I'm wrong, Mr.President

Zhuo junxuan watched Xu Weiwei go upstairs, looked at the light in the room on Xu Weiwei's floor, and slowly took out the phone.

"Xu Weiwei."

Xu Weiwei was somewhat frightened by Zhuo junxuan's cold voice, because Zhuo junxuan would make a gentle and pleasant appearance whether she liked it or not.

"What can I do for you?"

"Of course I have something. I won't call you if I don't have anything." Zhuo junxuan frowned. "I believe there are some things I need to say."

There's nothing to say between them. Xu Weiwei hesitated for a moment: "you say, I listen."

"What's the matter with you and Zhuo Yixuan? I have no right and don't want to interfere, but don't forget that you are my prospective wife right away. Even if you don't like me, at least you should save me face."

Zhuo junxuan could see Xu Weiwei's shadow behind the curtain along the window. He stared closely: "Xu Weiwei has a bad guess in her heart. He doesn't know whether this guess can be verified, but it's eight or nine.

Today, Xu Zhuo's two families got married. Just like the last engagement ceremony, most media in the province came to join the fun.

As a result, Xu Weiwei was photographed carrying her wedding dress and entering the wedding car.

………

"This little rabbit." up to now, it's not a matter of escaping marriage, but a matter of face between the two families.

Zhuo Mou wanted to drop the tea lamp to the ground, but finally thought about the price and put it down: "marriage is not a children's play. This boy is really more and more able to conform to his own wishes."

Xu Wenqing gave Zhuo Mou a cold look: "you are really used to your son. My daughter was thrown in the wedding room by a person in public. Why should you give me an explanation?"

Zhuo Mou said, haha, it was still his own fault after all. He was really reluctant to accompany Xu Wenqing. When it wasn't right, Mao Yingyun's father came in regardless of the obstruction.

"Zhuo Mou! Your son is too deceiving! Isn't it enough to occupy Xu Weiwei? Why abduct my daughter?!"

"You're talking nonsense. How could my son abduct your daughter?" Zhuo Mou was calm and completely confused.

How could it involve the Mao family?

"Don't excuse your bastard son. My daughter said before she left that she was looking for your son. Who else can there be if he isn't?"

"It's well known that your daughter likes my son. How do you know it's not your daughter who kidnapped my son?"

Xu Weiwei, who has been sitting on one side in her wedding dress, finally raised her head slowly. This is what she thought.