Chapter 800

Xiao He was called to the office by the manager when the wine and wine left. He said coldly, "when can I give you such power?" Seeing that ye Zimo's flattery and fear had disappeared, he fell in love with her because she didn't agree with other women, she didn't cry, she was considerate, and I really don't know why all her beauty was shattered as soon as they appeared.

"Didn't you say as long as I like?" When Xiao he listens to his boss, he immediately remembers that he was angry before. He coaxed her. Now, Xiao He looks at the manager fearfully.

"You go home. It's not for you." After that, he left.

Xiao He stood in the office. She hated wine in her heart. Her boss didn't look at her from beginning to end.

Jiujiu and Yan Qingyan go home hand in hand, thinking that she has offended Xiaohe.

"Yihan, I took a lot of wedding photos. It's beautiful." Wine said ostentatiously, every girl has a wedding dress, how can wine not say? Especially with loved ones.

"Our wine is the most beautiful." Xia Yihan hears her voice before he sees the wine. If he doesn't see the person, he hears it first. This is happiness. Xia Yihan is really happy for the wine.

Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan are both at Ye's villa this week. Jiujiu and Yan Qingyan have been laughing all the time since they received the photos, even forgetting all the unpleasant things that happened in the studio.

Ye Zimo orders the housekeeper to prepare the engagement banquet for Jiujiu and Yan Qingyan. The time comes quietly, and the day of engagement will soon come. The location was chosen in Ye's villa, and the guests were all close friends.

On the platform stood Yan Qingyan and ye Zimo. Ye Zimo was dressed in a high-end handmade suit, and his whole body exuded a compelling atmosphere, which was dwarfed by Yan Qingyan's gentleness, but they didn't look like brothers at all.

"Thank you very much for coming to Xiaohan's engagement banquet. Thank you." Ye Zimo has always been arrogant and indifferent, and he is always unpredictable. However, today is a special day. Once he changed his old style, since he came to the stage, many audiences could not believe it.

"Please tell us about today's hero." Ye Zimo steps down from the stage and gives the scene to the protagonist today. He goes to Xia Yihan and quietly observes the people who come. Zhong Yuntang comes, Hai Zhixuan comes, and Lin Ling doesn't come. Li Hetai can't come. Why can't these two mandarin ducks get together.

Zhong Yuquan did not come, although Ye Zimo was happy not to see Zhong Yuquan, but the heart of the guard did not reduce.

"Zimo, I'm very happy today." Xia Yihan leans on Ye Zimo's chest. Compared with before, she is much more cheerful and bold. Xia Yihan holds Ye Zimo's hand and says, "thank you for preparing such a grand engagement for wine."

She and wine are good friends, looking at friends happiness, she is also very happy.

"Silly girl, these are what they should get." Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan with a smile, as if his smile is more and more.

Pa Pa, thunderstorm like applause again, Xia Yihan no matter why clap her hands, she eagerly stretched out her hands to clap each other.

"Let's welcome our heroine today." Haizhixuan is the supporter of this wedding. He is wearing a white dress, which is less cold and more human.

Xia Yihan can't move easily. She can't bring wine out. Zhong Yuntang volunteered to bring wine out. It's common for her to walk in high-heeled shoes. Her elegant movements are eye-catching.

Stepping on the Dahong stall, Zhong Yuntang has a feeling of engagement. Her eyes can't help looking at Ye Zimo, thinking that he takes the ring to her, "Yuntang, marry me." Zhongyuntang secretly smile, how can she have such a thought, she should not, one Han is her sister, one Han has Ye Zimo's child.

Li Hetai's figure also enters Zhong Yuntang's brain unexpectedly. She is shocked to think of Li Hetai. Zhong Yuntang looks at his hand suspiciously. It's not long since they left that she would think of him.

"Miss Jiujiu, whether you are willing to marry Ye Zihan, no matter he is born, old, dead, rich or poor." Haizhixuan is a guest priest today. If he wants to be happy with them, he takes down Lin Ling.

"I will." Jiujiu replied with a smile that she would accompany him through his life.

"Ye Zihan, what about you? No matter what accident happens, will you always accompany the wine lady? " Haizhixuan pursues while winning.

Haizhixuan takes a deep look at the wine on the opposite side. He will accompany her for a lifetime“ I will

The intense applause reminded me again that it was an affirmation of them.

"Exchange rings." Haizhixuan announced.

Yan Qingyan went to Jiujiu and knelt down on one knee. He said happily, "Jiujiu, marry me."

"Marry him, marry him."

"Marry me." Yan Qingyan kneels on one knee, his eyes sincerely looking at Xia Yihan, he really wants to take care of wine“ Wine, will you marry me? " Yan Qingyan asked anxiously, afraid that he might say something he didn't want to hear.

"Yes." Cried the guests below.

Jiujiu looked at the cheering crowd and whispered, "I do." Then he blushed and did not dare to look at others.

"Next, let's invite the hero to kiss the heroine." Haizhixuan looks at Yan Qingyan and looks at him happily. He thinks how nice it would be for Lin Ling to look at him like this. He says the wrong lines when he thinks about him.

"Kiss, kiss." The following people try their best to say that whether it is because of Ye Haoran, or because of Ye Zimo, or even many sincere blessings, they all want to see this couple happy.

Wine red face looking at Yan Qingyan, she just don't want, the voice below is automatically blocked by her.

"Good boy." Yan Qingyan's gentle enough to kill the whole situation makes her drunk. She watched Yan Qingyan's well-defined face approach, and with a bang, it was like a drop of water on her skin.

Wine stupidly looking at Yan Qingyan, lips and lips touch like an electric shock, numb crisp, they are not the first touch, better than the first kiss.

This amazing moment of the two was also photographed by many reporters. Those who rushed to shoot this scene were afraid of being preempted by others. Who let their jobs be this.

Xia Yihan looks at the two people on the stage and claps her hands hard. She hopes that her blessing can pass through the people until she reaches the wine.

Receiving Yihan's eyes, Jiujiu blushes slightly and looks at Xia Yihan.

The happiest is Ye Haoran. He sits in the first row. Ye Zimo always blames him. It's not him. Ye Zihan won't get lost. Why doesn't he blame himself? Looking at Ye Zihan's engagement, he felt that he was more happy than being elected.

The grand wedding was reported by many reporters.

In a small supermarket on the outskirts of Dongjiang, a woman's hair is messy, and she has some difficulty in carrying goods.

Carrying the heavy cargo packing box, she stretched out her hands and the box fell to the ground with a slap. She reached for the goods on the floor. Her hair covered her eyes. She looked up. She recognized the people on TV.

The reporter said that President Ye's son was engaged, the grand scene was unprecedented, and several words after the festival stimulated her.

Why can they be happy? She is the only one living in the dark and hiding.

The landlady said to herself: "hum, what a grand engagement party. The rich are luxury."

The woman carrying the goods is song wanting. She fled to the small supermarket in the suburbs. No one else found any information about her, as if she had disappeared from the world.

Song wanting's eyes are fixed on the TV play, and she suddenly gushes out thousands of kinds of sorrow. She is the real daughter, but there is a family that can't meet her. Yan Qingyan, your smile is so bright. Do you know that you are not ye Haoran's little son at all, and Mo Xiaojun is. You are just a lie made by me, and have occupied Mo Xiaojun's position all the time.

She remembers that Yan Qingyan didn't say a word for her after her accident. The more song wanting thinks about it, the more unfair and twisted she is. She runs out of the small supermarket with a sneer. Now song wanting's skin is sallow and her eyes are blank. No one will think that she was song wanting.

"Dead girl, you say you go there and come back." The landlady saw song wanting rush out of the supermarket. Her self-esteem was in trouble. She didn't tell her where the dead girl was going. She was too fat to keep up with song wanting, so she had to go with her.

No matter how the landlady called song wanting, she ran to a public phone booth and put some coins in her pocket.

Song wanting coldly picked up the microphone, the expression on her face is like a poisonous snake spitting a message.

She stops for a few minutes, and her hands quickly dial Ye's landline. All the things of Ye's family are in her brain, even if she wants to forget them.

The call got through in a few minutes.

"Who are you looking for, please?" The other side does not wait for song wanting to speak to ask gently.

From the beginning to the end, song wanting never changed her expression. When she heard who you were looking for, she felt extremely ironic. In the past, no one in Ye's villa was looking for her, but now no one knows her.

Song wanting said with a sneer: "I'm looking for Yan Qingyan. Oh, Yan Qingyan is Ye Zihan, who you are engaged to. Go to him and answer the phone." Especially the young master Ye Zihan is very harsh.

"Who are you, please?" The other side asks, this sentence stimulates song wanting more.

"Let you go, you go, so much nonsense?" Song wanting's accumulated complaints broke out all of a sudden, and her first lady's temper came up all of a sudden.

The other side seems to be awed by song wanting's roar, strange to call Yan Qingyan, she is just a little maid.

At the end of the engagement party, Yan Qingyan is ready to propose a toast.

A maid rushed to Yan Qingyan and whispered, "Mr. Xiaoye, someone is looking for you." When she looked at the wine, her eyes were filled with regret, which made the wine puzzling.

"Wine, wait for me here. I'll be back soon. Soon." Yan Qingyan patted Jiujiu's arm and motioned her to rest assured. Jiujiu nodded with a smile.

Yan Qingyan follows the maid with great strides. When she comes to the hall, the phone just rings.