The lawn wedding was over and all the guests were transferred to the hotel.
The layout of such a large wedding site is still exquisite. Dozens of dishes have been put on the table, and the banquet will open when the guests are full.
In the dressing room, Wenchang and coughed twice. Watching Wen ruoqing and Jiang Lingyun change their clothes, they came hand in hand and bent their lips.
His time is running out. His daughter can find her own happiness. As a father, he can finally leave at ease.
Jiang Lingyun, the youngest son of the Jiang family, checked his details in the morning. Although he was not particularly satisfied with him, he recognized what his daughter liked.
"Dad, are you tired? Do you want to go upstairs and have a rest?"
Wen ruoqing saw Wenchang and waiting for her in a wheelchair and hurried over with concern on his face.
"Never mind. Today is your big day. Dad will stick to it until the end of your wedding."
Wenchang and placidly patted Wen ruoqing's hand and glanced at Jiang Lingyun.
"Lingyun, I've given my dearest daughter into your hands. Don't bully her, you know? Otherwise, I can't spare you."
"Uncle... No, Dad, please rest assured. I will treasure ruoqing."
Jiang Lingyun stood in front of Wenchang he with a respectful face.
Wenchang he gave a sound and nodded with satisfaction. "Let's go. Today is your highlight moment. Go out and greet the guests."
"OK."
"OK."
Wen ruoqing and Jiang Lingyun looked at each other, and their eyes were full of smiles.
Surrounded by a group of people, several people began the toast.
Table after table, coupled with the active host on the stage, the atmosphere is very lively.
Xia Ling, Wen Wen and Fu Yunting were arranged on the main table. Seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, the three were greatly relieved.
"Today's wedding will definitely be unforgettable to me all my life."
Warm looked at the front of several people toasting, smiled.
"Yes, I didn't expect brother Ling to make such an atmosphere. The scene of exchanging rings just now is really romantic."
Xia Ling echoed and smiled.
Fu Yunting looked at her discontentedly. "Romance? Wife, do you have any ambiguity about the definition of romance? Don't you think today's wedding is embarrassing? Jiang Lingyun, I'm afraid he would only cry if we didn't help."
"Yes, my husband is the best! Without my husband, Ling really can only find a place to cry."
If her proud husband wants to be jealous, she must coax him well.
Xia Ling hugged his arm and flattered him with a smile.
"That is."
Fu Yunting sat up straight and looked cold and arrogant.
The warmth on one side covered his mouth and smiled, looking at the two pairs with envy.
Feel happy for them.
I wish I could have my husband sitting next to her right now. I could act like Xia Ling and say flattering words to him.
Husband, where are you?
The melancholy in the warm eyes flashed by and hurriedly put aside his thoughts. He didn't want to think of unhappy things at this busy time.
As long as she believes that the man she loves most must live in a corner she doesn't know.
She believed that he would come back to her in the near future.
Warm and secretly doing heart construction in her heart. Inexplicably, she always felt that someone was staring at her.
Follow your feeling and look at that line of sight, you can see a person looking at his direction.
Seeing herself looking at her, she bent her lips and raised her glass to show her intention.
It was the woman who almost met at the bathroom door?
He sipped his lips warmly, politely raised his glass and showed his intention to the other party.