On the eve of their marriage, Dai Yingzhi called Zhang Zicheng. This was the first time she had called him since they had been dating.

Because of the portal, Dai Yingzhi always has low self-esteem. Although he loves him deeply, he dare not take the initiative to contact him.

"Zicheng, are you free tomorrow?" she asked weakly.

At the other end of the phone came Zhang Zicheng's pleasant and surprised voice: "what's up?"

"If you don't have time."

"Free."

Dai Yingzhi found him. No matter how busy he was, he had to find a way to free up time. For the first time, he felt that he loved people without blood relatives more than himself.

"My sister will get married tomorrow. Will you go with me?"

"I must go. Your sister is my sister. I'll pick you up at your rental house at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Hearing that he promised so readily, Dai Ying was moved and hung up the phone for a long time. Her heart was still warm.

The next day, the sky was clear and clear, and the sun was mottled in the bustling flow of people, especially beautiful.

Zhang Zicheng drove to Dai Yingzhi's rental house and took Dai Yingzhi's hand to his new Rolls Royce to witness Dai Yanzhi's happiness.

In another building, Hong Wenbin saw that his daughter had been depressed and worried. Finally, he waited for a good opportunity.

His subordinate Wang Jingqian got married. Why didn't he take her to relax.

Hong Wenbin said to Hong GuiGui, who was dazed in front of the computer screen: "GuiGui, I'm going to the wedding banquet today. Will you go with me?"

Hong GuiGui was like a sculpture. He didn't even bother to turn his eyes. He replied impatiently, "Dad, go yourself. I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to have a good rest."

Hong Wenbin tried again, but it didn't work. He wanted to let a lovelorn go to that place. It didn't seem appropriate. Finally, he had to ask Mrs. Wang to look at Hong GuiGui and go alone.

As soon as Hong Wenbin stepped into the hotel, he saw Dai Yingzhi and Zhang Zicheng. Because his daughter liked Zhang Zicheng, he couldn't help looking at them more.

When Hong Wenbin saw the necklace on the bride's neck, he was stunned. Time seemed to flow back more than 20 years ago.

He was stunned for a long time before he realized what he should do.

Dai Yingzhi seems to be very close to the bride.

Hong GuiGui was awakened by Dai Yingzhi. Hong Wenbin liked her very much. When Dai Yingzhi was not busy, he came to Dai Yingzhi.

"Yingzhi, do you remember me?"

"Uncle Hong."

Zhang Zicheng thought Hong Wenbin was helping his daughter as a lobbyist and went to find Dai Yingzhi. He stood behind them and was ready to help Dai Yingzhi at any time.

He listened attentively to their conversation amid the noise of music.

"I venture to ask, who is the bride on the stage?"

"She is my sister."

Hong Wenbin asked in surprise, "my sister?"

Dai Yingzhi nodded, but thought to himself, Hong Wenbin asked his sister what to do.

Zhang Zicheng felt that this was the prelude to Hong Wenbin persuading Dai Yingzhi to leave her. People like them who had experienced countless trials and hardships in officialdom always had to pave the way, so they raised their vigilance and stood next to Dai Yingzhi.

"Do you know the necklace on your sister's neck?"

As soon as he said this, Dai Yingzhi and Zhang Zicheng were dumbfounded. What he asked was a necklace!

Dai Yingzhi truthfully told him that it was his mother's.

Hong Wenbin was lost in thought.

Just now, when Hong Wenbin looked at the smiling bride on the shining stage and in front of the delicious champagne, his eyes stopped on the bride's neck.