Just like dust

Chapter 224

A wealthy family like the Lan family values ​​their family's reputation the most. Lan Xiu has already done an asshole once. If he wants to regret his marriage this time, then the public opinion in the entire S City doesn't know how to write him as a wolf-hearted dog who dumped his wife. Abandoned scum.

So, up to now, Yu Xinyi is not afraid of annoying Lan Xiu at all.

Besides, she has a trump card in her stomach, and a handle in her hand.

Lan Xiu couldn't understand the threatening meaning in Yu Xin's words. Although he was angry, he let go of her hand and gritted his teeth to warn: "If you want to be the grandson of the Lan family, you'd better be honest and honest." Yes, don't always think about making waves, otherwise, I will be rude to you."

Yu Xinyi's fingers with bright red nails scratched Lan Xiu's neck, her red lips stuck to his earlobe, and murmured ambiguously: "Of course my dear, we are grasshoppers on a rope now, for our sake My baby, I will also be considerate and sensible, and fully support you, and I will never say a word that should not be said."

After finishing speaking, he giggled twice, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with the vigor of a villain.

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At [-]:[-], S is the most luxurious and expensive hotel banquet hall.

In addition to the relatives and friends of Lan and Yu, and then the government, government, leaders, business celebrities, and some reporters from famous magazines and newspapers, they all took the best positions, took out their cameras, and waited eagerly for ten years. Two o'clock the holiest moment.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock, and the rain of roses fell all over the sky. With the melodious sound of the wedding march, Yu Pianran, accompanied by Yu Zhizhen, stepped onto the red carpet at one side of the banquet hall.

In front of her are two cute little flower girls who are three or four years old, holding a crystal basket in their hands. The small hands symbolize throwing roses into the air. With the rhythm of her footsteps, the long skirt ripples into a sea of ​​flowers and folds Among the petals, the pink diamonds flash brilliantly under the light.

"Jiahong, this is my uncle's wife. How is it? Is it the same as you imagined?" At the relative table of the Lan family, Lan Yu shook the good Lafite in his hand, the suit jacket had been lost somewhere, The two buttons of the white shirt were slightly undone, revealing wheat-colored skin, and the breath exuded was somewhat of a playboy.

Because of Lan Luochen's wedding, the Lan family members who were studying abroad and who managed the company all rushed back.

Among them, Lan Yu is the fourth son of the Lan family, and Lin Jiahong is the son of the eldest, Lan Caier.

Lin Jiahong withdrew the flash of amazement in his eyes, and became indifferent: "It's not bad, but I thought my little uncle would like the kind of mature woman who is a lady, looks well-educated, and has an elegant temperament. I didn't expect to pick and choose , to marry a little girl in her early twenties."

"This is called complementarity. Lolita and uncle, CP is just right. If my uncle really marries that kind of Yujie, one is domineering and the other is stubborn. Without saying a word, Moon Bay can be blown away." Blue Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with Lan Luochen looking for a little girl. He was used to seeing ladies from all over the world, and occasionally changed to Xiaojiabiyu, which made his eyes shine.

"Then what's going on with them now?"

"Now..." Lan Yu chuckled, and approached Lin Jiahong's ear viciously: "Of course I just go to bed when I disagree."

(End of this chapter)