Chapter 1270

Shao Bing and Gu Jincheng looked at it and laughed, and each took their wives to step off the stage and sit in the original VIP seats...

The large LED screens on both sides of the ceremony stage began to scroll, and what was shown was no longer the wedding photos of Zheng Yihua and Gu Xinyan, but the images of Zheng Yihua performing at the N City Gymnasium four years ago.

As the screen changed, Zheng Yihua stood in the middle of the stage with a smile, gracefully picked up the bow, and played his and Gu Xinyan's favorite song——

"Castle in the Sky".

The melodious and melodious music made people stand up excitedly. Looking at the picture on the LED and listening to the wonderful music, everyone had smiles on their faces.

Only Qingfeng and a few people who are jealous of Gu Xinyan feel unhappy.

One of the gorgeously dressed women walked up to Qingfeng, sat down quietly, and said to her: "Qingfeng, it seems that your nephew really likes her, I think it will be difficult for you to turn over."

She is Qingfeng's good friend Su Moli, the eldest lady of the Su family, and Qingfeng is a middle school classmate.

"Is there any way, you have to look carefully today, she Gu Xinyan is a vixen, she is very scheming, she has already seduced my nephew's heart and soul." Qingfeng snorted, "Even a wedding ring is not enough. Make a show."

"Hehe... That's right, this woman really made a lot of money! Divorced and married such a young and handsome boy, it's really hard to find even with a lantern." Su Moli laughed.

"Hmph! If it wasn't for my nephew being a poor boy back then, would it be her turn?"

"That's right. If Shao Ye was a son of a rich family back then, his fate would have been rewritten long ago. It is impossible for her, Gu Xinyan, to come to our capital, but now... I think in the future, she may be in charge of your Shao family. business."

Speaking of this, Qingfeng became irritable, she shook her hand, "Stop talking, stop talking."

Su Moli patted her shoulder sympathetically and walked away.

At this time, the super-large screens on both sides of the flower platform began to slowly move the subtitles again. The background picture was the silhouette of a young man and woman holding a red heart with their hands together——

Honey

I can't give you a luxury car

But I can give you a piece of blue sky, let you fly

i can't give you money

But I have a real heart that beats hot for you

I can't give you a cruise

But I can take your hand and swim happily in the sea

I can't be with you all the time

But I will miss you every day facing the night sky

Weave a butterfly for you, weave a heart for you...

Dear, this is a small gift I wove for you

They carry the starlight at night, the dew in the morning, and my warmth.

The music is flowing, the subtitles are drifting, and the cyan, red, or grass rings with flowers are shining dazzlingly on the screen, falling into people's eyes, and they are even more dazzling than diamonds.

These are the grass frogs, grass dragonflies, grass butterflies that Zheng Yihua wove for Gu Xinyan in Lanhaitang back then... There are also hearts and grass rings.

Four years have passed, and now when they look back on the past on their wedding day, the newlyweds are filled with emotion.

When Zheng Yihua finished playing the last piece, he opened his hands and hugged the bride beside him tightly in his arms. Gu Xinyan's face was resting on his shoulders and neck, and tears of excitement kept flowing...

The guests applauded thunderously, and the cheers and blessings were louder and louder. Everyone witnessed when they fell in love, how many winds and rains they experienced, and now they finally came together.

"Brother Xing'er, are you happy?" Offstage, Ling Qiyue asked Mi Rongxing beside her with a candy in her mouth.

Mi Rongxing's face was shining brightly, "Happy, my mother has a husband again."

"Well, I'm also happy for my aunt, they had another wedding."

"Hahaha..." Mi Rongxing immediately remembered a small wedding held for his mother and baby daddy in Jiangshan Island, "Yes, this is their second time."

"This time it's official because there are a lot of people in attendance."

Mi Rongxing nodded, then took Ling Qiyue's hand and said seriously: "If we grow up and grandpa agrees to me marrying you, I will definitely arrange the wedding scene so beautifully."

Ling Qiyue frowned, and shook off his hand, "Stop joking, others will laugh at you if they hear it, we are brothers and sisters."

"Hahaha..." Mi Rongxing patted his legs and laughed, turned his head to look at Shao Junfei who was not far away, and then lightly squeezed Ling Qiyue's arm.

Ling Qiyue hurt from being pinched by him, so she slapped him twice coquettishly, "If you pinch me again, I don't like you anymore."

But Mi Rongxing whispered in her ear: "Hey, I want to tell you that Shao Junfei is peeping at you."

Ling Qiyue immediately looked over there, and really saw Shao Junfei looking sideways at them, but when their eyes met, he avoided it, and even crossed his two long legs, sitting in a handsome posture pressing.

"I don't want him to read it." Ling Qiyue pouted and stood up, walked to her mother and sat down.

At this time, the brides on the stage were already preparing to throw bouquets. The atmosphere was very lively. Many girls ran onto the red carpet. Ling Qiyue said happily, "Mommy, can I go?"

Ling Moxue laughed, "You're still young, you can't."

"Mummy, look, that Auntie Shao Yazi has also gone up, she has already given birth to a child." Ling Qiyue pointed.

Ling Moxue glanced in the direction of her finger, her expression slightly startled...

Shao Yazi on the stage was wearing a red dress, with a smile on her face and eager hope in her eyes, raising her hands to catch the bouquet.

"Mum, look, a lot of people are laughing at her."

Ling Moxue frowned slightly, "What's so funny about this?"

The fact that she can go up to pick up bouquets means that she wants a new life and wants to find a father for her child. As long as she has this wish, everyone should give her encouragement and kind support.

"Mommy, Uncle Mo Qingcheng's wife has gone up too." Ling Qiyue said again.

Ling Moxue smiled, "Well, she's getting married soon, on May Day."

"Mum, I helped her once, and now she can finally marry Uncle Qingcheng."

The daughter chattered endlessly, and Ling Moxue couldn't even hear what the people on the stage were talking about.

Just as she was about to pull her daughter to sit down, she called out again, "Mommy, get up quickly and look, Aunt Shao Yazi has been dragged away, she is not allowed to catch the bouquet."

Ling Moxue stood up abruptly, and really saw the second daughter-in-law of Young Master Shao's family dragging the reluctant Shao Yazi away.

Looking at Shao Yazi's lonely figure, Ling Moxue felt inexplicably sore, very uncomfortable.

This Shao Yazi is now a single mother and suffers from postpartum depression. If her family does not give her positive understanding and care, she is afraid that she will be overwhelmed.

Why take her away?

"Mommy, that mother-in-law must feel that Aunt Shao Yazi is ashamed." Little Pickled Cabbage is quite good at analysis, "I don't want her to be laughed at above."

Ling Moxue didn't speak any more, but at this moment there was another burst of cheers, and the bouquet thrown by Gu Xinyan was caught by Miss Shao's family.

She is Shao Wei, the twin sister of Mo Qingcheng's wife.