Chapter 1210

The crowd was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.

Immediately, Lu Tingchen drags Zhao Jian onto the stage. No one responds. Zhao Jian is pressed in the chair and sits next to Ji Rufeng.

Zhao Jian is a little silly. She and Ji Rufeng are not officially married. Even if they are teachers, they can't offer her tea.

She was about to stand up when her shoulder was crushed.

Looking up, I heard Lu Tingchen say in a very plain but unquestionable tone: "you can stand this cup of tea for sure."

At first, there were still some people talking about it, but no one dared to refute Lu Tingchen's statement. In Nanjiang, where there are so many people, who dare to question what he said?

He said it was affordable, of course.

Ji Rufeng is very happy. Originally, he thought the same way, but a few elders said that they were not married after all. It's not good, so he asked people to remove the chair.

Ji Rufeng pinches Zhao Jian's hand, and his lips are not curved.

Only Jiang Xuerou on the side of the platform stood there, pinching her fingers again and again, hating in her heart.

At first, she thought that Lu Tingchen and others were here to support Ji Rufeng. She didn't have such a big face. Ji Rufeng always had it, but she didn't think that Lu Tingchen was supporting Zhao Jian.

Lu Tingchen is like this. Guo Qifeng talked with Zhao Jian just now. The purpose of comparison is the same.

Thinking about this, Jiang Xuerou could not help biting her teeth.

Seeing that no one objected, Lu Tingchen turned to step down. Ji Rufeng came over and asked Zhao Jian, "what did Lao Guo say to you just now?"

Zhao Jian slightly dodged some, also whispered: "he said I am very beautiful today."

"Cough." Ji Rufeng was almost choked by saliva. Would Guo Qifeng say that?

I'm afraid in his eyes, even men and women are not separated.

Seeing that he had eaten shriveled, Zhao Jian laughed again, with curved eyebrows and eyes, which was quite different from the previous few days.

Seeing the close interaction between the two on the stage, Jiang Xuerou stood aside, feeling a little more hatred.

But time passed quickly.

At eleven o'clock sharp, the ceremony began.

As Ji Rufeng and Zhao Jianduan sit on the chair, Jiang Xuerou comes forward, bows to Ji Rufeng three times under the guidance of an elder in the painting field, and then offers tea.

Ji Rufeng took her tea and took a sip, which was Li Cheng.

Then there is Zhao Jian. Zhao Jian looks at her quietly. Jiang Xuerou grits her teeth and has to take the teacup from people's hands again. She respectfully comes forward to deliver the teacup.

Zhao Jian looked at her faintly. She pursed her lips again and again. She had to cry: "please have tea, teacher."

Zhao Jian just laughed, took the cup, sipped it, and praised, "good boy."

"Poof." In the silence, Luo Jincheng spouted out a mouthful of wine.

Zhao Jian is not a few years older than Jiang Xuerou. It's funny to say that she is a good child.

Jiang Xuerou's face turned red instantly. She didn't even say that to Ji Rufeng. Zhao Jian, unexpectedly!

In terms of age, Zhao Jian really shouldn't have said that, but in terms of seniority, Zhao Jian is a generation older than Jiang Xuerou.

If we go back hundreds of years, Jiang Xuerou will kowtow when she meets Zhao Jian. It is inevitable that she will serve Zhao Jian sooner or later.

Others couldn't help laughing, but Zhao Jian is solemn today, plus her identity, there's nothing wrong with saying this.

Listening to the laughter below, Jiang Xuerou felt as if she had nothing to do with it, but she could only obediently nod to Zhao Jian, "yes, teacher's mother."

Zhao Jian once again smile, crescent curved, "good."

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