Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci is a sentimental girl who can't listen to sensational good things the most.

Song Fei successfully used one sentence to provoke Song Ci to tears on the spot. Song Ci felt embarrassed and ran into the bathroom to hide. Fortunately, she hasn't put on makeup yet, and she doesn't worry that tears will stain her makeup.

Thinking that Song Fei was still a vegetative person lying in bed with no consciousness three years ago, and was about to marry in an instant, Song Ci was happy, but also sad.

Song Ci was still a little confused when he returned from rebirth. Was wondering why God sent her back to get her revenge?

Now Song Ci finally understands that being reborn is not only for revenge, but also for the happiness of those around him.

Han Zhan, who was supposed to be single all his life, fulfilled his grandfather's wish by marrying a wife and having children. And the lonely Yan Jiang, who has been wearing Song Fei's photos all his life, also married Song Fei as he wished.

Song Fei, who should have died in Mu Mian's hands long ago, has not only regained consciousness, but will marry her true son today.

All this is perfect!

Song Ci wiped away her tears and adjusted her mood before opening the toilet door and going out.

Song Fei looked up at her, and she said, "Don't cry."

"Who is crying!" Song Ci had a hard duck mouth.

It's still early, Yan Jiang and the others will come to marry at 8:30, and it's only seven.

Song Ci said, "I'll change my clothes first, and I'll look for you later."

"okay."

It was cold in the morning. In order to keep warm, Song Ci wore a red fur jacket with a silky black suspender skirt and a pair of black high heels.

She wore her hair and makeup, which made Han Zhan feel amazing.

The beautiful and beautiful Song Ci is very suitable for this exaggerated and bold look. She is especially suitable for the red dress. Wearing a red dress, she has the most beautiful aura in the world.

"It looks good." After three and a half years of marriage, Han Zhan would still be amazed by Song Ci.

Like Song Ci, Han Zhan also attached great importance to today's wedding. He rarely wore a three-piece high-definition burgundy English suit, more like a handsome gentleman.

"We Zhan Zhan, we are also very handsome today." Song Ci swayed her **** body and moved closer to Han Zhan. Her slender jade finger touched Han Zhan's tie, and then leaned her head on Han Zhan's shoulder. On a whim, she said: "What to do, I suddenly want to get married again."

Han Zhan's smile instantly froze, frowning and refusing, saying, "It's okay to change to a few others, this won't work."

"I'm just talking about it." Song Ci stared at Han Zhan's face. When Han Zhan was thirty-five years old, he could see some light wrinkles at the end of his eyes when he spoke and laughed.

Seeing Han Zhan frown, Song Ci reached out and pressed Han Zhan's wrinkles. "Brother Han, you have wrinkles."

Han Zhan is a straight man, but he cares very much about his aging. Who told him to find a little fairy who ate frozen grass?

Han Zhan walked to the mirror and looked at it. Seeing that he really had wrinkles, he looked at Song Ci sadly and couldn't help asking, "Why are you not getting old?"

"I'm under 25 years old, when I was young and beautiful."

Han Zhan was very sad.

Steward Cai knocked on their door suddenly.

Han Zhan raised his voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

Steward Cai said: "Mr., Mrs., Mr. Yan, they have entered the surveillance area and are coming to the villa."

The first monitoring is set up at the foot of Yulong Mountain. It takes only seven or eight minutes to drive from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

"Okay, got it."

Han Zhan said to Song Ci, "Let's go, let's marry my sister." He raised his arm, waited for Song Ci to put Yu's hand on him, and patted Song Ci on the back of his hand, then led her downstairs. Go to Song Fei's room.

Song Fei was a little nervous when he heard that Yan Jiang was coming soon. For a while she felt the lipstick was spent, and for a while she felt that she was going to the toilet, as if she could not urinate all of a sudden.

Song Ci saw Song Fei's uneasy look in her eyes. She said, "Song Fei, are you scared?"

Song Feibai gave her a glance.

The kick is getting closer. Song Ci got up and walked to the north of the bedroom with some doubts. Opening the window, Song Cichao looked out of the manor and saw Yan Jiang riding a group of handsome horses with a group of brothers.

Song Ci was shocked.

"Song Fei, Yan Jiang drove the horse they rode!"

Song Fei got up and walked to Song Ci, hiding behind her to play at the gate, and saw housekeeper Cai open the door. After the door opened, Yan Jiang and his best man team, a total of six people, all ran in on horses.

The corners of Song Fei's lips raised slightly, "I like this way of welcoming her." Song Fei ran downstairs without waiting for Song Ci and the others to stop her.

Song Ci chased after her wearing high heels, "Song Fei, why are you in a hurry, we have to stop the groom!"

"What are you blocking? Anyway, you are going to marry."

Song Fei ran downstairs and ran into Yan Jiang and the others.

Seeing the bride ran down by herself, not wearing a wedding dress, but a knitted fishtail skirt, the best man behind Yan Jiang was shocked.

Yan Jiang himself was also a little surprised. "A Fei."

Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei's appearance with some surprise. Song Fei didn't have many opportunities to wear skirts, and only occasionally changed clothes at night. The first time I saw Song Fei dressed up in this warm and pleasant appearance, Yan Jiang felt a soft mess.

"A Fei, you look so good."

Song Ci ran downstairs carrying her skirt, and when she saw Yan Jiang he said, "Song Fei forbids us to block the door, but the red envelopes are still necessary. A Jiang, where about the red envelopes?"

A handsome groomsman came out behind Yan Jiang, it was actor Wei Lai. Wei Lai was holding a bag in his hand. He walked towards Song Ci with a smile, and said as he walked, "Mrs. Han, here it is!"

The bag was so full that it was sincere at first glance.

Song Ci is satisfied.

She handed the red envelopes to Steward Cai and said to him: "Distribute the red envelopes to the people."

"Good lady."

Yan Jiang took Song Fei on his horse, and a group of people went away.

Standing at the gate, Song Ci looked sadly at Song Fei and their backs, feeling frustrated.

This unambitious woman!

Han Zhan was amused seeing Song Ci so depressed. "I think it's good this way." Song Fei has a strange personality, and he does everything according to his preferences. Han Zhan didn't feel surprised that Song Fei did something like welcoming a relative voluntarily running to the groom.

Song Ci shook his head straight, "I don't want to stay in the female college."

"No."

"Hold the children down, and we can also set off."

"it is good."

Han Zhan and the others drove two cars to attend the wedding. He sat in one with Song Ci and his two daughters. The other car was the housekeeper and nanny of the children. Song Fei got married today, Song Ci and Han Zhan are very busy, and the children can only be taken care of by the nanny and housekeeper.

Han Zhan sat in the passenger seat, and Song Ci and the children sat in the back.

The two little guys are wearing little red jackets and a yarmulke today. Han Miao's fleshy face looked more rounded, and Han Jun looked more cute than usual.

When they arrived at the hotel, Song Ci and Han Zhan strolled around the banquet hall with their children. They were familiar with each other, and Han Zhan asked Long Yu to take the little sisters back to the room.

Song Ci went to Song Fei to take a look. Song Fei had already finished the wedding ceremony. She said she was hungry and asked Song Ci to get her some chocolate. Song Ci had long known that Song Fei would be hungry, and she said, "I made you full last night, but you didn't listen."

Song Fei was so hungry that his stomach was uncomfortable and nauseous.

The stylist saw Song Fei retching and laughed at her: "Is she pregnant?"

Upon hearing this, Song Fei and Song Ci fell silent at the same time.

The stylist noticed the silent reaction of Song Ci and Song Fei, and she later realized that she had said something wrong. "I'm sorry, Miss Song Fei, I have no bad intentions, and I will not pass it on."

The stylist thought that Song Fei and Yan Jiang were married to Fengzi, and that Song Fei was worried that she would spread the matter out, causing bad public opinion, so he was unhappy.

Song Fei shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Song Ci glanced at the stylist, but said, "Thank you to avoid it first." Song Ci usually seems to get along well, but when her face is a little more serious, the majesty of the richest wife's wife is revealed, and she looks a little bit bluffing.

The stylist was busy taking his colleagues out respectfully.

After they left, Song Ci took out a few chocolates from the bag, the brand that Song Ci loved the most but did not dare to eat more. "I prepared chocolate for you, would you like some?"

Song Fei took the chocolate, peeled one, and threw it into his mouth, turning the chocolate with the tip of his tongue like eating a popping candy.

The rich taste of chocolate spreads in every corner of his mouth, but Song Fei's heart is still uncomfortable.

Being infertile is always a knot in Song Fei's heart. It is one thing for a woman to be willing to have children, but it is another thing for not to have children.

Song Ci knew that Song Fei felt uncomfortable, and she told Song Fei: "Han Zhan told me that the American Ice Dragon studies all the artificial uterine technology and can give you and Yan Jiang a surrogate child."

"You just can't conceive, and it's not that you have no eggs. Song Fei, if you want a baby, I will take you and A Jiang to the United States to do it."

"I know this." Song Fei is also a member of the medical world. When she woke up, she heard of the existence of this technology and felt magical.

just...

"I just want to give birth to a child between me and Yan Jiang." She wanted to feel the process of pregnancy for herself, and she wanted to watch the birth of the child with her own eyes, and she would fall to the ground.

Hearing this, Song Ci felt sour and full of guilt.

"Forget it, don't talk about it." Song Fei put his arms around Song Ci's shoulders and said to her: "You must not secretly feel guilty in your heart, Song Ci, I never blame you."

She just regrets not being able to have children. But if she had to choose between giving birth and saving Song Ci's life, Song Fei would still choose to save Song Ci.

After all, a child has never been owned, but Song Ci is her younger sister. They are iron sisters who have fought in the womb.

Knocking——

The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Song Ci: "Who is it?"

"Is this Miss Song Fei's room?"

Song Ci heard a female voice, unfamiliar at first, and familiar with it afterwards.

Where are you listening?

Song Ci walked over and opened the door.

A tall figure caught Song Ci's eyes.

The visitor carried a black shoulder bag, draped curly hair, and wore a camel gray lady's coat. White shirt and black trousers, with a pair of flat ladies shoes. It's a woman with a flat breast but a genuine woman.

Song Ci stared at the girl's face, feeling surprised.

"Jiang Bi?" The visitor is not someone else, but Jiang Bi, a good sister of Han Wangwang, who lives downstairs in Song Ci's house.

Jiang Bi recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was Song Ci instead of Song Fei. Song Fei did not have such a **** figure as hers, nor was she as enchanting and charming as her.

Jiang Bi asked politely: "Mrs. Han, is Miss Song Fei here?"

Song Ci nodded, "Yes."

She did not let Jiang Bi come in, but turned around and asked Song Fei, "Song Fei, the eldest lady of the Jiang family is looking for you, do you want to see you?" Song Ci was not sure if Song Fei knew Jiang Bi, so she told Jiang Bi's detailed identity. Song Fei.

But after Song Fei learned of the identity of the outsider, he actually said, "Let her in."

"it is good."

Song Ci put Jiang Bi into the suite.

Jiang Bi followed behind Song Ci, bypassing the small living room and tea room, before entering Song Fei's bedroom. As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Bi saw Song Fei sitting at the foot of the bed, wearing a backless wedding dress.

The first time I saw Song Fei's wedding dress, Jiang Biyou was amazed.

Song Ci picked up an orange on the table, which was given by the hotel. She was about to sit down on the sofa when she heard Song Ci say: "Song Ci, go and help me see if Yan Jiang is ready, and help me take a photo of his dress."

Song Ci was a little surprised.

Song Fei is going to distract her.

Song Ci's probing eyes floated back and forth between Song Fei and Jiang Bi. How did the two meet? They seem to be very familiar.

What are they talking about behind their backs?

Song Ci feels like her baby has been snatched away.

She looked at Jiang Bi a few more times, and then took the orange and walked out unwillingly.

After Song Ci closed the door, Jiang Bi smiled and said to Song Fei: "Your sister treats me as an enemy, as if I robbed her of her baby."

Song Fei said: "She is relatively naive." It sounded like Song Fei was scolding Song Ci, but Jiang Bi saw the smile in Song Fei's eyes.

These sisters.

Seeing their deep feelings, Jiang Bi couldn't help thinking of his relatives, his eyes darkened.

Song Fei asked Jiang Bi: "Are you here alone?"

"No, with my father." After the last blind date, his father deliberately brought Jiang Bi out to meet the world and make friends, and wanted to find him a son-in-law Chenglong.

"Master's wedding today, Disciple brought a gift." Jiang Bi opened the bag and handed over the transfer of various property rights and company shares to Song Fei.

After reading the documents one by one, Song Fei was a little touched, but at the same time he felt ashamed of it.

Obviously only one year older than Jiang Bi, Song Fei looked at Jiang Bi with the eyes of a child. Song Fei said: "Little apprentice, Master is not for business. You take these equity certificates, and I will accept the ownership transfer. It's down."

The sudden distribution of so many shares in Jiang Bi must have an impact on Jiang Bi, and she must not harm Jiang Bi.

Song Fei threw those software to Jiang Bi back then, just wanting to make a little money, but she didn't know that her little apprentice was so powerful that she actually made more than 20 billion for her.

Song Fei was never a greedy woman. She knew very well that the software she wrote was only worth the price of those houses.

However, when he heard Song Fei's words, Jiang Bi said: "Master, without your help and teaching, there would be no Jiang Bi today."

During the darkest period of Jiang Bi's life, it was Song Fei's appearance that gave him hope. Without Song Fei's help, Jiang Bi might die in the ring of the underground boxing house.

"Master, to me, you are my salvation. You must accept these shares."

Listening to Jiang Bi's words, Song Fei stopped insisting and accepted those things.

Find a chance to return it to him later.

Song Fei remembers that when he first met Jiang Bi, Jiang Bi's life was in poverty. "When you were a kid, you were discussing life in Boxing Village. How did you turn around and become the eldest lady of the Jiang family?"

Staring at Jiang Bi's lady's dress and the pair of large ladies' single shoes, Song Fei felt even more strange, "Did you tell me when you were a kid, were you a boy?" This gender has changed when it can be said to have changed?

Or did Jiang Bi later go for a **** reassignment surgery?

But it doesn't look like it.

Jiang Bi's eyes were ever-changing. Faced with the master who loved him since he was a child, Jiang Bi rarely tore off the veil of disguise for a long time, and said exhaustedly, "I pretended to be."

Song Fei took a deep look at him, and then said, "What has happened to you?"

"Remember when I told you when I was a kid, I have a twin sister?"

"Well, remember."

Jiang Bi squeezed his fists, and he said in a dumb voice: "After my sister was adopted, she was bullied by a group of dudes because of her beauty. Later she..."

Jiang Bi's throat rolled, choked and said, "She committed suicide by lying on the rails, and the corpse was not left in the capital... The railway department handed her body tissues to the forensic doctor for an autopsy. It happened that the forensic doctor was a brother of mine. The genes are almost identical, so he called and told me about it."

"After I found out the cause of my sister's death, I asked the forensic friend to change my sister's examination report to male, and I pretended to be my sister to go to school."

The elder brother was originally named Jiang Ruofei and the younger sister was Jiang Bi. It is not easy for an adult man to dress up as a girl. Fortunately, Jiang Ruofei and Jiang Bi were originally sisters of the dragon and phoenix, but Jiang Bi himself grew tall and was photographed by a model company.

So when playing his younger sister, Jiang Ruofei only needs to learn to imitate her sister's voice, learn the lifestyle habits of the girls, and pretend to have menstruation every month.

After he and his sister were lost, their parents have been searching for their whereabouts. Before she went crazy and jumped off the building, she went to find her gene bank and left her genes, hoping to find her own child one day in the future.

The death report was also matched with the data from the gene bank for seeking relatives.

The Jiang family's long-lost daughter has been found!

When this news was released, Jiang Weimin was forced to take his daughter back to Jiang's house under the eyes of public opinion.

Jiang Bi, who was disguised as a woman, went back to Jiang’s family and began to find out the truth about his mother’s death and the hard way to get justice for his sister.

After Song Fei heard Jiang Ruofei's incident, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. "Why are you so troublesome, just serve them in one pot, how simple."

"Master, what I want is to confess their crimes to the world. I want them to openly apologize to my sister. I want them... life is better than death!" It's just to die so happily, that would be too cheap for them.

Knocking——

There was a knock on the door outside, followed by the voice of the wedding planning manager: "Miss Song Fei, get ready. You have ten minutes to go downstairs and get ready to enter."

"it is good."

Jiang Bi looked at the time and said, "Master, I will go down first."

"it is good."

When Jiang Bi opened the door, he met the suspicious-looking Song Ci outside the door. When Song Ci saw that Jiang Bi had finally come out, she couldn't help asking, "Jiang Bi, do you know my sister?"

Jiang Bi nodded with a cold face, "Well, we have known each other when we were young, and we are very close friends."

Jiang Bi generously explained that he had known Song Fei since childhood, but Song Ci did not doubt their relationship. "That's it, by the way, did you come with Wangwang? I saw Wangwang downstairs just now."

Hearing Han Wangwang's name, Jiang Bi's eyes became brighter. "I'll go find her."

Jiang Bi strode away and entered the elevator.

Song Ci returned to the room and asked Song Fei: "You and Jiang Bi knew each other when they were young? Are you a netizen?"

Facing the reluctant Song Ci, Song Fei seemed very patient. "Well, it's a netizen. He has good computer skills. We learned together when we were young."

"That's no wonder."

Song Ci helped Song Fei arrange her hair and put on jewelry for her.

The jewels that Song Fei wears are all the dowry that Song Ci gave her.

Song Fei's wedding dress style is relatively simple, not suitable for wearing jewelry that is too beautiful, so Song Ci gave her a clavicle chain tassel pendant.

The fringed pendant is a little angel, which hangs on Song Fei's chest, playing the beauty of embellishment.

"Song Fei, Yan Jiang will be amazed when I see you later." Song Fei, who has been seriously dressed, is really beautiful and intoxicating.

Song Fei stood up and, accompanied by Song Ci, pinched down the stairs.

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Downstairs, Jiang Bi walked into the banquet hall, looked around the hall, and saw Han Wangwang.

Today Song Fei and Yan Jiang got married. Han Wangwang was attending the wedding with his younger brother Han Junjun. Their father and grandpa were too busy to attend.

Han Wangwang wore a dark blue dress with long hair. His makeup looked clean and his skin was flawless.

Han Wangwang sat at the table with Han Junjun. Three and a half years later, Han Junjun has grown into a tall young man, sitting there in a white suit, attracting the attention of many young ladies.

Han Wangwang's cell phone rang.

She opened WeChat and saw the message--

Girlfriend: [I am in the toilet, come to see me. 】

Han Wangwang stood up hurriedly.

She looked around the guests in the hall, and saw Jiang Bi's father Jiang Weimin at a certain table, and the jeweled wife. Han Wangwang said to Han Junjun: "I'll go to the toilet and help me take two positions."

"Two?"

Han Junjun was a little surprised, "Who else is coming?"

"My friend, you know, Jiang Bi."

"Oh."

Han Junjun always heard his sister mention Jiang Bi, but he had never seen what that Jiang looked like, so he was quite curious. Han Wangwang took the small bag and came to the toilet lightly.

Han Wangwang went into the toilet. He didn't see Jiang Bi's person. Instead, he saw a few hot entertainment actresses doing makeup in the toilet. Han Wangwang whispered: "Abi, where are you?"

Jiang Bi's voice came from a toilet cubicle, "Here."

Han Wangwang lifted the skirt and walked over, cautiously, for fear of dirtying the hem of the beautiful skirt. She was about to knock on the door when Jiang Bi, who had seen her high heels a long time ago, suddenly opened the door.

Han Wangwang didn't take precautions, he fell in, and fell directly into Jiang Bi's arms.

"Eh!"

As soon as Han Wangwang looked up, Jiang Bi held his face in his hands, bowed his head and kissed.

Jiang Bi returned to his senses and quickly stretched his hand behind his back and closed the door. After the door was closed, Han Wangwang realized that he was soft in Jiang Bi's arms and his legs were shaking.

Jiang Bi was very powerful. He put his left arm around Han Wangwang's waist, and his right arm held her profile face, and kissed me completely.

Good kiss!

Before Han Wangwang kissed Jiang Bi, they always touched her like a dragonfly. Wherever she was like this, Jiang Bi almost took her apart and swallowed her!

When the kiss ended, Han Wangwang fell completely into Jiang Bi's arms.

Jiang Bi smiled softly in her ear, the cold female voice sounded a little messy, "It's not working?"

Jiang Bi blushed silently.

Hiding in the toilet and kissing, Jiang Bi felt so exciting.

Jiang Bi hugged Han Wangwang and gently rubbed her earlobes, carefully avoiding her earrings with his fingers. Jiang Bi leaned against the wall of the toilet and waited until his heartbeat slowly returned to normal before he held up Han Wangwang's face and looked at it.

"The lipstick is spent."

Jiang Bi pulled Han Wangwang out of the toilet.

The previous women had already left, and there were only two of them in the toilet. Jiang Bi picked Han Wangwang up and placed it on the sink. Jiang Bi opened Han Wangwang's clutch and found the carrot lipstick that Han Wangwang liked the most.

No need for Han Wangwang to lower his head to cooperate, Jiang Bi can put on lipstick for Han Wangwang by raising his head.

Han Wangwang opened her lips slightly, Jiang Bi looked at her beautiful lips, and he could remember the creamy smell of small cakes in her mouth. Jiang Bi took a deep breath before applying lipstick on Han Wangwang's lips.

Song Ci hurriedly walked to the toilet, and when he turned around, he saw Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi.

she was:"..."

She was inexplicably sweetened by the scene before her.

Finding that Song Ci was coming, Han Wangwang felt guilty, but Jiang Bi still held her face and continued to touch up her makeup. Han Wangwang immediately calmed down again, thinking: Jiang Bi and I are both girls, so auntie Xiao Ciao would definitely not want to be crooked.

But as everyone knows, her little aunt's thoughts have been bent into a mosquito coil.

"Aunt Xiaobiao." Han Wangwang smiled sweetly at Song Ci and said, "Are you coming to the bathroom too?"

Song Ci nodded, "The ceremony is about to begin, hurry up and make up."

"it is good."

After Song Ci came out of the toilet, Jiang Bi was still trimming Han Wangwang's eyebrows.

Song Ci washed her hands in the sink next to them. She dried her hands with the dryer, and took out the hand cream from her bag and wiped it carefully. An exquisite girl who loves beauty always has various skin care products in her bag.

After applying the hand cream, when Song Ci was about to leave, he suddenly stopped Jiang Bi.

"Jiang Bi."

Jiang Bi looked at Song Ci silently.

I saw Song Ci nod the corners of his lips with his fingers and said, "The corners of your mouth are covered with red lipstick." In fact, Jiang Bi is using everyday cinnamon lipstick today, but there are some on the corners of his mouth. Ox blood red lipstick.

That is Han Wangwang's lip color.

When Jiang Bi and Han Wangwang understood Song Ci's suggestion, their expressions changed.

Song Ci turned around and left.

Back in the banquet room, Song Ci sat down beside Han Zhan, a little absent-minded, and did not speak much. Han Zhan noticed the strangeness of Song Ci, and he handed a cup of hot tea to Song Ci.

Song Ci took the teacup without testing the water temperature, and raised his hand to drink the tea. Han Zhan hurriedly held her wrist and taught her: "Why is this reckless? This is hot tea."

Song Ci recollected, but instead reprimanded Han Zhan: "Then why don't you give it to me after you let it cool?"

Han Zhan smiled, "You." He shook the cup, and while blowing, he said, "What are you thinking? I think you have been restless since returning from the toilet."

With long eyes narrowed, Han Zhan said, "Did you hear something unpleasant in the toilet again?" Toilets, cafes, and courtyards in courtyards are always places where gossip breeds.

Song Ci really wanted to tell Han Zhan: I saw your little niece and Jiang Bi got together.

But for fear of frightening Han Zhan's care, Song Ci could only hold back. Besides, Song Ci is not clear about the relationship between Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi, and it may hurt Han Wangwang to jump to conclusions.

To put it another way, Han Wangwang loves whoever he likes, and what does the Song porcelain tube do so wide. Isn't the reason why Xiao Ming's grandfather can live to 98 is because he has never been nosy?

咚——

咚——

Suddenly, a solemn bell sounded from the speakers.

The emcee stood under the stage and reminded everyone loudly: "Please be quiet, everyone, the good time has come, please let the bride in!"

Hearing this, everyone was quiet.

With his back to the gate, Yan Jiang stood on the small round stage in the middle of the red carpet.

Yan Jiang's hair was too short for styling, so the stylist put on a wig for Yan Jiang. Today, Yan Jiang wore a black gentleman's dovetail suit. Next to the two buttons at the bottom of the jacket, he nailed two letters, an F and a J.

A silver chain connected the two letters, and his love for Song Fei was exposed everywhere.

Yan Jiang hung his hands on his chest, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands, and breathing deeply. Immediately after seeing Song Fei wearing a wedding dress, he nervously didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Song Fei walked into the venue with small steps.

Today she wore a halter neck wedding dress with a shallow V neckline, revealing a whole piece of **** and beautiful back. All her curls were rolled up, she did not wear a veil, but wore a lace wedding dress and a half-veiled top hat.

She walked behind Yan Jiang and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Yan Jiang slowly turned his head and took a glance, carefully engraving Song Fei's appearance today in the depths of his soul. Seeing Song Fei who was wearing a wedding dress and looking at him with a smile on his face, Yan Jiang suddenly put his hand on his forehead and cried.

The audience: "..."

no surprise!

When Yan Jiang cried, Song Fei made an amazing move. She pulled Yan Jiang's head down, pressed it in her arms, and gently patted his back. "Why cry, don't cry."

Yan Jiang hugged Song Fei, crying and said, "A Fei, I...I am so happy, I finally married you."

Yan Jiang choked with tears, but the audience roared with laughter. After attending the wedding ceremony so many times, it was the first time that they saw the bridegroom crying so exaggeratedly in the arms of the bride.

Song Ci fell into Han Zhan's arms with a smile, "Emma, ​​this crying lover, really is a fool."

Yan Jiang has established an image of arrogant self in the entertainment industry for so many years, and his personality suddenly collapsed at the moment of the wedding.

The heads of Yan Jiang's fan group who were invited to the wedding saw Yan Jiang crying and crying, and they looked at each other.

Who could have imagined that a boy who seemed to be frivolous and unruly, stunned the entire entertainment circle, had a small crying bag in his heart.

Is this the true face of idols?