Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 408 Ancient Style Wedding
There is no way to make people believe it.

But somewhere in his subconscious mind, he always felt that things were not that simple.

So he's going to figure it out for himself....

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Country H, the third day.

The night is graceful.A round of crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the silver-white light shines down, shrouding in a haze like a heavy veil.

Tonight and the previous two nights, the quiet and clear scenery is completely different.

In the lobby of this five-star classical inn-style hotel where Jing Yiren lived, there were lights and festoons, gongs and drums, singing and dancing.

Under the moonlight, the hotel gate, inside and outside, are all hung with red lanterns.

A happy character drawn with gold foil on the lantern, under the moonlight and candlelight, the hotel lobby is as dazzling as daytime.

People passing by all stopped to look inside.

Someone is holding a classical wedding here tonight.

On the pavement paved with bluestone at the gate, red confetti after burning fireworks and firecrackers were spread thickly all over the floor.

Jing Yiren took Lu Ming out to watch the excitement.

Luxury cars drove over at the gate and stopped at the gate of the hotel.

In the leading black car, the door was opened respectfully by the driver.

Jing Yiren was the same as all the people watching here, with a look of anticipation, wanting to know who the bride and groom are and what they look like?
How beautiful and moving is it?
It's just that as soon as the car door was opened, a fat man with a flat head and a thick beard like a jungle came out of the car.

He was dressed in a black Tang suit, with a red robe on his lower body and a big red hydrangea tied on his chest.

He looked no less than 40 years old.

Jing Yiren's eyes widened like copper bells, as if seeing something terrifying.

Following the groom, he turned around and led the bride out of the car.

The red hijab on the bride's head, as she got out of the car, the golden tassels under the hijab swayed slowly, and the bride's sharpened chin could be vaguely seen.

She was wearing a bright red wedding gown, with a long skirt under her body, which perfectly reflected her bumpy and quality figure.

One can guess that it is a very young woman.

As soon as they got out of the car, photographers took pictures, and the flashing spotlights clicked and clicked.

The groom grinned, revealing a row of white teeth with a gold tooth in between, shaking his thick thugs to greet the side.

Next to her was Xi Niang holding a bag full of candies and chocolates.

Everyone present can get candy.

Xi Niang grabbed the candies and distributed them one by one.

Although this candy is not a good thing, Jing Yiren is looking forward to the excitement.

This kind of tradition is to be happy with other people's festivals, and to be happy with yourself.

Just when Xi Niang put a handful of candy into Jing Yiren's beautiful little hand.

Suddenly there was a 'tearing' sound, followed by a scream.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Jing Yiren finished holding the candy in his hand, and subconsciously squeezed forward.

I saw that the bride's skirt, who was standing in front of the car just now, was caught by the car door, and the car drove away, dragging the bride along with her.

The bride's hijab fell to the ground, and the red dress was caught in the car door and rolled up to her thighs, revealing her long white legs.

Stepping on high heels, he ran and followed the car all the way.

Like a chicken with half its feathers stripped off, the naked one limped back and galloped all the way.

At the same time, he slammed on the car door and shouted: "Stop! Stop!"

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(End of this chapter)