I don't understand what Zhang Xin's nervousness is for. Looking at her usual careless expression, it doesn't matter if the sky falls. It turns out that this guy will be afraid of marriage.

"Really? Did I say such a thing? It's always right to ask someone to bring a letter. I can't have no news all day. I didn't sleep all night last night. Today he didn't comfort me. There's definitely a problem hanging up the phone in a minute." Zhang Xin put her hands on her hips and whispered, "when he comes, I will definitely embarrass him. At least let him not take me away so easily."

I was terrified when I heard that my aunt wanted to come up with something. She had the most ghost ideas. When she saw Zhang Xin start arranging organs and other things in the house, I couldn't help reminding her: "ah Xin, this is your wedding, not someone else's, you can take it easy."

"A special forces soldier can't even handle my things. It's good to say that he has a special task to perform and doesn't have time to accompany me. Hum, he must look good today." Zhang Xin took me to help.

After a while, he asked me: "Yuanyuan, what do you think of the seven-year itch? Will our seven-year itch come very fast? What should we do when we often quarrel?"

"No, an zilou has such a good temper. He is not eaten by you. Only you bully him." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, Yuanyuan, your relationship with Qiu Linyan has been witnessed by life and death. It's different from ours, so you won't be nervous. You said that if an zilou had any childhood sweetheart to come to him and make a big fuss at my wedding, you said how I would deal with Xiao San."

"... nothing will happen!"

"Yuanyuan, you said..."

"My God, aunt, I'll call your ancestral head office. You and anzilou haven't married yet. You start to imagine the scene of his affair after you're 40. You're too worried. You say again, I won't pay attention to you."

After a burst of chicken flying and dog jumping, Zhang Xin was finally picked up from home by anzilou. Leaving aside the wonderful things of putting buckets at the door and transparent glue on the chairs, everything was perfect.

Zhang Xin didn't care whether I was married or not. She insisted that I be the bridesmaid. Qiu Linyan simply shamelessly pushed the original best man aside and stood next to me. When an zilou saw it, he said coldly, "do you have an opinion?"

An zilou immediately shook his head. Zhang Xin whispered in an zilou's ear. An zilou suddenly had an expression of enlightenment and said very seriously: "Captain, wait, my hand flowers will be accurately thrown into your hand. No one can take them away. You will be able to get married and hold a wedding smoothly at that time."

"... hey hey, I promise you good words!" Qiu Lin rubbed his hands with Yan Mo's fist and whispered, "we must get him drunk tonight. I see how he can spend his wedding night."

I smiled. I really can't understand the friendship between men.

When we came to the hotel, we approached the auditorium along the red carpet. At this time, I suddenly found a familiar figure flashing in front of me. I immediately stopped. The man just looked back. When he saw me, he narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and smiled at me. The malice in the smile was not concealed.

"Yan Ruyu?" I shouted in surprise.

Qiu Lin looked at Yan Yan along my line of sight and frowned when he saw Yan Ruyu. Yan Ruyu was on the ship, but he seduced him.

"You go first. I'll come later." I said, because I've seen grandma coming this way. She rarely appears on such occasions. She's in poor health recently. It's reasonable to say that she should rest in the hospital. How can she appear here?

"Cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time. Look at you. You've been doing well recently." Yan Ruyu raised her chin high and looked at me proudly. "By the way, I heard you had a terminal illness. I don't know if it's true?"