"Here comes the bride!"
The welcoming party at the door warmly greets Wen Zhiyuan and leads her to the bridal dressing room on the restaurant floor.
Meanwhile, after Wen Zhiyuan came in, a bus slowly stopped in front of the restaurant.
From the inside, nearly 20 bodyguards came down, and soon they entered the main gate with good training. They were skillfully scattered in every corner and observed carefully.
Everything happened in a moment.
When Wen Zhiyuan stepped into the restaurant, the welcoming staff in front of the restaurant stopped smiling and punctured all the balloons and decorations with the fastest speed.
In less than five minutes, the imperial restaurant could no longer see the joy of any wedding ceremony.
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At 10:59, the master of ceremonies stood on the rostrum.
Looking at the banquet hall with only three tables of guests under the stage, I still read the host's speech enthusiastically.
"Next, let's welcome... The bride, Miss Wen Zhiyuan
Words fall, the quiet needle around can be heard.
The emcee looked awkwardly at the female sound engineer under the stage and stretched out her hand several times.
You play music?!
When the sound engineer glanced at him and pushed the button on the console up slowly, a burst of sad music resounded in every corner of the banquet hall.
Inkstone when a mouthful of tea almost spray out!
She followed the sight of the emcee and saw two acquaintances sitting on the right side of the rostrum, at the music console.
Xiao Lin and Xiao Yuan
After ten seconds, Xiao Lin stood up and stopped the music. His voice said clearly, "sorry, I put it wrong."
The emcee is sweating and wants to die!
This is the wedding of the second young master of the Leng family. Do you play sad music on the spot?!
Do you want me to lose my job!
The music starts again, and this time it's slow, light music.
A few seconds later, on the other side of the passage, Wen Zhiyuan appears with the skirt of her wedding dress.
She thinks there is something wrong with today's process, and the emcee and sound engineer are also very poor.
When the wedding is over, let brother Yan drive them away!
Wen Zhiyuan also heard the sad music, but today is her wedding day, she can't show too much emotion, she can only bear it.
When she walked around the passage and stood on the T-shaped stage step by step, she was shocked when she looked down.
There are only a few people.
She quickly drew back her eyes, covered her eyelids, and blocked the dark color in her eyes.
Brother Yan Mingming said that she invited dozens of family members from the imperial capital to attend. She saw all the invitation cards, but no one came?!
These rotten families, damn it!
Wen Zhiyuan suppresses her anger. When she steps on the stage, she looks at her cold family in shame.
After that, she is the daughter-in-law of the Leng family!
No matter what happened before, brother Yan promised her that he would let the cold family accept him.
It's just... They're all dressed in black. It's meant to be difficult.
For a moment, Wen Zhiyuan's heart swept a lot of emotions.
But she didn't show it on her face. She stood in front of people calmly.
At this time, people look different, scorn, scorn, sneer, but no blessing.
Wen Zhiyuan doesn't care.
She smiles at the emcee, then waves to the audience, "Hello, everyone, meet again!"
Hate her, despise her, so what?
Now, who can stop her from being with brother Yan?
She knew that what yuan wanted, she had never been unable to get.
The emcee looked at Wen Zhiyuan and saw that she was the first to speak, so she handed the microphone to her. "Miss Wen, today's wedding, what do you want to say to you?"