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Chapter 3329 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1891 What?Can't find a wife?

A few women behind him hurriedly smiled to help: "Mr. Ji, you have to be careful, if you guess wrong, you will have to give each of us another big red envelope!"

Ji Zichuan gave a rare smile: "I'm sure, there is no bride of mine here."

The expressions of the little women immediately collapsed, and Crescent Moon wrinkled the tip of her nose: "Oh, then go back to the wedding venue and have a look, maybe the bride can't wait, so she went over to find you early."

Ji Zichuan nodded slightly, made a gentlemanly bow, turned around and boarded the boat again.

The boatman then turned the bow of the boat and slid back along the original road.

Crescent Moon frowned, and ran down the stairs with her skirt in her hand. Seeing this, several bodyguards behind her were frightened and trotted along the way.

Yueya stood where Ji Zichuan was just now, looked at the brides on the four boats, and wondered, "How did he know that there were no Zhizhi among them just by looking at them?"

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In front of the beautiful old castle, there is a large lawn of thousands of square meters, and the brand-new red carpet stretches all the way, sprinkled with white rose petals.

With fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, there are staggered cups of wine, and world-renowned celebrities and stars can be seen everywhere.

Seeing Ji Zichuan returning empty-handed, the handsome and coquettish young man in a black suit waved the champagne glass in his hand, and laughed so confoundingly: "Why? Can't find a wife?"

Ji Zichuan casually took a glass of red wine from the passing waiter, drank it all in one gulp, put it back, and then smiled calmly: "Since I'm here, I can't lose him."

"Well, you can't lose it if you lose it."

Nan Mo Shang smiled unfathomably: "I just don't know if you can find it."

Hao Xiaoman walked by, holding Deng Meng's arm, as if he knew about his little plot, and gave him a warning look: "Mo Shang, don't play too far, go back to your father carefully to clean you up. "

Before Nan Moshang could speak, Deng Meng waved his hand and answered: "It's okay, it's okay, this little problem can't trouble our family, Zichuan, he's smart."

Two men who were also close to 190, one was dressed in a white suit, refined and elegant, indifferent and alienated; the other was dressed in a black suit, elegant, coquettish, unparalleled handsome, just looking at each other silently.

A few minutes later, Nan Moshang finished drinking the champagne, took another glass, and casually looked at the people behind him: "Okay, the groom should be in a hurry, go and invite the bride out."

The man behind him pursed his lips and smiled, and left in response.

Ji Zichuan put one hand in his suit pocket and turned around casually.

It depends on what he wants to play.

A few minutes later, the guests who were still chatting with each other quieted down almost spontaneously, and each of them opened their eyes wide and looked with interest at the two rows of brides who were walking away with their skirts in their hands.

Two rows doesn't sound like much, but if one row can't be seen at the end, it seems...

The brides walked over slowly with the support of others, and finally stood in two rows in front and back, and counted, 50 whole.

And it was the same as the previous four, all the girls who were selected were girls who were about the same height, figure and skin color as Zhizhi, and the wedding dresses worn by each of them were very high-end and exquisite, and it was impossible to tell which one was more advanced.

This also fundamentally put an end to his idea of ​​picking a bride from the wedding dress.

Ji Zichuan casually raised his hand and straightened his tie, then looked at the man beside him lightly: "It's also thanks to you, it took you a lot of thought to find them, right?"

(End of this chapter)