After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Lu Yao was suspicious and was pulled around by Zhou Linlin and Zheng Yun. She crossed the road and lawn all the way to the end of the crowd.

At this time, I saw a billboard in front of the host. It turned out to be a creative anniversary activity organized by a local wedding company.

There are many onlookers nearby, with different skin colors and looks. At first glance, most of them are tourists.

The host is a tall man in a white shirt. He has white skin and blue eyes. He speaks fluent English. He can be called a handsome man.

Beside him, an old man dressed as a priest, holding a Bible in his hand, looked at the noisy crowd in front of him with a smile.

"Forget it, there are a lot of people." Lu Yao stood in place, looked at everyone's cheering, and slightly twisted her eyebrows.

It's OK to watch the fun, but her current situation is really not suitable to get together in the middle of the crowd.

As soon as she finished, Zhou Linlin, who was holding her next to her, had stepped on high heels, pushed away the crowd all the way to the front, turned back excitedly for a long time, holding two number cards in her hand.

One was given to Zheng Yun and the other was stuffed into Lu Yao's hand.

Lu Yao hesitated, holding the white sign, looked around and asked her, "what's this?"

Without waiting for Zhou Linlin to answer, Zheng Yun has pushed her eyeglass frame and nunuzui toward the position of the billboard. "It seems that he wants to smoke some lucky bride. Those who win have the opportunity to enjoy the full set of wedding services of their company."

In other words, she has unconsciously hooked her lips, opened the white cover of the number plate in her hand, and lit it up to the two people next to her, "I'm number 13."

"I just heard several people over there discussing that this company's wedding service is the most famous in the local area. It seems that if I remember correctly, it's the same company that young master Mao invited..."

Zhou Linlin stretched her neck and added with a smile. Then she asked Lu Yao curiously: "what's your number?"

The woman looked at her eyes, but she didn't seem to have much interest. She raised her hand and asked Zhou Linlin, "why don't you smoke?"

"Hi..." Zhou Linlin waved her hand carelessly. "I've been married. Why do I want to be fresh?"

Zheng Yun showed a dispensable attitude towards this matter. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "I haven't been married yet, but I'm more curious."

"Forget it." Lu Yao frowned slightly and stuffed the brand that had not been opened in her hand into Zhou Linlin's arms. "I'm married, too. I'm not interested in this formalism."

Her hopes for the wedding were never pinned on an inexplicable celebration.

The number plate fell into Zhou Linlin's arms and seemed to be a hot potato. Seeing her panic on her face, she suddenly stuffed the brand back, "ah, this is yours, that's yours. Anyway, you have to wait for a period of time for your wedding with Shao Yunchen. It's good to experience it in advance, isn't it?"

Then he gave Lu Yao a wink and smiled proudly: "don't worry, we'll both keep it a secret for you."

"Confidential?" Lu Yao was suspicious and looked at the strange woman back and forth, "you seem sure you will win."

"Er... Cough..."

Zhou Linlin, who was exposed for no reason, showed some panic, and then coughed twice to hide her embarrassment, just like a guilty attitude.

When Lu Yao came here, her eyes looked more and more suspicious.

She crossed her waist with one hand and was about to make a sound when she was about to question. Zheng Yun next to her interrupted her. The woman tried to get round and pinned the number card on her chest, "Hey, it's because she doesn't necessarily win. So many people pay attention to luck anyway. If you really win, I think it's God's will..."

Her words were mellow and provoked Zhou Linlin to nod her head again and again to express her approval. "That's right, you don't necessarily get it."

The two of them talked to each other and finally managed to persuade Lu Yao. She took back her suspicious eyes and was soon attracted by the suddenly boiling voice in front of her.

At the moment, under the leadership of the host, a group of men and women with different accents are shaking their arms and shouting, counting down the last time in English.

"Three, two, one!"

At the last order, the host turned the lottery machine in front of him.

When the big screen rolled up, the crowd suddenly quieted down. Some people showed excitement and tension, others had no expression on their faces, but their eyes were fixed on the screen.

A moment later, the speed of the number scrolling began to slow down. In the small sigh of the crowd, the last number slowly stayed on the screen.

"Thirty two!"

The host's excited voice was transmitted to the surrounding open boundary through the microphone. He asked in fluent English, "on the 32nd, which baby got this luck?"

No one came on stage for a long time, and the crowd kept sighing with regret. Then everyone began to stretch their necks to see who had such good luck.

Zhou Linlin's eyes were wide. She encouraged Lu Yao, "look, what's your size?"

Lu Yao saw the dark group of people in front and thought it wouldn't be so coincidence.

She looked at each other's eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, and then slowly opened the number in her hand.

Sure enough, it's the thirty second.

She stared at the two black numbers in her hand, a little dumb.

Zhou Linlin and Zheng Yun, who were next to each other, screamed. They reached out to Lu Yao and screamed, "here, 32 here."

People's eyes were delivered one after another. Finally, she was surrounded and pushed to the host. After a while, she was met by a group of people and went all the way into a nearby church.

The church was separated from the pre arranged dressing room and dressing room. As soon as Lu Yao stepped into the door, she was pulled into the dressing room with a smile by a woman with blue eyes and blond hair.

"This..." after sitting down, her head was still dizzy. She tried to stand up and explain several times, "sorry, I..."

"All right." The blue eyed woman smiled and pressed her shoulder and said, "don't be nervous. You are very beautiful and your skin is in a very good state. Believe me, God will surprise you if he leaves this opportunity to you."

Lu Yao turned her eyes and saw Zhou Linlin standing with her breast in her arms. Her face was full of a happy smile. She echoed: "yes, yes, not everyone has such good luck..."

Lu Yao glanced at her unhappily. "You have said everything. Do you want me to give you such good luck?"

"Don't..." Zhou Linlin waved her hand again and again, and then hurried to escape the scene. "I'll see what Zheng Yun is busy with."

Lu Yao had no time to stop him. He had already run away.

She was helpless and realized for the first time what it was like to be driven to the shelves.