Before dawn on the wedding day of Shen Zizhuo and Ye Linglong, the styling team came to Bai Xinci's house. They lifted the bride out of bed and dressed her up.
The team worked for several hours to get it done.
Not long after dawn, the team to welcome the bride arrived. After a lively commotion at home for a while, Ye Linglong was successfully lifted into the sedan. Naturally, the sedan could not be carried manually, and it all relied on people to carry it until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.
, so the wedding sedan is a modified carriage, which is very beautiful and is said to have cost a lot of money.
The carriages carrying the dowry at the back were also specially made. A total of eighteen carriages were made, and each carriage was filled with Ye Linglong's dowry. Together with the wedding sedan, it was really a beautiful wedding.
Shen Zizhuo also wore a Chinese-style red wedding dress and rode a handsome horse at the front of the wedding procession, followed by his bride. The wedding procession strutted on the road, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.
"Oh my God, is this a TV series?" someone exclaimed.
"You are stupid. TV series are all filmed in a movie city. Who is filming a costume TV series in a big city? This is obviously a Chinese wedding."
"This is so beautiful. In TV dramas, the emperor's marriage to his daughter is just like this."
"The emperor's daughter is not comparable. Didn't you see that the carriages are all inlaid with precious stones? Who is marrying his daughter?"
"The Chinese weddings in China are still beautiful. Western weddings are completely outclassed."
"It's so beautiful. I will have a wedding like this when I get married in the future. This makes sense."
"What a beautiful idea you have. Whose carriage do you think can go on the road? I don't know which noble family this is."
"You're right."
Passersby were talking about it and taking pictures. Soon the wedding was in the news, Weibo became popular, and the circle of friends was popular. Everyone was talking about and envious of it, creating a Chinese-style wedding and a Western-style wedding.
The wave of PK.
An Zhisu held up his mobile phone and said to Song Jiaren: "Linglong is sitting in a carriage. There are light gauze curtains around the carriage. She is also wearing a hijab. Only her figure was photographed. Zizhuo is in a worse situation. His photo has been taken.
It’s all over the internet, and someone’s going to kill someone in a matter of minutes.”
"Human flesh is just human flesh. I can only find information about him being a teacher at S University. Can I still find out other things?" Song Jiaren said.
Shen Zizhuo's previous information has been sealed, and it is true that netizens cannot dig it out. An Zhisu stopped worrying after thinking about it, and started to feel a little envious again: "This carriage is indeed beautifully built, I am even envious of it."
"How about you divorce Ye Lancheng and let him carry you in again in an eight-carat sedan?" Song Jiaren gave her an idea.
"I don't think it's reliable." An Zhisu shook his head and said, "He loves his daughter more than he loves me now. Maybe he is planning to get divorced and no one will spank his children."
"Hahahaha." Song Jiaren laughed unkindly: "It sounds like something Ye Lancheng can do. Hahaha, honey, you really gave birth to a love rival. When I gave birth to Songsong, Xia Jingze didn't even
How dare you do this."
An Zhisu laughed: "It sounds like Xia Jingze dares to do other things in front of you. Who would have thought that a former Grand Slam Best Actor and now a popular director would be controlled by his wife."
"Don't envy my husband's skills. You have no hope in this life. Just look to the next life." Song Jiaren patted her head comfortingly.
An Zhisu was about to cry but had no tears: "I have no hope in the next life. He said he would marry me in the next life."
"You are too hopeless, so you can't say you won't get married." Song Jiaren rolled her eyes.
"If you have no future, B, let alone no one, A. If you had to choose again in the next life, wouldn't you marry Jingze?" An Zhisu snorted.
"I won't marry!" Song Jiaren replied simply, and raised her chin: "In the next life, I will be a man and marry him, and let him bear me ten or eight children to repay my great kindness in giving birth to him in this life.
Virtue.”
"If you are still cruel, then I will be reincarnated as a man in my next life and marry Ye Lancheng." An Zhisu gave her a thumbs up.
Song Jiaren shook her head regretfully: "I think Ye Lancheng will probably still be a man in his next life. I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
"That's okay. At worst, I'll try my best to bend him, and I'll be the attacker, hahaha." An Zhisu laughed whimsically.
Song Jiaren:......
Who is more ruthless? What kind of hatred is this?
The two best friends were chatting together, and no one cared about the child. Anyway, the child was cared for.
The group of them sent Ye Linglong to the wedding sedan, then drove to the wedding venue to wait. The venue had been decorated long ago, and the master of ceremonies was already in place, waiting for the newlyweds to come and hold the wedding ceremony.
The wedding team walked slowly, and they waited for more than an hour for the newlyweds. As soon as the newlyweds arrived, the master of ceremonies announced that the auspicious time had arrived, and the ceremony began.
Relatives and friends all took their seats and watched the newlyweds wearing red wedding robes slowly enter. Beautiful joy played in their ears. The newlyweds walked across the red carpet to the high hall and walked to the high hall to the rhythm of joy.
The master of ceremonies began to call for worship. There are many details to the worship ceremony. Everyone watched the new things and gained knowledge at the same time.
After a complicated set of worship rituals, the master of ceremonies shouted the ceremony, and the newlyweds were sent into the bridal chamber.
Of course, it was impossible to have a wedding now. The two of them just went back to the room to change clothes, and they also had to come down to entertain the guests.
The adults are happy with the adults' things, and the children gather together to play by themselves. A group of children, big and small, can all play together. A few children in the United States and Dabao and Erbao are not often seen, but the children often make videos.
The relationship is still just as good.
Cheng Xiran accompanied He Siyi, watching the warm wedding thoughtfully, and didn't speak for a while.
"Are you envious of singles?" He Siyi teased her sister-in-law.
"I'm not single, I have a fiancé." Cheng Xiran retorted, retracting his thoughts.
He Siyi is not very optimistic about Cheng Xiran's fiancé. Although they are a good match, she always feels that there is a lack of love between them. They both seem to be engaged for the sake of getting married. If the two really get married, it would be really worrying.
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"Where is the other person? Why didn't he come?" He Siyi knew this sister-in-law a little bit, so she didn't directly name her as being inappropriate with her. She just reminded her tactfully every time.
"Going abroad to discuss business." Cheng Xiran said casually, as if he didn't care that his fiancé didn't accompany him to the wedding.
He Siyi counted on her fingers: "During the Xinxin Hundred Days Banquet, you said he went to other provinces to discuss business. During Grandma Su's birthday, you said he had an important meeting and couldn't leave. Today you said he went abroad to discuss business.
The business has gone, what’s going on, it’s busier than Brother Lancheng and Brother Ye, I don’t know when the business of Dahuan Group became busier than that of Shengshi and Hengcheng.”
Cheng Xiran let out an embarrassed chuckle and touched He Siyi's slightly pregnant belly: "Just take good care of the baby. I have a sense of responsibility for my affairs, so don't worry."
"You have the right idea." He Siyi patted the back of her hand.