Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 190
Chapter 190

at night.

Feng Zhan held Nie Fuyao in his arms, and her warm breath sprayed on his collarbone.

It caused Feng Zhan to tremble one after another.

It had been some days since he had received the certificate, and the beast in his chest wanted to escape from its cage all the time.

Feng Zhan could only tell himself over and over again, be patient, be patient.

Bear it till the night of the wedding banquet.

In the minds of young people, getting the certificate means they are husband and wife.

But in the eyes of the old man, after getting the certificate and having a banquet, they are a real couple.

The purpose of the wedding banquet is to inform everyone that these two people have received the certificate.

He also wanted to give his wife a complete wedding.

Just getting the certificate is not enough. He wants to tell the whole world that he is her man.

They belong to each other.

He lowered his head and pressed a light kiss on her snow-white forehead, and whispered: "Good night, my Mrs. Feng."

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bar.

Nie Lingchuan and Feng Wei were sitting in the corner drinking.

Feng Wei slumped on the sofa without a posture, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that my third uncle doesn't have a girlfriend yet, but Feng Zhan actually got the certificate."

Nie Lingchuan lazily raised his eyebrows and glared at him, more or less too lazy to pay attention to him.

Probably "I hate the house and the crow".

"Okay, why are you still angry? Your precious daughter will get married sooner or later. Besides, my nephew is also very good. These two children are a match made in heaven. And there is nothing too early or too late in getting married. , when you meet the right one, you feel that you can settle down, why bother to delay until a certain time, just get married if you want."

"That's easy to say." Nie Lingchuan felt empty in his heart, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

"Let's be fair, this marriage is not a matter of one person. Obviously your family is willing to do it."

When Nie Lingchuan heard this, he really wanted to beat this bitch to death.

It was because he knew this that he felt panicked.

Does his precious daughter dislike her father?

want to cry.

The two of them were drinking here. At the bar counter, Jing Xiyue walked over to sit next to a woman.

"Long time no see." The woman's sexy wavy hair was spread smoothly on her slender back. She looked at Jing Xiyue with a smile in her eyes.

Jing Xiyue raised his hand to ask the bartender to bring him a glass of mixed wine, looking at the woman beside him with one finger.

He looked at the other person up and down, "Do you have a problem with me?"

He Yuqing seemed unable to see his cold look and said, "Are you still angry with me?"

"When did you return to China?" Jing Xiyue said in a neutral tone.

To be honest, since she left that year, Jing Xiyue has really been worried about her.

But time is really the best healing medicine.

Now that he saw this woman again, he realized that he really had no feelings for her.

He Yuqing raised her hand to hold the wine glass, her slender white fingers perfectly matching the wine glass.

"It's been almost half a month since I came back." He Yuqing used to be like a cold plum, but now she is like a peony, full of charm, "I didn't contact you before, maybe I was timid."

Taking a sip of strong wine, He Yuqing chuckled, "I can't forget you."

"So?" Jing Xiyue sneered inwardly, "When you left, my family forced you to leave?" "No." He Yuqing wanted to use this excuse, but since she really wanted to get back together with Jing Xiyue, this The excuse naturally cannot be used, "I was too naive at that time. My family was ruined by the rich, so naturally I don't have any good impressions of you young masters."

"Then you squeezed 200 million from me, and you still think you are noble?" Jing Xiyue almost laughed out of anger.

"If you don't like me, why agree to my pursuit? Did I force you?"

This is so obvious and serious, it's simply ridiculous.

He Yuqing lowered her head and revealed a mocking smile, expressing regret for what she had done.

"I'm sorry. I admit that I took advantage of you back then, but Xiyue, I really can't forget you in the past few years." Her eyes were sad and she looked particularly pitiful. "Can we start over?"

"It's time to stop joking." Jing Xiyue is really not that mean. "Buying a lesson for 200 million is already the biggest failure of my life. Now you actually think it's not enough and want to continue to cheat. It's almost done and your family will be ruined." It’s not me.”

He Yuqing didn't feel that he could easily gain the other party's understanding.

"I have stayed in the capital to serve. If we can't be lovers, we can always remain friends, right?"

"He Yuqing!" Jing Xiyue's eyes were smiling, but he gave people a sense of indifference, "Maybe I didn't say it clearly enough. We ended it long ago, and I don't like to be entangled with the past. Some people are a bit indifferent. If you miss something, you will miss it. There is no regret medicine in life."

His attitude was so indifferent, He Yuqing felt that breathing suddenly became difficult and her heart ached terribly.

She had not had a good time studying abroad in the past few years. No matter how hard she tried, she could never forget this man.

Also her first man.

"Xiyue!"

Hearing his name, Jing Xi looked around.

Seeing Feng Wei, he stood up with a smile and walked forward without even saying goodbye to He Yuqing.

"Uncle Third, Uncle Nie, you are actually here?"

Feng Wei raised her hand and put it on his shoulder, her eyes falling on He Yuqing not far away, "A date?"

"What's the date? It's just an old debt." He sat down next to Feng Wei and said, "How big a red envelope did your third uncle prepare for the wedding?"

"With the relationship between me and your Uncle Nie, if a junior gets married, he will definitely not be short of red envelopes. You young people should do what you can."

Feng Wei is ready, 66.

Young people like them don't need so many. Four eights and four sixes are enough.

"What about us?" Jing Xiyue clasped his hands on his chin, "We discussed whether each person would be given 16 or 18 yuan. My parents said it was a bit less."

"This amount is quite enough." Feng Wei said with a smile: "As long as it's what you want, uncle Nie, are you short of money? Even Feng Zhan and Fuyao are not short of money. You are here to congratulate the newlyweds, so don't pay too much attention to these things. "

Then, he looked at Nie Lingchuan, "What do you think?"

Nie Lingchuan rolled his eyes, "You've already said it, so you're asking me what I think?"

"Look, your Uncle Nie doesn't have any objections either."

As he said this, he suddenly thought for a moment, "That's wrong. Your red envelopes are for Feng Zhan. What's the point of asking Lao Nie?"

"Don't make it too much. The guests at Fuyao are all scientific researchers, and their red envelopes usually don't exceed [-] yuan."

Jing Xiyue: "...I almost forgot about this."

Jing Xiyue couldn't help but gasp as he imagined the scene on the wedding day in his mind.

"The scene that day was so shocking."

Think about it, half of the guests will be the top bosses of Xia State, the professors are all ordinary, and there are also a lot of academicians. Looking at other weddings, who has so much energy.

On the Feng Zhan side, they are probably all within the system.

Red envelopes can only be given secretly. At this wedding, giving too heavy a red envelope would be a bad thing.

(End of this chapter)