Chapter 110
"Ah Zhou is here?" The old man was lying on the recliner, and when he heard the movement outside, he also got up, and Yu Zeya hurried to help him, "Dad, slow down."

The old man got up calmly, leaned on a cane and sat down on the sofa with Yu Zeya's support.

As soon as Xu Congzhou entered the room, more than a dozen pairs of eyes in the room looked at him.

There was a smirk on Yu Ran's lips.

Xu Congzhou put down the things in his hands, bowed and nodded respectfully, "Hello, grandpa, uncle and aunt, hello aunt and uncle."

The old man pointed to the side with his cane, "Sit down."

Xu Congzhou sat down obediently, and Yu Sheng sneaked to a corner of the sofa, not on purpose, but although she was not afraid of grandpa, she felt a little uncomfortable being surrounded by so many people.

Let third brother Xu be the only favorite.

Xu Congzhou spoke concisely, and quickly stated the purpose of his visit today, and explained many details about the two of them being together, how much he loves Yu Sheng, and finally, he stood up from the sofa and said very sincerely, "I hope Grandpa You can agree to let Shengsheng marry me."

The old man pondered for a while, "Shengsheng's parents are not here, of course I am in charge of this matter, but I still want to ask what Shengsheng means, Shengsheng." The old man said in a deep voice.

Yu Sheng didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately ran to grandpa in a desperate manner, "Grandpa."

"Ah Zhou, what do you say?"

"I listen to grandpa!" Yu Sheng said with a smile.

"Then, if grandpa won't let you marry, will you really not marry?" The old man smiled, "Then you have to think clearly, grandpa is so confused."

Yu Sheng knew that grandpa was joking with him, so he sat next to the old man, hugged his arm and acted like a spoiled child, "Grandpa is not old, grandpa is young, Shengsheng hasn't honored you well yet."

"You girl." The old man looked at Yu Sheng dotingly.

This is a promise.

Later, the two families had dinner together, and the day was fixed.

The wedding day was set on the eighth day of the first lunar month.

It was only about a week before and after, Yu Sheng felt a little rushed, Xu Congzhou comforted her, "Everything is ready, just wait for you to marry me."

He then asked Yu Sheng whether he wanted a Western style or a Chinese style. Yu Sheng said he wanted a Chinese style wedding, with a red sedan chair, a mighty wedding procession, worshiping heaven and earth, lifting the red hijab, wearing a phoenix coronet, and drinking Hebei wine.

Xu Congzhou agreed one by one, "I listen to you."

On the day of the wedding, many people came. As a bridesmaid, Chi Xiaoxiao inevitably bumped into Shen Zhuxuan. Although Yu Sheng told her about Shen Zhuxuan's relationship with their family, Shen Zhuxuan still ignored her.

These days, Yu Sheng listened to my sister-in-law talking about what happened before them at home, and felt a little sympathetic to Shen Zhuxuan. If it wasn't for the pampering at home, she wouldn't have such a temper. Happy, insisted on pulling them together, Shen Zhuxuan was caught unpreparedly, knowing that there were reporters following, Shen Zhuxuan still looked calm and composed, Yu Sheng looked at her curiously, Shen Zhuxuan said, "Actually, it's all work, It’s just for a bite to eat, as long as they don’t ruin my reputation, I can get more salary by taking a few photos and writing an article, and I have nothing to lose, so there is no need to be aggressive.”

Yu Sheng was greatly surprised by her.

That's why she decided to let her be her bridesmaid at the wedding.

Xu Congzhou was wearing a bright red No. [-] Scholar uniform, Yu Sheng was wearing a red hijab, and the gongs and drums were blaring, making it extremely lively.

The two sides exchanged rings, and Xu Congzhou said, "I was still very nervous last night, but seeing you walking towards me in a red hijab made me feel at ease, Shengsheng, I love you."

At the end of the ceremony, the witness said loudly, "The ceremony is the same as the judgment, the two surnames are married together, and the poem is about IKEA. It is good to have a hundred years of tranquility."

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 Little cuties, the writing of Manman is far from ideal.

  To be honest, it's pretty bad and very dissatisfied.Recently, I feel that my mind is muddled. The plot and character of the characters are very different from my previous settings. It can be said that the writing is biased.See you next time.Well, thank you little cuties for your perseverance.Refill

  
 
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