What aunt? They are obviously sisters.

Chapter 353 Finale (Part )

The next day.

Li Ming stood in the wedding dress customization hall on the private island, surrounded by the laughter of seven beauties.

A holographic projection is suspended in the center of the hall, displaying various wedding dress designs.

The hall was decorated by Zhang Xuan, Wei Zhen, Ji Tian, ​​Chang Guan who came from China specially, and Ma Shiyuan, a high school classmate of Li Ming who works in the Security Bureau.

This time, Ma Shiyuan, on behalf of the National Security Bureau, gave the green light to Li Ming's wedding... After all, Li Ming and the women are now chiefs of a small African country and can practice polygamy.

Li Ming is the best figure in the world, you have to hold him tight!

Beside the tea table, Zhao Huiya stood gently with a cup of hot tea, but her eyes kept glancing at Li Ming from time to time, as if she was thinking about something.

"How about this one?" Li Yuqi, wearing a set of fluorescent pink yoga pants and holding a backless fishtail skirt in her hand, turned around in front of the mirror with great interest. "I think this design is particularly suitable for me. It can show my figure and it is convenient for me to do aerial yoga at any time."

Ao Qing leaned against the wall, playing with an electromagnetic pulse gun in her hand, with a hint of teasing on her lips: "Yoga pants with a wedding dress? Are you sure you're not going to the gym?" She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Li Yuqi's yoga pants, "But then again, your pants do make your legs look longer."

Li Yuqi rolled her eyes and hit back bluntly: "It's better than your tactical wedding dress, right? I heard you even added a gun holster? What? You want a mecha combat show at your wedding?"

Ao Qing shrugged her shoulders and said in a relaxed tone: "Just in case, who knows if some blind person will come to cause trouble." As she spoke, her eyes swept over Li Ming intentionally or unintentionally, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Wang Hongcai sat at the piano, tapping the keys with her fingers, playing "To Alice". Her wedding dress design was a classical lace dress with tiny star patterns embroidered on the hem. She looked up at Li Ming with a hint of shyness in her eyes: "What do you think of this one? I think it suits me well."

Before Li Ming could answer, Liu Yan came over in high heels. She was wearing a high-slit evening dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, revealing her long legs.

She held a glass of red wine in her hand and shook it gently, saying lazily, "Hongcai, your wedding dress is too conservative. It needs to have some highlights for the wedding." She pointed to her design and said, "Like mine, the bust line should be three centimeters lower to ensure that it will be the focus of the whole audience."

Ma Yue poked her head out of the kitchen, holding a skewer in her hand: "Don't just focus on picking out wedding dresses, you also have to decide on the menu for the wedding." She wiped her hands, walked to Li Ming, and whispered, "I think barbecue is pretty good, what do you think?"

Li Ming looked at the group of women in front of him with a smile on his face, feeling like he had fallen into a sweet Shura field. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Huiya came over with a set of classical phoenix crown and bridal robe design drawings in her hand. Her tone was gentle but unquestionable: "I think this set is quite suitable for me, what do you think?"

Li Yuqi came over immediately and pointed at the details on the design: "Sister Huiya, isn't your outfit too conservative? It needs to be a little bit innovative for the wedding." She turned to look at Li Ming and blinked, "Don't you think so?"

Before Li Ming could answer, Ao Qing came over with a design of a tactical wedding dress in her hand. "I think this one is pretty good. It can show my style and I can deal with emergencies at any time." As she spoke, her eyes swept over Li Ming, her tone was a little provocative, "What do you think?"

Li Ming smiled helplessly and raised his hands: "As long as you like it, I have no objection."

Of course, Li Yu was the only girl who dressed properly, as serious as she was, and she didn't flirt with Li Ming.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of choosing wedding dresses, the door of the villa was suddenly kicked open.

Zhao Zinan drove a small mech, holding a particle lightsaber, and walked in angrily. Her mech was painted bright red, with a huge "anger" character printed on the chest.

"Li Ming!" Zhao Zinan's voice came through the mecha's loudspeaker, with a hint of metallic coldness: "You marry my mother? What should I do then?!"

The atmosphere in the hall froze instantly.

Zhao Huiya frowned, put down the design drawing in her hand, and said in a calm tone with a hint of majesty: "Zinan, what are you doing? If you have something to say, please talk to me nicely."

Zhao Zinan's mecha stopped in front of Li Ming, with the particle lightsaber pointed directly at his chest: "Talk nicely? You're both getting married, how can I talk nicely?!"

There was a hint of grievance and anger in her voice: "If you marry my mother, who should I marry?!"

Li Ming looked at the mecha in front of him and sighed helplessly: "Zi Nan, calm down first and listen to my explanation."

"Explain? What's there to explain!" Zhao Zinan waved his mecha arm, and the particle lightsaber drew a dazzling arc of light in the air: "Do you think I'm in the way, so you want to marry my mother and kick me out?!"

Li Ming shook his head, took out a holographic legal document from his pocket and projected it into the air: "Look, this is the Constitution of Burundi. Article 14 of Chapter clearly stipulates the legality of the system of eight wives."

He paused, and said in a gentle tone, "Besides, your mother has already signed the Declaration of Cloning to Waive Relative Rights. Legally, you are not considered direct relatives. Moreover, you are just Aunt Zhao's adopted daughter..."

Zhao Zinan's mecha suddenly froze, and the light of the particle lightsaber dimmed.

She looked down at the legal document, her voice uncertain: "What...what did you say?"

Zhao Huiya walked over and gently patted the mecha's shoulder: "Zi Nan, actually, you and I can be together..." Her tone was gentle, and she didn't finish her words, but with a hint of unquestionable firmness: "So, you don't have to worry about ethical issues."

Zhao Zinan's mecha slowly put down the particle lightsaber, and his voice was trembling: "You...you have planned this a long time ago?"

Ao Qing suddenly came over, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "How about you get married too? The mecha-themed wedding of the eighth bride is so cool!"

As she spoke, her eyes swept over Zhao Zinan's mecha paint job, "Your mecha is well designed. It can be used as a flower car at your wedding."

Zhao Zinan's mecha suddenly made a low hum, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

She turned to look at Li Ming, with a hint of helplessness in her voice: "You...you are really enough."

On the eve of the wedding, eight brides gathered in the living room of the villa to sign the "Post-nuptial Convention".

Zhao Huiya sat in the main seat, holding a thick document in her hand, and said in a serious tone: "This is our code of conduct after marriage. Everyone, take a look and see if there is anything you need to add."

Code of Conduct After Marriage?!
(End of this chapter)