Big brother, let's spell a marriage

Tang Mengyao went to Han Junli's wedding. Yan fennel was still worried“ Your current physical condition is really not very good. I suggest you don't go. "

Tang Mengyao knows that Yan Hui is worried that she will be hurt. The corners of my mouth raised slightly, "I'll go and have a look. It won't really make trouble." Although she believed him, the inexplicable panic in her heart still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why do you bother? If you want to ask him and stop him, I can take you to him now. "

Tang Mengyao shook his head. "In fact, I just want to have a look. It's OK to have a look from a distance."

Yan fennel really has no way to take her“ I'll take you to have a look tomorrow. "

Tang Mengyao smiled“ Thank you. "

Many people couldn't sleep that night. Tang Mengyao looked at his mobile phone and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for his phone.

What is he doing now? Are you preparing for tomorrow's wedding?

Finally, the phone rang. Breaking through the silent night, it seemed a little abrupt, but also a little frightened.

Not him.

A strange phone call.

Tang Mengyao hesitated and finally picked it up.

The familiar tone made her remember the man's name clearly.

Jiang Meilan.

"I know you can't sleep. I deliberately called to comfort you."

"Really? I thought you were worried that the groom might run away and deliberately made some unnecessary warnings. "

"Ha ha!" Jiang Meilan smiled, "Tang Mengyao, do you have the ability to come tomorrow? I'll let you see with your own eyes how your favorite person marries someone else. Let you know how many people bless our wedding. "

"What's the use of showing off?" Tang Mengyao said coldly, "he still doesn't love you after all."

In a word, Jiang Meilan was very angry“ Who said he didn't love me? If he doesn't love me, why does he marry me? Do you think a proud man like him will marry me because of my persecution? If not for his willingness, do you think this wedding can be held? "

"Tang Mengyao, don't be too stupid to accept the reality. You're a dying man. He just says something to comfort you based on your past feelings. Do you think he will really give his happiness to a man who is about to die? "

"Tang Mengyao, don't be too naive. Do you really think this love is eternal? Even if he used to like you, but now you are no longer worthy of his love. Otherwise, why hasn't he seen you for so long? I'll tell you again. He's with me every day these days. If you don't believe me, I can show you our intimate photos together. "

"Ding Dong!" When the text message came in, Tang Mengyao numbly opened it. They were lying in bed in bathrobes and slept comfortably.

Tang Mengyao had a thorn in her heart.

"Since you are destined to have him, why call? Do you want to suppress me to emphasize that he belongs to you, or do you think this way can let me let him go? "

Tang Mengyao's calm tone surprised Jiang Meilan. Originally, I thought that maybe her few words would directly kill the woman, but I didn't want her to be so calm.

"It seems that you are stronger than I thought. Why don't you come to the ceremony tomorrow and see if your man has chosen me. "

"Well, I also wish you a smooth wedding tomorrow."

Tang Mengyao was the first to hang up the phone. The dark night seemed to have no light, but Tang Mengyao couldn't sleep for a long time. I want to know what he is doing at this moment.

Finally, I couldn't help dialing the phone, but the phone couldn't get through. I tried many times and failed. Tang Mengyao was uneasy, worried and afraid.

Will they really get married?

Early in the morning, song huianthracene was still full of worries“ Yao Yao, are you really going? "

"Mom, don't worry, I'm just going to have a look."

"Then I'll go with you."

Tang Mengyao shook his head, "Mom, there's Yan fennel. It's okay."

Yan fennel also comforted: "aunt, don't worry, I'll take good care of her."

Song huianthracene left with a worried face. It turned out that Yan's mother was eager to go, but she was stopped by Lao Yan and Xiao Yan. I'll make trouble when I can.

Near twelve o'clock, Yan Hui took Tang Mengyao to the hotel. Today, the weather is particularly sunny, as if it heralds a beautiful day for the new couple.

Yan Hui was wearing a handsome suit. The gentleman stretched out his hand to welcome her out of the car.

Tang Mengyao looked at the sun like a noble prince's Yan fennel and couldn't help joking.

"It's hard to imagine that you can't find a wife."

Yan fennel gave her a white eye“ Originally I wanted to comfort you, but now I don't want to say it. "

Tang Mengyao looked disappointed. "As a brother, my man is going to marry someone else. Shouldn't you comfort me?"

Yan Hui glanced at her, "what? Now I think I'm your brother? "

Tang Mengyao shook his head and sighed, "who makes your brother so worthless that I have no face to recognize each other."

Yan fennel has been ridiculed by the people around him every day. An unpleasant retort“ Just bully me because you are ill now. One day, I will bully you back. "

"OK, I'll wait."

Handsome men and beautiful women always attract people's attention when they enter the wedding scene. Although Tang Mengyao only put on a layer of light makeup today, she was gorgeous in a gorgeous dress.

Tang Mengyao doubted that this dress was worth the border town. If it wasn't for the excited look of the godmother, she wanted to refuse.

Tang Mengyao was wearing a hat and the people around him couldn't recognize it for a moment. But some people, who had been paying attention to the door, came up with the curved arc of the corners of their mouths as soon as she came in.

"Are you really here?" Jiang Meilan was dressed in a white bra wedding dress, delicate and delicate. She was inlaid with diamonds. It really made people blind.

"What courage. If it were me, I'm afraid I would have hid and dared not come out to see people. "

Jiang Meilan had a lot of voices, which attracted many onlookers. Tang Mengyao put her right hand on Yan fennel's wrist and looked at the bride in front of her with light eyes.

Beautiful but boastful, giving people a sense of unreal.

Eager to show off to her can only prove her guilty heart.

"I have no reason not to come because of your kind invitation." Tang Mengyao's faint response, a pair of indifferent eyes, without the slightest jealousy. Jiang Meilan, who was proud in her heart, caught fire in an instant.

"Then you'd better take a tight breath. Don't be overwhelmed for a while and die at my wedding. That's bad luck."

"Always say die. It seems that you are not afraid to ruin your wedding."