100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 2296 Special Wedding

It only took one phone call to finish the job, which surprised Tang Tang, "How much?"

"I don't know, just swipe the card when the time comes." Mu Yijun put his arms around her shoulders and said in a relaxed tone, "Just wait to be my bride beautifully, I will customize a wedding dress for you, and stay to see the style later."

At this time, Mu Yijun's cell phone rang, and it was Si Ming calling.

"Hi, Siming." He answered.

"Mr. Mu, leave the wedding dress to me, as well as your suit." Si Ming asked in a gentle voice.

Mu Yijun thought for a while, "That's fine, I'll leave these things to you, and we'll be fine. An Anxin will be the bride and groom." Si Ming is Brother Sheng's assistant, and his ability to handle affairs must not be questioned .

Si Ming was also very happy that the matter was settled like this.

In fact, Tang Tang does not have high requirements for wedding dresses, as long as they are wedding dresses, in her eyes, wedding dresses are very beautiful, no matter what style they are.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yijun said to her, "The wedding dress is handed over to Si Ming, which saves a lot of trouble. I believe he can handle it well."

"Hmm." Tang Tang nodded.

He reached out and hugged her into his arms, "I'll take you out later, do you want to rest for a while?"

"Uh-huh."

……

In Turkey, a quiet town, in a small building with gloomy greenery, Tang Li was using his mobile phone in the living room, and accidentally came across a piece of news.

Mu Yijun stepped on two boats, got a marriage certificate with Tang Tang, but was photographed in the hospital with another woman, and the news said that he was going for a pregnancy test...

Tang Li was shocked, and somewhat felt wronged for Tang Tang.

This news has actually been going on for several days, but Tang Li hasn't paid much attention to it recently.

"Tang Li."

Gu Zhi's voice came from behind.

He put away his phone and turned his eyes, "Master."

"Let's go to the research room, there are still two hours left."

"it is good."

So the two walked towards the research room.

Sheng Xuan was practicing yoga in the yard, and the surrounding greenery was desolate. She raised a lot of succulents and was very good at taking care of them. Roses and Chinese roses were also blooming.

At this time, in Jing's villa.

All the curtains were drawn to make it airtight, because it was a sunny day and all the doors were closed.

Sunshine is like a deadly virus to Mrs. Jing, and she is terrified when she hears about it.

In the huge and resplendent bedroom upstairs, the complicated palace-like curtains were drawn, and the huge crystal lamp was turned on, making the whole room bright.

There were four maids serving her. Mrs. Jing took off her clothes and lay on the bed. Jing Yuxi sat on the edge of the bed and personally applied medicine for her mother... every inch of her skin.

These ointments were brought by Gu Zhi just now, and he also made a brand new examination for her mother.

The situation is not too bad for the time being, but it is necessary to maintain this status quo and provide them with more research time.

Jing Yuxi is full of gratitude, and she firmly believes that her mother will get better.

Outside the closed compound gate, Jingwei stood there alone, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a sense of cruelty and arrogance in his eyes, he couldn't help but think of Tang Li.

That is an extremely greedy person, will he play tricks?Will it hurt my mother?

Thinking of Tang Li, he felt very uncomfortable. He felt that Tang Li was very dangerous, but a dangerous person also had an advantage, that is, he was bold, and he could act recklessly if he was bold.

Jingwei was thinking, if Tang Li cured his mother's illness, maybe he could be dragged into a big cause.

He is a man who loves money, as long as he has money, he will definitely agree.

But these are all things to say, after all, my mother's illness is not cured yet.

Three days passed without knowing it...

France, Notre Dame de Paris, without any tourists inside, a special wedding will be held here.

Because Notre Dame is already beautiful, any decoration would desecrate it, so there were no new arrangements for the wedding scene.

Just a red carpet was laid from the entrance of the hall to the pastor's platform.

This is the most glorious building in history. The tall bell towers on both sides of the front are piled up like huge stones, and three peach-shaped arched gates stand toweringly, with exquisite reliefs engraved on the arches.

Tang Tang, who was wearing a white wedding dress, stood in front of the door, looking up at the majestic hall that has gone through more than [-] years of vicissitudes, and her heart was deeply shocked.

At this moment, she was extremely excited.

The wedding march was performed live, which was composed by a famous French pianist and violinist. Bingqian and Siming stood in the hall, and they acted as the only guests.

The pastor stood at the end of the aisle, his silver hair well combed.

Mu Yijun took Tang Tang's hand, and led her to take steps step by step...

This moment has become extremely sacred.

Bingqian asked the man beside her in a low voice, "Aren't they coming?"

Si Ming replied softly, "It will definitely come."

But... there is no one in sight yet, and the ceremony is about to begin.

The wedding march is melodious, slow, solemn and lyrical. There are several bells ringing at the beginning and end of it, which seems to announce the coming of marriage.

This song can easily remind people of the scene when they swear to each other as husband and wife, and it highlights the importance of a marriage vow.

They walked down the red carpet to the swearing-in stand.

From the sanctuary door, the purest and rich aromas erupted like the eddies of the sea tide.

The girl hiding under the veil was full of happiness, with a slight smile on her lips.

The priest began to read, and the oath echoed in my ears...

Mu Yijun took Tang Tang's hand and looked at her affectionately.

Bingqian looked at the door, there was no one there, didn't they come?

In fact, Si Ming didn't know what to do, didn't he come?
After finishing his oath, the priest asked, "Miss Tang, are you willing to marry Mr. Mu? And stay by his side for the rest of your life, never leave him."

The microphone was handed to Tang Tang, and before she could speak, a familiar voice came from the regular stereo of Notre Dame——

"Tang Xiaotang! Why don't you invite me when you get married?"

It's Shi Ying's voice!

Tang Tang and Mu Yijun raised their eyes suddenly. There was no second floor in the grand and empty hall, and there was no sign of her at the door.

At this time, countless rose petals were falling from the high roof...

Shi Ying's voice continued, "Tang Xiaotang, I wish you a happy life, and I wish you and Yijun a long life."

Tang Tang lifted the veil, her eyes were moist, and she looked around for her figure.

Red petals fell on her shoulders and hair, arms and wedding dress...

At this time, a low magnetic male voice also came out from the speaker, "Yi Jun, Tang Tang, happy newlyweds, have a precious son soon."

It's Brother Sheng... Mu Yijun felt like a warm current flowed into his heart.

It was Si Ming who secretly told them that they sent blessings in this way, right?

"Mu Yijun! I worked so hard in Jiacheng to arrange a wedding for you quietly, but you actually chose Notre Dame de Paris!" Nangong Mo's voice came out immediately, "You have to pay me all the expenses, and I have lost wages!”

Mu Yijun was a little confused, what do you mean?
(End of this chapter)