Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Li Li stood behind Han Zhan, carrying a black briefcase in his hand, which was filled with red envelopes wrapped early. Seeing that Mu Qiu was not embarrassed, they opened the door. Li Li smiled hurriedly and took out a red envelope and gave it directly to Mu Qiu.

"You are the most gentle and kind bride I have ever seen."

This is not the first time Li Li has been a best man. Every time he was a best man before, he had to be treated badly.

This time it went smoothly.

Mu Qiu squeezed the red envelope, the thickness satisfied her. Mu Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, stepped aside, and said to Han Zhan, "Brother-in-law, come in quickly."

Han Zhan walked into the house.

This was the first time Han Zhan saw Song Ci wearing a wedding dress, which was more beautiful than he thought.

Song Ci wears a white go-to-go veil, lace and satin wedding dress, which is designed as a waistband buttocks style. The neckline is deep V into the chest. Song Ci's perfect chest shape is strictly blocked.

After seeing Han Zhan, he was relieved that Uncle Li was still kind and did not let Song Ci's spring light be exposed.

Han Zhan walked towards Song Ci step by step and knelt down on one knee in front of her. He raised the bouquet with his right hand and handed it to Song Ci. He asked very solemnly: "Song Ci, would you like to marry me?"

"Of course I do." Song Ci took the bouquet with both hands and kissed Han Zhan's forehead. "Groom Han, you have to hug me downstairs and get in the car without stopping in between."

"it is good."

Han Zhan embraced a princess, took Song Ci into his arms, hugged her downstairs, and put her in the car with ease.

The wedding was held on the mountain behind. When we arrived, Han Zhan went to the wedding first. Song Ci changed her wedding dress in the RV, and Mu Qiu spoke with her.

The wedding was scheduled to take place at ten o'clock, and at nine fifty, Allen began to check on Song Ci's makeup, hairstyle and jewelry. Confirming that there is no problem, Allen asked Song Ci: "How are you feeling, are you nervous?"

Song Ci smiled awkwardly while holding the bouquet, a little embarrassed. She said: "Although it has been two months since I got the certificate, I was still a little nervous on the day of marriage."

Mu Qiu said to the side: "You are Song Ci, how can you be nervous?"

Song Ci turned the bouquet in his hand and took a deep breath, "Yes, I am Song Ci, how can I be stage fright!"

The Northern Warfare came over and knocked on the door of the car, and said to Allen: "Here is ready, the bride can get out of the car and wait for admission."

"Ok."

Allen and Mu Qiu helped Song Ci get out of the car. The three of them stood by the car, and Mu Qiu was pretending to have something in his heart. Since seeing Song Ci, he hadn't said anything. Song Ci asked her: "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking?"

Mu Qiu looked at Song Ci again after he wanted to speak.

"Sister..." Mu Qiu was holding the ring box in her hand. She stroked her thumb on the surface of the ring box twice before saying: "Dad, his company is temporarily on a business trip. He may not be able to come today. ..." Mu Qiu's voice became quieter as he spoke.

Seeing Du Tingting in the morning but not Mu Mian, Song Ci guessed that Mu Mian would not attend the wedding today. Hearing Mu Qiu's words, Song Ci understood that this was what Mu Qiu asked Mu Mian to say.

She was not happy or sad, and said flatly: "It doesn't matter, I will enter the venue alone later." Rather than let Mu Mian take her in, Song Ci would rather walk the red carpet alone.

At this moment, Shen Yubei came over.

He wore a black shirt rarely seen today. The suit was still white, and the neckline was designed in pure black, with small golden stars pierced by hand.

Shen Yubei is like a noble son who came out of the Republic of China, and his every move is elegant and elegant.

When he came to Song Ci, Shen Yubei took a deep look at her, and finally fixed his gaze on the crown on top of her head. "Emerald is beautiful."

Song Ci seemed jealous, and she asked, "Is only emeralds beautiful?"

Shen Yubei is only one-meter-eight, and Song Ci wears ten-centimeter high heels and can look at him without looking up. Looking at Shen Yubei, Song Ci smiled helplessly. She said, "Teacher, is it so difficult to praise me for being beautiful?"

Shen Yubei nodded Song Ci's forehead and praised her: "Song Ci, you are very charming today."

After hearing the compliments, Song Ci was a little embarrassed and his ears were a little red.

She grabbed Shen Yubei's arm and said with a clear voice: "The first time I participated in the competition, the teacher led me on stage. I don't know if I have this honor this time. Would the teacher accompany me to enter the venue? "

Hearing this, Shen Yubei was slightly stunned, "I... okay?" He was neither Song Ci's father nor her relatives, which was not very suitable.

"You are my most beloved teacher, of course you can." Song Ci stared at the wedding scene ahead, and she could hear the voices of the guests over there. Song Ci told Shen Yubei: "I'm a little nervous, teacher."

"Don't be nervous, I'll accompany you." Thinking of some past events, Shen Yubei's expression softened unconsciously. He said: "Do you still remember? The first time you participated in the competition, you were very nervous before going on stage. How did we go back then? Overcoming the tension?"

Song Ci was only six years old when she was on stage for the first time. She no longer remembers the scene of her first time on stage, but she remembers that Shen Yubei taught her. If she is nervous, she raises her head and faces the blue sky...

Erect middle finger!

Song Ci suddenly stretched out her right hand and raised her **** high. She said, "I am the most beautiful girl in the world, and I am not nervous at all!"

Shen Yubei also raised his **** and said, "I am the most handsome and handsome man in the world, and I am not nervous at all!"

Song Ci is really not nervous anymore.

With the ringing of a bell, Song Ci heard the Beizhan Lanxess shout: "Please enter the bride!"

"Let's go, Song Ci, the teacher is with you, not afraid."

"it is good."

Song Ci took Shen Yubei's hand and walked into the wedding scene.

The wedding scene was arranged very carefully. The chairs at the ceremony were carved in solid wood and polished to be smooth and round everywhere. The wedding table is located under the red sweetgum tree.

Behind the tree is a pale green lake. To prevent accidents, a wooden fence was erected between the lake and the ceremonial stand. The wooden fence was wrapped around the blooming rose vines.

Han Zhan stood on the podium, with his hands hanging in front of his abdomen, quietly waiting for his bride to enter. When the breeze blew, the red maple leaf swayed down and stopped on his shoulder.

Han Zhan lowered his head and took away the maple leaf. As soon as he looked up, he saw Song porcelain under the flower arch at the entrance. His gray-blue eyes were lit with a touch of bright red, full of surprise and love.

The wedding dress that Song Ci wears is not a popular white wedding dress, but a fiery red halter dress. The red dress, which is as hot and gorgeous as the maple leaf forest in late autumn, outlines the **** and beautiful figure of Song Cizhu round and jade, full of style.

She wore her long hair in a simple bun, and wore a pearl emerald crown, her skin looked like fat, and her brows looked bright. The beauty of the bride blends with the beauty of the jungle. This scene is so beautiful.

At this moment, Han Zhan suddenly appreciated the outstanding demeanor of the first lady.

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