auspicious time."

Wei Changsheng then looked in with his face, stretched out his hand and shouted to Xiao Yalan: "Give it a red envelope." His voice shouted loudly, which scared Wang Xiaohua and Xiao Yalan's nurse sister.

Wang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, but saw Xiao Yalan taking out 500 yuan to hand it to the young sister, and said to her: "Red envelope."

Wang Xiaohua was stunned. She walked to Xiao Yalan and asked her in a low voice, "What's going on? The red envelope to open the door to welcome the bride should have been given by Wei Changsheng, so why should you give it?"

"He has no money." Xiao Yalan said to Wang Xiaohua in a low voice.

Wang Xiaohua stomped her feet in anger, raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "It's okay if you pay other money, how can you get the money?" She said, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

She walked to Wei Changsheng and pulled him aside, then said to him quietly: "What's wrong with you? Today Yalan has paid so much money, and you don't even want to pay a red envelope. Do you know that this will make women feel very uncomfortable?"

"So what? Anyway, she was just paying for it. You said I am a soft rice king. I don't mind. I am a soft rice king. So what? Since I am a soft rice king, of course the money should be paid by the person who keeps me. Do you think so?"

"You are shameless." Wang Xiaohua said hatefully.

He raised his hand and gently lifted his hair, and said with a smile: "I am shameless, but your sister is willing to marry me, so what?"

He deliberately emphasized his tone to the last three words, looking joyous.

He leaned closer to Wang Xiaohua and continued to whisper to her: "If you stop me and make me feel bad, maybe I will turn around and leave here immediately and not hold this wedding. Often times, your good sister can't get married and become an old lady. Are you responsible?"

What he said was extremely unpleasant, and there was no respect for Xiao Yalan at all, which made Wang Xiaohua grit his teeth. She was willing to use his disgusting face, and she really wanted to twist his neck down.
Chapter completed!