The young people were all sitting together, and Li Ying couldn't sit at Lan Jingyu's table. That table was filled with relatives of the host's family. Li Jing was present, so she didn't dare to dance wildly.
The master of ceremonies gave a speech and insisted on Lan Jingyu coming on stage to say a few words, forcing Lan Jingyu to write a script about his sister getting married.
It's a pity that the corners of Lan Jingyu's mouth raised too much, which obviously didn't match the script, so the emcee had to give up.
The Lan family doesn't have many relatives, but they have a wide circle of friends. There are fifty or sixty tables occupied by friends, and they all come from all over the country.
Li Jing was sitting at the second seat, thinking to herself that with the Lan family's accumulated connections, it was only a matter of time before she got involved. Fortunately, she didn't have any enmity with the "old witch" in the first place.
When the bride entered the scene, Joan Anru, as a mother, still cried.
This emcee also belongs to the emotional stream and insisted on making it a little sad. His words made Lan Shan roll her eyes under the veil, but moved the girls and mothers in the audience to tears, because of the hard-won love between the young couple and the husband.
The growth history over the past few years has not been easy.
Surrounded by people wiping away tears, Li Ying immersed herself in cooking and applauded the emcee, "Okay--!"
The master of ceremonies looked at her twice, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Not far away, across several tables, Lan Jingyu saw the heartless child. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and never looked away.
By chance, Li Jing looked up and saw this scene.
She was stunned for a moment, taking tea and drinking water, thinking in her mind, and took a second look, and found that Li Ying didn't raise her head, only Lan Jingyu's one-man show.
this……
While her mind was racing, Aunt Xiaoyu caught her sight and served her a drink to toast her.
Li Jing was interrupted and responded with a smile. When she looked up again, she saw that Lan Jingyu was already being drunk by a young man beside her. The scene just now seemed to be just an illusion.
But she knew in her heart that Lan Jingyu was looking at Li Ying.
No trace was revealed, just pondering silently.
Li Ying didn't notice it at all. During the lively toasting session, she saw that her mother was being pestered, so she carried the wine glass to Lan Jingyu's table without restraint.
The table at this table were all from Hong Kong, and they were all acquaintances. Guo Zhengxi made the loudest noise, insisting that Duan Ge have a big drink, saying that all the people at this table were her brothers.
Three brothers came to the Long family, and Long Long was also there.
Li Ying came over to join in the fun, but was caught by Lan Shan, "My sister-in-law is here. You all know what kind of person she is. Please stop nagging me and let us go."
The crowd booed.
Gong Zheng's face was already a little red, and he clapped his hands and said, "Those who are married, there's no point in making trouble with them. Anyway, they have to get married at night, right?"
Guo Zhengxi understood and slapped the table, "That makes sense."
Li Ying had a big head and glanced at Lan Jingyu.
Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows.
Hold on.
Li Ying coughed lightly, "In the worst case, I'll drink it!"
Lan Shan put her arm around her shoulders and said to everyone, "Did you see my dear sister-in-law?"
"There is no big or small wine table. No matter what the coffee is today, someone has to drink this big glass of wine." Long Laosi poured a full glass of red wine and turned the turntable to Li Ying.
"Hey, that's right, stop using your position to oppress others."
"We showed off our faces in Hong Kong City last time. I already wanted to kill you two."
"We've already kissed each other. Let's have a drink. Isn't it too much?"
"Mating is customary, so take a bite of an apple."
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The corner of Li Ying's mouth twitched, these people were crazy and they had come up with all the tricks to make trouble in the wedding room.
Lan Jingyu knocked on the table with one hand, glanced at everyone, and said with curled lips: "Feng Shui is changing, I advise you to restrain yourself."
"Hey, my brother is a non-marriage person. It's not my turn in this round."
"Stop talking about it, we'll talk about it when it's your turn!"