Chapter 127

The second before still being President Zheng, the next second turned into the man of young Zheng, the line of sight slightly deflected, and saw Sheng Mumu beside Qi Mo, paused slightly.

He greeted with a professional smile:

"Good morning, Mrs. Qi!"

Sheng Mumu took a look at that young Zheng, and took another look at Qi Mo.

The bewilderment on her face only lingered for half a second, and she calmly replied, "Hello."

Unlike the indifference of Qi Mo and Sheng Mumu, the guests at the surrounding tables had already started talking upon seeing this scene.

Someone was puzzled: "Huh? Liu Hui's boss's boss?"

Someone acted as a know-it-all, "I knew that man didn't look ordinary all along, he must be someone important, I have such a poisonous eye."

A male relative of the bride whispered, "Is he an acquaintance of the bride's side?"

"That can't be right, didn't they say the bride was from Yuncheng and married far away to Jing City?"

The obese man who had figured out the situation rolled his eyes and took a step forward. He carefully opened his mouth and reported his identity:

"Good morning Mr. Qi, I have long admired your great name, I am..."

Qi Mo heard his words, but it seemed as if he hadn't heard them at all, and looked away in another direction.

At the end of his sight, a pair of newlyweds walked towards them.

Fang Ting lifted her wedding dress and her expression gradually changed from surprise to delight.

When she got to Qi Mo, she looked extremely happy.

"Brother Qi Mo, I didn't expect you to come. Since our old neighborhood was demolished, I moved to Yuncheng with my dad, and I haven't seen you for many years."

In Fang Ting's memory, Qi Mo was the neighbor who was good at his studies, taciturn, and the most outstanding big brother in the yard.

She never expected to see him at her own wedding.

"Brother Qi Mo, you still look the same as before—"

She stopped mid-sentence, and changed her words:

"No, you look even more handsome than before!"

With a glance, Fang Ting saw the beautiful woman beside Qi Mo, and was slightly surprised and even more delighted.

"This gorgeous sister must be Brother Qi Mo's wife, right?"

Fang Ting made no attempt to conceal her fondness for the beautiful lady. Her smile was radiant. "Hello, beautiful sister~".

She thought to herself: So pretty, what a perfect match.

When she was little, she felt that Qi Mo was the most outstanding and excellent big brother in the yard.

His future wife would definitely be a great beauty.

Now that she saw her today, it was indeed the case.

The bride just said she was a neighbor of Mr. Qi in their old neighborhood.

If he was rich, how could he have lived in an old neighborhood?

Her gaze fell on Sheng Mumu, scrutinizing her inch by inch.

From her top, skirt, to shoes and handbag.

None had a brand logo.

She felt Sheng Mumu didn't look as flashy as herself.

It seemed that even the wife of a rich family didn't have it so good.

Just sounded impressive but wasn't really.

Suddenly her thoughts were pulled away by two young girls talking behind her.

"Look, isn't that a Delva handbag?"

"It looks like it. I saw it introduced in a magazine. It's a luxury brand pioneer that only makes ten handbags a year. Low-key yet extravagant. Even the rich can't buy it."

"Wow~ The world of the wealthy is unimaginable."

"That Mr. Qi is the president of Qi Group. He's top-tier among the rich circle."

"Oh my, dream material for tonight."

"Let's hurry back and sleep after the banquet, to dream sooner."

"Hahaha..."

The two young girls joked and laughed. The woman in front of them grew increasingly sullen, flushing red then white, shocked and chagrined.

Shocked that no wonder she felt that man looked vaguely familiar.

She had probably seen that handsome face in magazine interviews before.

Chagrined that she was so ignorant.

She thought the beautiful woman didn't have any branded items on her.

But the brand was so exclusive she simply didn't recognize it.

Suddenly, a childish voice rang out.

"Mommy, I want more watermelon. Find me watermelon, I want to eat it now—"

Following the child's voice, Sheng Mumu was startled.

It was the naughty kid who had stained the bride's dress. He had half a slice of watermelon in his hand, waving both arms as he ran over here.

He was about to get his hands, dirty with watermelon juice, all over her skirt.

In the nick of time...

Sheng Mumu heard a crisp "slap!"