Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 194 The Prosperous Wedding Part 4 ([-])
Jin Ziqi regained his senses amid Yu Qingqiao's cheers, and wanted to get up to see but was pushed on the chair.

"The bride stay well, don't ruin our good fortune!"

Yu Qingqiao squinted her beautiful eyes greedy for money, and Jin Ziqi smiled helplessly. After being made such a fuss by her, the nervousness of being a newlywed has disappeared.

Downstairs, Song Qiyan had already got out of the car, dressed in a black dress, with a handsome figure.

Even if it is the most dull and old-fashioned black, it exudes an incomparable momentum and charm when he wears it. It is like a shining diamond in the sun, making people unable to move their eyes away.

With one hand pressed on the button of his suit, when he squinted his eyes and looked upstairs, the casualness and laziness revealed in his bones almost caused the female guests in the room to hold their chests and jump around like a deer.

Such a man is indeed the best among men, of course, only before he speaks to Jin Ziqi.

Relatives and friends had already gathered around the villa, and Jin Zhaodong even stood at the door quietly waiting for his son-in-law to come.

"Dad, I'm here to pick up Xiao Qi."

Looking at Song Qiyan's clear black eyes, Jin Zhaodong softened his expression, nodded with satisfaction, and solemnly confessed amidst the deafening firecrackers: "Qiyan, treat Ziqi well in the future."

"That's for sure, Dad, don't worry."

Jin Zhaodong patted him on the shoulder with emotion, and stepped aside to let him go upstairs to pick up the bride.

Song Qiyan was stopped at the stairs, and the one blocking the way was naturally Yu Qingqiao who was begging for a red envelope.

Fortunately, Song Qiyan was generous, and without further ado, he sent a thick red envelope with two words: US dollars.

"My cousin's husband is really generous!" Yu Qingqiao was excited for a moment, revealing her nature, and wanted to hug him.

Song Qiyan's pupils shrank, and he dodged subconsciously. The agility of his movements made the onlookers speechless.

Yu Qingqiao didn't expect Song Qiyan to make such a move, so she jumped forward and fell down.

The transfer happened almost instantly, a figure appeared in front of her, just when she raised her head to look, her whole body fell on the person who supported her in time.

Because the impact was too great, the two staggered backwards, and they were stacked together on the thick carpet.

There was a burst of exclamation from around, and even Song Qiyan on the stairs was stunned for a moment.

On the carpet, Yu Qingqiao only felt that her knees were so painful that her mouth was pressing against the neck of the person below her.

Warm and wet, it touched the main artery in the neck of the person below him.

Yu Qingqiao's eyelashes flickered, and she forgot to get up.

A pair of slender hands supported her slender waist, slowly lifted her up, and then stood up by herself.

Han Minzheng stood quietly, wearing a black suit and a white shirt, covering his slender body.

Standing there respectfully, he nodded politely at Yu Qingqiao, then turned and went upstairs.

Yu Qingqiao looked at Han Minzheng's profile, and her heart beat faster and faster. She had to admit that she was instantly killed!
Seeing that she was fine, Song Qiyan was about to go upstairs, but Yu Qingqiao suddenly moved in front of her and blocked the stairs.

"Cousin-in-law, I don't want the money anymore."

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Then what do you want?"

"I want you to grant me a wish." Under Song Qiyan's curious eyes, Yu Qingqiao put his hands together, raised his exquisitely sharpened jaw slightly, and pointed at Han Minzheng behind him, "I want you to give him to me!"

She smiled triumphantly, the dimples on her cheeks looming.

"Qing Qiao, what nonsense are you talking about!" Su Ningqiu who rushed over after hearing the news felt that she couldn't hold back her old face.

Yu Qingqiao curled her lips disapprovingly: "I want him, cousin-in-law, if you don't give it to me, you won't be able to hug a beauty today!"

Without any hesitation, Song Qiyan stepped forward and pushed Yu Qingqiao away: "Tonight is yours!"

Han Minzheng stood there with his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, but there was not much expression on his stern face.

Naturally, Song Qiyan would not tell Jin Ziqi that he sold his subordinates to get her.

When he went downstairs with Jin Ziqi in his arms, Yu Qingqiao and Han Minzheng had long since disappeared.

Today's Jin Ziqi is very beautiful, with a classic wedding dress deepened, and tulle gloves wrapped around his neck, he carried him all the way down the stairs, without blushing, panting, or heartbeat.

The guests waiting downstairs were amazed, and from time to time, they uttered praises such as "golden boy and jade girl".

When meeting envious peers, Song Qiyan is very appreciative, and his face will always be gloomy for a while.

Then he hugged the woman in his arms tightly and took a moment to calm down his anger.

Jin Ziqi has a sense of alienation and aloofness in the crowd, which is why she has been looked up to but rarely has suitors these years. Song Qiyan appreciates the beauty of this illusion very much.

Because he has exclusively enjoyed his wife's enthusiasm and knows her true nature.

It's not that I haven't met other people who covet and appreciate it. It's simply that Jin Ziqi has always been slow in emotional aspects, and Song Qiyan can't help but secretly get lucky in his heart.

Outside the iron gate of Jin's villa, there were at least twenty wedding cars parked, all of which were luxury brands.

There are drivers in suits and leather shoes beside the car, responsible for picking up and dropping off the guests who did not drive to the Shengshi Mansion.

A ray of sunlight cast a golden light on the snow-colored wedding dress, and Jin Ziqi lay quietly in Song Qiyan's arms, avoiding the dazzling light.

Zou Xiang was dressed in a formal attire, and after calling out "Ma'am" to Jin Ziqi, he respectfully opened the door of the extended Lincoln car.

Song Qiyan put her on the back seat first, being careful not to touch her head, so he accidentally bumped his head.

"Boom!" He frowned, his irritable temper made him want to yell, but he held back.

After arranging for Jin Ziqi to come out, he first patted Zou Xiang who was guarding the car door.

"How did you choose the car? You chose such a short one!"

Zou Xiang was aggrieved, and touched the back of the head that was beaten, "Then you can't use a luxury car to pick up your wife?"

By the way, he glanced at the inside of the car.

Princess Jin lowered her eyelashes quietly, she was dressed in a beautiful dress, her thin arms and ankles were charming.

"Don't look!" Song Qiyan roared in a low voice.

When the couple found out, they glanced around and coughed in disguise, the boss was not happy.

Zou Xiang quickly looked away, "Hehe, Boss, Madam is so beautiful!"

Song Qiyan immediately turned pale and glared at him, "It's up to you to say that, sit in the car at the back for me."

"BOSS..." Zou Xiang wanted to explain, but Song Qiyan had already slammed the car door.

Song Qiyan got into the car and heaved a sigh of relief.

The driver couldn't hold back for a while, and looked back, and was immediately cast a blank stare.

Feeling that after the sense of crisis was lifted, Song Qiyan's machismo came out a little bit.

(End of this chapter)