The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 187 The Grand Finale (13)
The captain said in a deep voice: "The general is the elder sister of all of us. We are willing to go through fire and water for her. We will go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire. If you want to marry her, you must agree to our request!"

Without hesitation, Feng Ling signed his name with a swipe of a pen.

He didn't intend to cheat in the first place, not to mention that Dongmeng was the one he had worked so hard to chase after. Every night when he touched Dongmeng's deep scar, Fengling swore in his heart that he would treat her well for the rest of his life.

Otherwise, there is no need for these people to chase and kill, he will solve himself by himself!
When they came to Dong Meng's door, a group of entertainers surrounded them with smiles, and Feng Ling handed out the red envelopes, and then passed through these modern generals under the ace manager.

When they came to the door, Feng Ling shouted.

"Dad, open the door."

Two voices sounded at the same time: "Who is your name?"

Everyone laughed, it would be miserable enough for someone else to get married and have one father-in-law to deal with, but Feng Ling had to deal with two father-in-laws at once.

"Of course I called you." Feng Ling's words were flattering, and the two cunning father-in-laws laughed without the slightest hint of emotion.

"You have to promise us one thing per person, and we will open the door."

At this point, Feng Ling naturally gritted his teeth: "You said, as long as I can do it, I will never frown."

A younger voice came from inside, and it should be Dongmeng's modern father, Dongqing.

"Has the contract been signed?"

Feng Ling quickly responded: "Signed."

Father-in-law Dongqing hummed in satisfaction: "Then I don't ask for it anymore."

Feng Ling smiled happily, he is still a modern father-in-law, so he let him go so easily.

But the young man obviously thought things too well, only to hear another voice inside say.

"Then read it among you, and we will open the door after reading."

Thinking of the content, everyone couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering. Although it was a single-family villa, there was such a big battle, and there were so many celebrities coming and going. Many people had poked their heads out and even left. He went to his garden and looked over here.

Under the crowd watching, Feng Ling gritted his teeth, picked up the contract and started to read aloud.

"I voluntarily marry Miss Dongmeng, and I will never violate the three obediences and four virtues. My wife is the first in everything. The three obediences: you must follow the general when you go out, you must obey the general's orders, and you must blindly obey the general's words..."

The onlookers nearby were already out of breath from laughing, especially Xun Lie laughed so hard that he couldn't hold back and beat the ground. Even Xun Shaoyan, who was standing in the crowd, raised the corners of his lips, feeling a sense of revenge. pleasure.

The two father-in-laws finally opened the door. At this time, Feng Ling's face was already purple and green like a spoiled eggplant.

Opening the door, the two old men involuntarily froze when they saw the sloppy big white horse and the neat array of cars behind them.

One is because of the white horse, and the other is because of the car.

But this mix-and-match battle is very prestigious, at least the neighbors are talking about it.

They all praised Dongqing for her good life. Having such a daughter not only made the company's development flourish, but the son-in-law he found was also so upbeat.

Dong Hong, the real father, also has something to do with Rong.

When Feng Ling entered the door, the eyes of the two fathers-in-law showed water. Marrying a daughter is definitely a pain in the hearts of fathers.

It's hard to raise her daughter so tall and slim, like a cabbage that's green and white, and she's being pushed by a pig.

The old lady asked someone to bring a bowl of dumplings, which were half-cooked, and deliberately let Feng Ling eat them. Everyone asked in unison, "Is it raw?"

Feng Ling swallowed it in one gulp, and shouted loudly towards the door of Dongmeng's bedroom: "Sheng!"

Inside, Dongmeng, who was dressed in a phoenix crown and Xiapei, had already blushed on her cheeks, and the female general also blushed sometimes when she was smiled at by the cold mist.

After entering the house, under the cover of several women, Feng Ling finally found the wedding shoes lying under the bed, and put them on for Dong Meng himself on his knees.

At this point, the merits and virtues are complete, and the groom can take the bride out.

Dong Meng covered her head and was led by the bridesmaids to stand up, and was carried all the way to the main entrance by her elder brother.

Dong Meng pretended to be blown by the wind and lifted the curtain of her head, and saw that everyone had found a bright red sedan chair from nowhere, she was full of joy, and Feng Ling who was riding the horse again was too handsome to look directly at.

All of this makes Dongmeng's dream of a young girl completely come true.

Putting down the hijab again, Leng Wuqing saw a few solid spots on the ground, she held Dong Meng's palm tightly, and said softly, "Don't cry, it's a happy day, or are you going to cry and get married?"

Dong Meng glared at Leng Wuqing through the hijab, the lethality was basically zero, the two fathers standing aside were deeply moved, watching Feng Ling abduct their daughter and send her to a sedan chair.

All the way back to the apartment where everyone lived, it had been painted and refurbished a few days ago, and there was a brazier at the door.

People around are booing: "Jump, female general, jump quickly."

The majestic female general in the past took a step shyly and timidly, and everyone happily got a lot of wedding candy.

Feng Ling was about to hug the general upstairs, but was stopped by the former captain.

"Wait, brother-in-law, we still have one thing to do."

Feng Ling was unequivocal: "Tell me, what else is there?"

It is only one step away now, Feng Ling has already realized that this marriage cannot be concluded without being tossed about today, and the popularity of his own woman is simply too high, no matter in ancient times or modern times, she is the leader who guards one side.

The third brother walked out of the crowd with Han Yunxi.

"Xiao Ling, don't forget about archery."

Everyone laughed, and then remembered that according to the rules, the groom should shoot the bride's heart with an arrow wrapped around his head, in order to drive away evil spirits.

Feng Ling was an upright man in the past, but his hands trembled a little when he looked at the bow and arrow in the hands of the third brother.

Thinking of the scars on Dong Meng's heart, he felt pity and excitement at the same time.

The third brother abruptly took the bow and arrow away from Feng Ling's eyes, and handed it to Dong Meng, who was still covered with a hijab.

"Come on, little sister, you shoot this arrow."

Xun Lie poked Dong Mingxue at the side: "Is this giving Dong Meng a prestige in advance?"

Dong Mingxue rolled his eyes at Xunlie with contempt: "Is the third brother that kind of person?"

Han Yunxi answered silently: "It's true."

Every brother who wants to marry a younger sister probably has a deep understanding. Ruan Ruanmeng, who was brought up since she was a child, will be taken away by another man. From then on, he will give birth to his children, wash clothes and cook for him. As a brother, he must deliberately make things difficult.

Faced with the indifferent smile on the third brother's lips, Feng Ling had no choice but to wink at Dong Meng, even though the female general couldn't see it.

Dong Meng drew the bow, her hands trembling a little, and she repeatedly confirmed: "There is no arrow."

(End of this chapter)