Fast-wearing female supporting role always acts as a demon

Chapter 109 The counterattack of the married daughter-in-law (34)

To marry the daughter of the Ye family who had been struggling on the edge of the cliff for a long time, she used the best known wedding team.

Even the hosts are all first-line hosts in China.

The ceremony in front of it was carried out in an orderly manner, and the people below whispered to each other:

I really didn't expect that this Zhuang's grandson is still a rare love!Otherwise, who would get such an honor from his Ye family?

It's not that Zhuang Yanrui is completely ignorant of these, he just doesn't pay attention to them.

At this moment, it was originally a moment of joy, but for some reason, the lazy shadow in his mind suddenly became diligent and energetic, and was jumping wildly in his mind.

In a blurry scene, it seems that there is a gray-black liquid flowing.

Ye Meng smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, and stopped when she was tired from dancing, leaning on something unknown, and turned to look at him.

At a certain moment, the scene suddenly became clear quickly. Under a big tree blowing leaves with the wind, Ye Meng straightened up and fell backwards with her head raised.

Then it was as if a camera panned and flew up, or maybe it was Zhuang Yanrui himself, who flew into the air, looking down at Ye Meng.

And from Ye Meng's waist, bright red blood flowed out, her smile didn't change, she just looked at him in mid-air and smiled.

"Xiao Zhuang, I wish you happiness~"

The voice in the long memory is rapidly merging with Ye Meng's voice at this moment, becoming one.

Something, like a memory, hit Zhuang Yanrui's nerves heavily.

He was shocked, and suddenly woke up, panting, looking at the person in front of him with a smile on his face, it was not Ye Meng, but Ye Ziyan.

"Husband? What's wrong with you?" Ye Ziyan was puzzled, but she still smiled and asked in a very low voice.

To Zhuang Yanrui's ears, such a happy change of words did not sound like an expression of true feelings at all, on the contrary, it sounded like the understanding and complacency after long-term planning.

Zhuang Yanrui should be calm, but looking at the face that was very similar to Ye Meng, Zhuang Yanrui seemed to go crazy suddenly, and raised his hand to pinch Ye Ziyan's shoulder.

"What did you call me? Call me again?"

"Husband, are you crazy? There are so many people watching! What are you doing?"

"No! When I was in the country, what did you call me? Tell me, tell me quickly!"

Ye Ziyan was still in pain after all, she threw off Zhuang Yanrui's hand forcefully, not caring about anything, she yelled, her voice became hoarse.

"Zhuang Yanrui, you are crazy! What is this occasion? What do you want to do?"

No, not so!
The voice in his mind was completely clear, Zhuang Yanrui remembered that it was not this voice that accompanied him through the lonely time!

He lost control and yelled: "Where's the scar on your waist? Why don't you dare to show it to me? Ye Ziyan, what are you hiding? Is everything you told me true? Or, what are you hiding?" I?"

At this point, the audience was in an uproar.

The onlookers still couldn't understand this marriage.

What are they doing?Are you acting?What country?what scar?
Everyone's eyes were locked on Ye Ziyan's waist at the same time. The custom-made dress was matched with a gorgeous girdle with complicated patterns and intricate inlays.

It fully reveals Ye Ziyan's slender waistline, and at the same time blocks the skin underneath just right.

So, what Zhuang Yanrui wants to marry is a woman with a certain scar on her waist?
Is this woman really Ye Ziyan?

Once the seeds of imagination bloom, all kinds of rumors will follow.

In the corner, Fan Xing with a gloomy face raised his hand domineeringly, hugged Ye Meng tightly, and rubbed her waist.

(End of this chapter)