he is overly partial

Chapter 160
He Jiajun's wedding was held in a five-star hotel.

His wife is a TV reporter.

The two met and fell in love at work, and finally walked into the palace of marriage together.

After all, you are attending someone else's wedding, so you can't dress casually.

Fu Chen deliberately changed into a dark suit, and Shen Qingyu also wore a fairy-like skirt.

The wedding is a western style wedding.

I'm used to seeing He Jiajun's serious and upright broadcast status on the TV screen, but now he looks very energetic in a suit.

The bride is wearing a pure white wedding dress, she is as beautiful as a fairy, elegant and gentle, and she looks good when she smiles.

Shen Qingyu and Fu Chen intentionally came later, and then sat at the last round table to avoid attracting too many people's attention.

The wedding ceremony officially begins.

As the wedding march played, the bride held the bouquet in one hand and held her father's arm affectionately in the other.

Two lovely flower girls each carried a small flower basket, with joyful smiles on their faces, raising the petals in the small flower basket high.

Under the gaze of all the guests, the bride looked at He Jiajun from a distance through the veil, and then walked towards him slowly.

The father handed his daughter's hand into his, and said a few words with indescribable emotion in his eyes.

It's excitement, reluctance, and entrustment.

He Jiajun nodded knowingly: "Dad, please rest assured that I will treat Tingting well."

All the guests had light in their eyes and smiles on their lips, witnessing the happiness of the bride and groom.

Shen Qingyu sat quietly the whole time.

Until she saw the bride and groom say "I do" to each other under the witness of everyone, saw the scene where the bride and groom exchanged rings, and the groom kissed the bride, there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

It was moving tears.

Fu Chen, who was sitting next to her, held her hand tightly from under the table, and suddenly called softly: "Qingqing..."

His eyes were almost glued to her body, his eyes were burning, and he never moved away.

Shen Qingyu looked back at him: "Huh?"

Fu Chen suddenly became a little nervous at this moment, his palms were burning, and his breathing was a little unsteady.

Even his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if he lost control and was about to jump out of his heart.

"Qingqing, do you want to..."

He wants to ask: Do you want to marry me?
His words were suddenly interrupted by the excited words of the master of ceremonies on stage, feeling a little helpless.

With her back to everyone, the bride is ready to throw a bouquet and pass on the good luck.

The master of ceremonies excitedly summoned the unmarried men and women among the guests and guided them to the front of the stage.

Shen Qingyu stood up from her seat and took his hand: "Brother Fu Chen, let's go over to pick up the bouquet!"

"Okay!" Fu Chen nodded.

"Three! Two! One!"

The master of ceremonies counted down for three seconds, and the bride said loudly: "I hope the person who receives the bouquet will get married next year!"

As soon as the words fell, the bride threw back the bouquet in her hand.

Probably because of hearing the bride's words, some people who were afraid of marriage subconsciously avoided it. Shen Qingyu stood there stupidly and subconsciously raised her hand. As a result, the bouquet landed in her hands impartially.

The master of ceremonies suddenly shouted with a look of surprise: "I buy it! I read it right! Isn't this Shen Qingyu?"

Because he held a microphone in his hand, his voice spread throughout the banquet hall.

All the guests present heard it, and they all looked at the woman who received the bouquet of flowers in surprise and joy.

"Ahhh...it's really Shen Qingyu!"

"Wow! A big star!! I finally see something alive!"

"I was able to see Shen Qingyu at my best friend's wedding!"

"Sister Qingqing, can I take a photo with you?"

"Sister Qingqing, can you sign for me?"

"Is the man standing beside her her boyfriend?"

"Her boyfriend is so handsome!"

Compared with Shen Qingyu receiving the bouquet, what attracted more attention was her appearance at the wedding.

The newcomer's limelight was completely taken away by Shen Qingyu.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and took pictures of her.

Shen Qingyu sighed with embarrassment and helplessness: "I seem to have stole the limelight from the senior."

Fu Chen looked down at her, and suddenly took her hand: "Let's go first!"

"Go? Go now?"

"if not?"

Shen Qingyu raised her hand to cover her face, Fu Chen pulled her towards the small door in the hall.

However, they found that walking was impossible.

They have been in hot pursuit.

The master of ceremonies is a bit regretful at this moment, if he knew it earlier, he should have pretended not to know, as if he hadn't seen anything.

The situation at this moment seemed a bit uncontrollable. He was afraid of causing an accident, so he hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him, trying to control the somewhat chaotic situation.

Fu Chen subconsciously quickened his pace, Shen Qingyu frowned, with a pair of high heels on his feet, he was afraid of falling, so he couldn't walk too fast.

She said: "Brother Fu Chen, my feet hurt. Don't walk too fast!"

Fu Chen glanced down, and simply picked her up.

Shen Qingyu exclaimed, never expecting that he would directly hug her in front of so many people.

Her face turned red all of a sudden, shy and embarrassed at the same time.

Excited exclamations came from behind.

He Jiajun had already anticipated that this might happen.

So he made preparations in advance and asked Shen Qingyu to prepare some autographed photos.

He Jiajun snatched the microphone from the master of ceremonies: "I have Shen Qingyu's autographed photo here, if you need it, you can come and get it from me."

The guests who had been chasing after him, their eyes lit up suddenly when they heard that there was an autographed photo.

Anyway, after catching up, I don’t even have a group photo, so why not go back and get an autographed photo!
Some have chosen to give up, and a small number still choose to continue to follow.

The security of the hotel received the news and immediately came to maintain order at the scene.

Fu Chen quickly carried her out.

She subconsciously blocked her face, shrank her head, and buried her face for fear of being seen.

Fortunately, the elevator door just opened, Fu Chen quickened his pace, and walked in with her in his arms.

The moment the elevator door closed again, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A nice wedding at someone else's house suddenly turned into a fan meeting, scaring the two of them into fleeing.

I don't know, I thought someone changed his mind at the wedding scene and escaped from the marriage!

Shen Qingyu's face was still red.

She said: "Brother Fu Chen, you can put me down now."

Fu Chen put her down gently, and her high heels landed firmly.

Just now, when he ran all the way with her in his arms, Fu Chen's forehead was already sweating.

Shen Qingyu took out a tissue and was about to wipe his sweat for him.

The elevator door stopped at a certain floor, then opened, and someone stood outside the elevator door.

Fu Chensheng was afraid that she would be recognized, so he almost subconsciously raised his hand to cover the back of her head, and buried her face in his heart.

Her hand holding the tissue froze.

Beside his ears was Fu Chen's heart beating powerfully again and again.

There is an extra mother and daughter in the elevator.

The little girl looked only five or six years old.

Children can't stand their curiosity, so she turns her head quietly from time to time.

Shen Qingyu was buried in his arms the whole time.

The girl looked up at her mother again, and then asked innocently: "Mom, is that sister crying?"

Fu Chen: "..."

Shen Qingyu: "..."

With a tissue in her hand, she tied her head into Fu Chen's arms, indeed...

Kind of like crying in a man's arms.

(End of this chapter)