This matter was too simple for Tang Muchen. He arranged for someone to check the airport's surveillance system, and found it in less than half an hour.
"Don't worry, the two men looking for the little girl are her own bodyguards. The little girl is naughty and playing hide-and-seek with the bodyguards."
Tang Muchen fed back the news to Ye Yixing.
Ye Yixing twitched the corner of his mouth.
Worry for nothing.
But it was a good thing, and he forgot about the little girl.
The next day is the wedding of Tang Muchen and Fanfan. The Tang family has a transcendent status in New York. When the Crown Prince gets married, you can imagine how many guests there are. The wedding banquet is also a combination of Chinese and Western, so that all the Chinese and Western guests who come to attend are happy.
Enjoy your meal.
The most eye-catching thing in the entire wedding was of course the bride's wedding dress. This was also the first time that a wedding dress designed by An Zhisu appeared in the eyes of Westerners. It completely shocked the eyes of Westerners, who stared at the wedding dress on their fans.
"God, it's so beautiful. This is the most beautiful wedding dress I've ever seen."
"Which designer designed this?
I also want to ask her to design a wedding dress for me."
"I heard that it was designed by a friend of Mrs. Tang's family. It is a private order."
"Oh, that's such a shame."
Similar conversations continued one after another, and no one knew that the designer was among the guests.
The wedding went very smoothly. No one dared to bring trouble to the Tang family on such a happy day. Everyone came to send their sincere blessings.
Mu Ge couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes when he saw that his son had finally found the girl who would accompany him throughout his life.
Tang Jian gently held her shoulders, and Mu Ge leaned her head against her, with infinite satisfaction in her tears.
Su Qingchen was envious. She whispered to Tang Yue: "I don't know when Jing Zhan will get married."
Tang Yue is very Buddhist: "Mu Chen didn't get married until he was so old, while Jing Zhan is still young."
Su Qingchen: ...So the two brothers should be neat and tidy and not get married before they are thirty?
She searched for her son in the crowd, and it took her a while to find her. As expected, her son was surrounded by a group of girls. He was able to move among the girls with ease, and he didn't seem to be distracted at all.
This unlucky kid doesn't know when he will be able to calm down.
Tang Muchen was obviously drunk a lot today, but the advantage was that he had a good drinking capacity and had a best man to help with the drinking, so he could still stay awake at night.
Fanfan was so tired that she took a nap a long time ago. She never knew that getting married was such a tiring thing. Not to mention other things, she had to change seven or eight sets of clothes.
When she heard Tang Muchen came back, she got up and got out of bed to help him: "Brother, are you okay?"
The smell of alcohol is so strong, I don't know how much alcohol I drank.
"It won't affect the wedding ceremony."
Tang Muchen teased her.
Fanfan blushed and punched him.
Tang Muchen chuckled and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
He went to the bathroom, became nervous about the meal, and sat on the bright red bed at a loss.
Tang Muchen was not in a hurry. He completely washed away the smell of alcohol from his body before coming out. When he saw her sitting nervously on the bed, he walked over and hugged her gently.
Fanfan subconsciously hugged his neck and said in a shy and low voice, "Brother."
Tang Muchen had to hold back and not be in a hurry. He put her on the bed and started to kiss her softly, kissing her forehead, kissing the center of her eyebrows, kissing the bridge of her nose, kissing her lips... all the way down.
Fanfan's body trembled slightly with his delicate kiss.
The lights in the room had long been turned off, leaving only the bright red candle burning silently, illuminating the bed and reflecting a pair of overlapping figures on the wall.