Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

When the gilded invitation was handed over, the uniformed waiter led them in through the winding hanging corridor. The west garden was the venue for the wedding.

The courtyard with flowers in full bloom is covered with white gauze and colorful roses, which makes people have a sense of seeing that they have entered the immortal's house by mistake.

Although it's a second marriage, what can be invited by the Shen family banquet is either famous on the rich list, or famous dignitaries and nobles in the circle, and even descendants of the yellow flag. In a word, the Shen family house has never been a place where you can come in with only money or fame.

Wen Muxi wondered why he Jingxi, a man in the entertainment circle, received the invitation from the Shen family, but when he saw the bride to be, he suddenly understood everything.

"Manru, congratulations."

He Jingxi and Wen Muxi came to the beautiful woman in her wedding dress and held out his hand to the woman with a warm smile.

"Thank you, brother Xi. I'm very happy that you can take the time to attend my wedding." Ji manru smiled and held he Jingxi's hand. Under the perfect smile, colorful eyes flowed, but the smile was not so perfect, showing a sense of sadness.

Wen Muxi suddenly realized that Ji man should be the woman who "left him to marry someone else" and he Jingxi's ex girlfriend.

"When you get married today, don't say you're taking time. I'll come even if you break the contract with others." he Jingxi joked with the bride like a friend.

Ji manru was also teased to burst into laughter, but the loneliness in his eyes was more obvious.

They look like what was reported on the entertainment news. They are very good friends with the company. He Jingxi's performance is perfect, and he can't see any abnormality, but only Wen Muxi knows that the man is trembling even holding her hand.

Wen Muxi shook his head secretly, held he Jingxi's hand tightly, smiled at him when he turned his head, and comforted his good friend silently.

At this time, the people around suddenly looked at the same direction and whispered. At this moment, Wen Muxi inexplicably had a very bad premonition.

Subconsciously, he looked up in the direction of people. It didn't look good. When he saw the two people coming side by side, Wen Muxi immediately fought two battles and almost wanted to go first.

Shen Bihan is still the same. The tailored black handmade suit is concise but luxurious. It's hard to see when he comes out.

What makes Wen Muxi so afraid is not Shen Bihan, but another woman around Shen Bihan.

The man was dressed in a moon white cheongsam, with exquisite curly hair from old Shanghai. His well maintained skin looked like he was in his early thirties at most, but his unique scholarly temperament and elegant charm could not be repaired in 30 years.

This woman is the root of Wen Muxi's trembling. Shen Bihan's mother, the former mistress of Shen's house, Qin Meishu!

Wen Muxi still kept the posture of clenching with he Jingxi's ten fingers, and didn't even notice the hostility in Shen Bihan's eyes.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Shen. I wish you and Mr. Shen a happy marriage for a hundred years."

A normal congratulatory speech, once spoken out of Mrs. Shen's mouth, no matter how gentle and polite it is, it's embarrassing.

Ji manru is no more than a 23-year-old little star. Even if the entertainment industry is mixed, the stage of cultivation is no match for 1% of Qin Meishu. Therefore, when the former Mrs. Shen sent a congratulatory message, the newly appointed Mrs. Shen couldn't squeeze out half a word except a dry smile.

Qin Meishu didn't want to pay more attention to Ji manru. She gave a casual greeting and collected her eyes back to Wen Muxi. As soon as she lifted her eyes, the latter even exuded a cold sweat from the palm of her hand.

"Miss Wen, long time no see."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Shen... Ms. Qin." Wen Muxi quickly bit his tongue and took it back when he habitually appeared.

Facing Wen Muxi's impolite appearance, Qin Meishu didn't even frown. Instead, she smiled softly and looked at her hand clenched with he Jingxi's ten fingers.

"It's said that Miss Wen and Mr. He are childhood sweethearts. They really match each other."

Wen Muxi couldn't get the meaning of Qin Meishu's words. He wanted to return his smile. His facial features were so stiff that he couldn't even pull the corners of his lips, so he had to lower his head and make a coquettish state.

She didn't dare to see Qin Meishu, let alone Shen Bihan's expression at the moment.

"Thank you for your praise." he Jingxi stood up and made a round for Wen Muxi without any trace, so that the atmosphere would not be too embarrassing.

"Mr. He is very kind to Miss Wen." Qin Meishu said, suddenly sighing softly: "every time I see Miss Wen, I can't help thinking of xiaorou in our family. If she is still alive, I will find someone who dotes on her like Mr. He to Miss Wen."

Qin Meishu seemed to mention Shen Rou inadvertently, but Wen Muxi's heart trembled fiercely. The dusty picture came out of her mind.

The full blood dyed all her memories red and constantly reminded her that she had no face to stand in Shen's house or Shen Bihan's side.

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After the priest and Shen Qian, Shen Bihan's father, entered, the luxurious wedding officially began.

Instead of witnessing the newlyweds' vows of life and death in front of the priest, Wen Muxi was taken to the small side hall on the second floor by Sister Zhang beside Qin Meishu.

Qin Meishu, as like as two peas in a white cheongsam, is sitting on the rattan chair on the balcony of the hall. The slender slender jade hand is carrying a slow tea product, just as wimu Xi saw her picture several years ago.

Sister Zhang took her and left. Only Wen Muxi and Qin Meishu were left on the huge side hall balcony with a long silence.

"Don't be so restrained. Sit down." put down the tea lamp. Qin Meishu motioned her to sit in the opposite chair.

Make yourself at home. Speak lightly

In the face of Qin Meishu, she even sat stiff.

Qin Meishu was not surprised. It was Wen Muxi's overall performance. She gracefully pushed a cup of tea in front of her first.

When the tea was pushed up, Wen Muxi immediately thanked him for taking it. When he picked up the tea set, his fingers were stiff.

"For three years, I thought Miss Wen and I wouldn't have another chance to meet."

Qin Meishu's voice was very peaceful, and the warm and soft Jiangnan woman's tone was even better. However, when Wen Muxi heard this sentence, a thin layer of sweat exuded from his back.

Wen Muxi moved his lips, but he didn't know how to explain the current situation. When facing this woman, she almost deprived her speech function, and couldn't say a word.

"I didn't expect that you still entered the company that Bihan just bought." Wen Muxi didn't say, and Qin Meishu took the initiative to mention what she wanted to know.

"No, I don't know..."

Wen Muxi subconsciously hurried to explain. Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that the woman hated useless explanations, so he could only swallow those words to his lips.

"I'm sorry." Wen Muxi apologized and didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Forget it, I know your temperament with Bihan. You can't stop and resist what he wants to do." Qin Meishu suddenly waved her hand with understanding and won't find reasons to criticize her as usual.

Wen Muxi didn't answer, because she knew Qin Meishu hadn't finished.