Lu Minglan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you disappointed that I'm here?"
Su Manxi sat upright, put her hands on her handbag, and curled her lips, "How could that be? I feel honored that Young Master Lu came to pick me up."
Lu Minglan chuckled, "That's good."
Su Manxi pursed her lips and asked, "Why did Shiyan ask you to come?"
"After all, it is his nephew's wedding, and some procedures need to be reviewed by him again."
Su Manxi rolled her eyes, "Ming Lan, does Shi Yan have someone he likes?"
"I don't know, after all, Shi Yan doesn't like others to interfere in his private life." Lu Minglan turned his face away from the window, obviously having no desire to continue the conversation.
Su Manxi tightened her handbag. It seemed that what Jiang Nan said was true. There was a woman beside Fu Shiyan, the one named An Yan.
She and Fu Shiyan grew up together, shouldn't she be his woman?
For so many years, Fu Shiyan did not express his position. She thought this was because Fu Shiyan was a cold and aloof person.
She wondered if she should force him once and make him understand that she, Su Manxi, was the woman who accompanied him when he grew up and that she was indispensable in the name of studying abroad.
Through her own hard work and luck, she became the world-famous costume and jewelry designer Manxi.
However, in the past three years, Fu Shiyan has had nothing but formulaic greetings during the New Year and holidays.
It's just that she has never heard any scandals about Fu Shiyan, nor is he in love, so she is not in a hurry to return to China.
Until one day Jiang Nan contacted her and told her that Fu Shiyan had a woman, and she was very protective of her.
She was going crazy with jealousy.
How could a country bumpkin win Fu Shiyan's favor? How could he not be as good as her in terms of education, appearance, and figure if he had no family background?
So, she came back, and she wanted to take back the man who should have belonged to her!
Su Manxi raised her proud neck, and she secretly swore that if she didn't get it, she wouldn't let anyone else get it!
The Wanjiang Wedding Banquet canceled other receptions today just to host this century wedding of the Fu family and the An family.
Rows of luxury cars were parked in front of the hotel, and bigwigs from the business, political, cultural, sports and art circles all gathered here.
Because media reporters were not allowed to enter the infield for filming, and were only broadcast in real time on the large LED screen outside the hotel, many media reporters gathered outside the hotel, and they all wanted to upload the reports to the Internet as soon as possible.
The banquet hall is extremely luxurious, with red roses everywhere, fragrant and fragrant.
A high-tech LCD electronic screen stood in the center of the banquet hall, connected to the large LED screen in the outfield.
Fu Shiyan stood at the door of the banquet hall, chatting with big shots from all walks of life, but his eyes fell on the slender figure in the pastry area from time to time, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.
Fu Jinqiao touched An Yan's arm with her elbow, "I found that my uncle was particularly kind to me today."
An Yan: "?"
"Just smile at me without any problem."
An Yan suppressed a smile and cleared her throat, "Maybe you are very beautiful today. Maybe my uncle will introduce you to some young talents soon."
Fu Jinqiao took it seriously, "That won't work. I only like Mu Qianfan. In two years, I will ask my uncle to go to Mu's house to propose marriage."
An Yan was moved by Fu Jinqiao's persistence. She patted her on the shoulder and said, "Where there is a will, there is a way! Come on!"
Fu Jinqiao nodded and said very seriously, "That is necessary. Where there is a will, there is a way. The best actor of China will eventually belong to me. My hard work will pay off and I am full of courage. My sincerity is admirable!"
An Yan was so amused that she burst out laughing. How could there be such a cute little girl?
The two were choosing desserts when a harsh voice came.
"How will you be here?"
An Yan raised her eyes and saw Yang Suhua standing in front of the long table, facing her coldly.
"I invited her here." Fu Jinqiao raised her chin and supported An Yan.
Yang Suhua already had high cheekbones, and the way she glared at An Yan looked even more sarcastic, "I'm telling you, evil, if anything goes wrong with Yirou's wedding today, it will have something to do with you. I will definitely make you pay.
It’s a painful price!”
An Yan chuckled, "I'm still saying that, if you don't do anything bad, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door. What are you afraid of? Could it be that An Yirou has done something ulterior?"
Yang Suhua said in a cold tone, "Nie Zhan, if there is a problem today, I will blame you!" After saying that, he snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
She walked to An Zaili and whispered, "That evil obstacle is here too. I feel very uneasy."
An Zaili looked in the direction she pointed, "Don't worry, today involves the Fu family's face. Even if An Yan makes trouble again, the Fu family will calm down. Besides, the Fu family will never let this happen."
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Yang Suhua twisted a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and said, "Amitabha, Buddha bless my Yirou to have a smooth marriage today."
At this moment, An Yirou, who hopes to be blessed, is touching up her makeup in the dressing room.
Du Xinlan accompanied An Yirou and directed the makeup artist, "Make the lipstick a little brighter, so it will look better on camera."
An Yirou moved and her lipstick smeared.
She was furious, "Are you blind? What did you do?"
The makeup artist was frightened and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll touch up your makeup right away."
"Hurry up! It's so damned!" An Yirou was upset and worried.
After the makeup artist finished the patch, An Yirou glared at her and said, "Get out first!"
Only mother and daughter Du Xinlan and An Yirou were left in the dressing room.
"Mom, my heart is beating so hard. I'm so afraid that bitch An Yan will do something behind my back."
Du Xinlan comforted her, "Don't be afraid, what tricks can that little bitch do? After today, you will be the young mistress of the Fu family. Even with this status, you can trample that little bitch under your feet."
An Yirou gritted her teeth, "I must make this bitch An Yan die a good death!"
At this time, the makeup artist knocked on the door, and she poked her head in, "Mrs. Fu, the auspicious time has come, and we are ready to enter."
An Yirou stood up, straightened her waist, took a few deep breaths, raised her lips and smiled, revealing her standard eight teeth.
Du Xinlan followed him out and came to the door of the banquet hall.
At this time, An Zaili was already waiting at the door, and An Yirou held his arm.
everything's ready.
After a while, the door slowly opened, and music and applause sounded.
Under the blessing eyes of everyone, An Yirou walked into the banquet hall with An Zaili on her arm and walked towards Fu Chenyu.
Fu Chenyu walked towards An Yirou at the same time holding the bouquet, took his beloved wife from An Zaili's hands, and the two walked onto the stage of happiness together.
The host opened a lot of words of blessing and then said, "Let us appreciate the growth trajectory of the bride and groom."
Photos of the two of them starting from birth, childhood and growing up began to play on the big screen.
The guests all praised it.
"These two are such a perfect match!"
"Yes, An Yirou is beautiful and sensible. She will definitely be Master Fu's good wife in the future."
"The An family is so lucky to be in the same family as the Fu family."