Later, Qiao Mu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and yelled to everyone, "come on, stand up and take a picture together!"

Although Han Yunting only invited his brothers to witness the proposal, the warm atmosphere was no less than the luxurious wedding scene.

Even Leng Shutong has been full of tears, too much moved to keep her calm.

At this time, everyone stood in front of the camera, Ling Zihuan also dexterously got into Qiao Mu's arms.

They gathered in front of the camera, everyone was full of smiles, and the camera also photographed the scene of Han Yunting's proposal.

Including behind the racecourse, after the layout is no longer so monotonous.

Qiao Mu sent the photos to the group, and soon a group of people began to circle their friends with low hair.

At this time, Ling Wanxing, far away from Longhuai, was sitting in a coffee shop near the nanhuahe River, looking at the door of the Su family and sighing.

Bored man, take out the mobile phone, look at the circle of friends.

A few seconds later as like as two peas, the seven or eight almost identical contents came into view.

The first one is from Qiao mu.

Muye: congratulations on Han Laosan's success@ Yunting

Second, from Yan Shiqi.

17: The racecourse proposes, makes a fresh start, Shu Tong must be happy@ Shutong

Ling Wanxing: "what

Han Laosan proposed?!

For a moment, Ling Wanxing hurriedly returns to the call page and makes a call to Han Yunting.

Near the racecourse of the club, Leng Shutong and Han Yunting are walking around hand in hand with a ting.

The cell phone she just put in her pocket rang.

She took out a look, quickly handed the man around, "your phone."

Han Yunting picked the tip of his brow, and when he got through, his tone was very calm, "brother, what's the matter?"

Ling Wanxing rolled his Adam's apple and sipped his coffee cup absently. As a result

"Cough, cough, cough --"

It's so hot!

Ling Wanxing clenched his fist to his lips and suppressed his cough. "Third, do you have a girlfriend?"

Maybe she was choked, so ling Wanxing's voice seemed to tremble.

Hearing this, Han Yunting looked sideways at the petite woman, held her in his arms and said softly, "well, next month's wedding, will elder brother come to attend?"

"This..." Ling Wanxing suspected one second late, not that he didn't want to go, but that he was thinking about how to cheat Su Wantong back.

As everyone knows, his hesitation was misunderstood by Han Yunting as having no time, so he said in a light tone: "if you don't have time, I won't send you an invitation!"

Ling Wanxing

"I have!" He hastily replied and pushed away his coffee cup. "Let me know when the wedding date is set!"

"Well, good!"

At the end of the speech, Han Yunting took the lead in hanging up the phone.

Ling Wanxing left his mobile phone on the table, picked up the cigarette box and lit a cigarette.

I didn't expect that even Han Laosan, a man with ten thousand year old iron underpants, was married. Now it seems that he is left alone in the world!

Fuck!

Ling Wanxing looked at Su's house across the nanhuahe River, holding cigarette butts with his thumb and forefinger, wondering what excuse to see Su Wantong.

In the twinkling of an eye, almost a year has passed!

But he and his wife's road have not improved at all, and they are even more and more difficult to pursue.

Back to the Su family, Su Wan Tong is no longer willing to be the Canary of the family.

Nowadays, she goes to Suzhou embroidery village almost every day.

Not only that, Su Yujing also took charge of the business of xiuzhuang without authorization. Now... Su Wantong is the busy manager of xiuzhuang.