Chapter 524： Wedding preparation (9)

In the private room, the music is melodious.

Apart from this, no sound can be heard.

When only half a bottle of wine was left on the table, Mo Yiyun couldn't hold on anymore, leaning on the sofa and smirking. "Kwon Er, what gift do you want for your wedding? Brother...for you..."

Quan Jianli glanced at him, said nothing, got up and walked out.

"Hey, how did you go? How come you have to play all night today... This is a single night that is only once in a lifetime..."

boom!

Quan Jianli slammed the door hard, isolating his voice from behind.

Leave with a sullen face.

Yue Yong was sitting in the car looking at the phone in a daze, Quan Jianli suddenly opened the car door and sat up, frightening him.

"Li...Master Li!..."

"Let's go." Quan Jianli said weakly, and did not see Yue Yong's panic.

Yue Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly started the car.

"Master Li, are you going to see the wedding venue? The venue is set up in the Liulizui Hotel, and everything is in the most luxurious style... For guests, according to Miss Die'er, most celebrities will be invited, as for the reporters. , Miss Die'er said she didn't want to..."

He leaned on the seat and closed his eyes, suddenly thinking of something, his brows frowned, and he said, interrupting Yue Yong's words, "I remember, there is a garden behind Zhuxueyuan?"

Yue Yong thought for a while and nodded slightly, "Yes, Lord Li, after it was built, it has not been opened to the outside world..."

"Okay, change the venue there. Also, you don't have to entertain guests, just the Quan family is enough. Everything is kept simple, no fanfare."

The words of Quan Jianli stunned Yue Yong.

Obviously yesterday, I said everything listens to Miss Die'er. Why did you suddenly change your mind today?

"Master Li, although the garden has been built, it has never been used. I am afraid that some of the facilities are not perfect...Moreover, Miss Die'er seems to wish to have a luxurious wedding..."

May I ask which woman does not want a very romantic wedding?

Holding the hand of the beloved man, walking on the long red carpet, and receiving the blessings of everyone, is that kind of feeling considered complete, right?

But what Li Ye did now, he made it clear that he was going to face Miss Die'er.

Ms. Die'er will definitely be dissatisfied.

Quan Jianli suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him fiercely. Yue Yong only felt that two ice blades came flying, almost piercing him. Knowing that Master Li was angry, "Are you listening to me or her?"

"I know Master Li!" Yue Yong shivered with fright, called and ordered the matter down...

He naturally wants to listen to Master Li, and it seems better not to talk too much in the future. It seems that the matter of Miss Dier will always make Master Li angry...

However, he felt uneasy when he thought of Miss Dieer's crying scene after she knew about this.

But Hu Die couldn't think of this at all at this time, she was only thinking about the madman's words.

Looking at the **** bag on the bed, I felt more and more disturbed.

However, for her lifelong happiness, she can only take a risk once.

After gritting his teeth and changing his clothes, he sneaked downstairs.

But unexpectedly, "Where are you going?"

Wu Yujie walked out of the kitchen and looked at the pale Die'er, slightly sullen. "Didn't Jian Li say to let you rest in the room? Where are you going?"

"Auntie... I... Jian Li told me to go out." Hu Die casually made up a lie.

Wu Yujie looked at her suspiciously, "Is it Jian Li?"

She obviously didn't believe it. Jian Li left angrily today, it is impossible to tell Hu Die out again. Although she is not Jian Li's biological mother, she has taken care of Jian Li for so many years, and she is still somewhat clear about his temperament.

At this moment, his gaze suddenly fell on the black delicate big bag, and he couldn't help but raised his brow, "What is in your hand?"

"Ah..." Hu Die was frightened with cold sweat on his forehead, and subconsciously hid the bag backwards, "Oh, nothing, before... Yes, it was the dress I bought before, some of which were not suitable, I want to change... …The aunt, I’m going out first..."

After all, before Wu Yujie could react, she left in a hurry.

There was a glimmer of light in Wu Yujie's eyes, this Hu Die obviously had a problem!

Because the servant had already told her that in the morning, a man driving a van delivered the black bag. Then Miss Die'er sneaked upstairs again.

But now telling her, this is the dress I bought?

Is she so cheating when she is a three-year-old child! ?

Well, she doesn't like this Die'er anyway, so she can take advantage of this to come to Jian Li and talk about it...

At this time, the servant hurriedly came in to report, "Madam, a gentleman is visiting and said that Yue Yong invited him."

"Yue Yong?" Wu Yujie thought for a while, then nodded, "Come in quickly."

"It's Madame!"

The servant turned around and went out, and after a while, he brought in a tall young man. It seems that he is about thirty years old, but he is long and elegant, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and laughs very friendly.

"Madam, I'm the teacher Yue Yong invited to give the little lady a class in etiquette. My surname is Huang, and I have a single name."

"Huang Xiu? It's a delicate name..." Wu Yujie looked at him up and down, and saw that the people in front of him exuded a very peaceful feeling. It seemed that just looking at it would make people feel calm.

"I wonder if Mr. Huang's father is the famous justice?"

Huang Xiu smiled slightly, "Just as Mrs. thought... However, I didn't follow my father's wishes to be a judge. I was just an anonymous teacher..."

"Haha, people have their own ambitions, and it’s not easy to choose what you like..." Wu Yujie smiled. There was a little rest assured at first, but now that he heard of his family background, he no longer has it. Any doubts anymore.

The servant was immediately sent to call Yue'er out.

"Mr. Huang, please use tea."

"Madam, you are welcome..." During Huang Xiuzheng's greetings, he saw a small figure coming out of the room, seemingly reluctant.

"Grandma!" Yue'er blinked a pair of **** eyes, looked at some handsome uncle in front of him, turned around and asked innocently, "Who is this uncle?"

puff……

Huang Xiu just drank a sip of tea that almost squirted out, pointing at herself, with an incredulous expression on her face, "Little Miss, you call me... Uncle?"

"Yeah, or else?" Yue'er looked at him innocently. This uncle is so strange. Isn't it because she wants her to be called Big Brother?

Wu Yujie smiled helplessly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, I made you laugh. This little Nizi has become accustomed to being up and down all day long. When she was with her mother, she had not been disciplined, so her words were a bit rude."

Yue'er's small face was still grinning, suddenly stiff.

She hates grandma speaking badly about her mother.

What if she is grandma? If it hadn't been for the mother to say to respect the elderly, and in this family, she still needs to rely on the strength of grandma, otherwise, she would not call grandma so affectionate.

Huang Xiu saw the changes in Yue'er's expression, smiled slightly, and touched her head, "Yue'er? You can call me uncle, but I'm your etiquette teacher."

"Teacher of etiquette? Will you let me learn a lot of things in the make up class?" Yue'er couldn't help pouting her mouth.

Yesterday the cheap dad said he would hire a teacher for her, but he did not expect that he would actually invite it.

The only thing that made her gratified was that the teacher was quite handsome, but she was also seductive.

It’s better to look at my watch.

Huang Xiu still smiled softly, "The teacher will teach you a lot of things, but it won't force you to learn or not. It's because you are interested in order to achieve something, so the teacher's method is to teach and play."

Yue'er was a little unclear, so, "What is it about having fun and education?"

"Uh... the so-called edutainment is... happy learning?" Huang Xiu explained briefly.

Only then did Yue'er understand, her big eyes rolled around, and she had an idea in her heart. It seemed to sound pretty good, "Is that as long as Yue'er feels unhappy, she doesn't need to learn?"

"En...it's almost the same reason." Huang Xiu always felt that she was being circumvented by this little girl.

While listening, Wu Yujie couldn't help but glance at Yue'er, "Yue'er, don't negotiate terms with the teacher! If you let your father know, you should be angry again."

"Oh..." Yue'er pursed her mouth unhappily, and blinked at Huang Xiu. Huang Xiu immediately understood, "Madam, I will follow Miss Yue'er to get familiar with the environment."

Wu Yujie was a little reluctant, but since it was invited by Yue Yong and the son of Justice Huang, there must be no problem with her character. So I just nodded, "Okay, I'll let the servant send the fruit in..."

"Thank you madam."

Huang Xiu nodded respectfully, and then followed Yue'er into the bedroom.

It was the first time that he saw two opened rooms, and the decoration styles were different.

One side is quiet blue, neat and tidy.

On the other side is cute pink, messy... Uh, it should be said, very warm and casual?

As if entering his own home, he casually found a chair and sat down, "What a beautiful room!..."

Yue'er curled her lips and sat down on the bed, "What a beautiful thing, Yue'er doesn't like it anyway."

"Oh? Why don't you like it? Can you tell the uncle?" Huang Xiu asked seriously.

"Because there is no mother here! And it's too boring." Yue'er said solemnly, but looked at Huang Xiu seriously, "Didn't you just let me call you teacher? Why did you become an uncle again? "

"I thought that the name "uncle" would make our relationship closer..." Huang Xiu smiled, somewhat suspicious of flattering.

"Do you really want to be Yue'er's teacher?" Yue'er asked again.

Huang Xiu nodded, "Entrusted by others, loyal to others."

Yue'er rolled her eyes, "Okay, but...you have to pass my level before I will recognize you as a teacher. Otherwise, I'll tell Uncle Yue Yong that you bully me!..."

Huang Xiu only felt cold sweat on her forehead. Isn't this little Nizi too troublesome?