His Long Love

"Oh." Huang Yiyi sneered, full of satire and contempt in his words, "in front of a whore, I still want to set up a memorial archway."

Jiang Si Yan's face sank, with a bit of displeasure, tone also heavy up, "enough!"

Huang Yiyi see Jiang Si Yan angry, although the heart is not convinced, but still silent, did not go on.

After all, Jiang Siyan's current identity is not as simple as a film emperor.

The wedding will officially begin soon.

Ji Mengyao is wearing a white wedding dress. The smile and pride on her face can't be concealed. Moreover, she doesn't want to hide it.

After today, she is the wife in charge of the Ji family.

Halfway through the wedding ceremony, the host suddenly said, "well, next, please welcome Mr. Ji minhuai's only son, Ji dashaoji's evening boat to speak."

The host's words are very accurate, only son.

It seems that Ji Yao was really expelled from the Ji family.

Meng Qingge picked her eyebrows and looked at Ji evening boat with a puzzled look on her face. Isn't this kind of wedding speech made by relatives after exchanging wedding rings? Why hasn't the wedding ring been exchanged yet? Let Ji Wanzhou speak? What kind of moth?

Ji Wanzhou stood up from her seat, with a faint smile on her face, and went to the stage.

He took the microphone from the host's hand and began his speech.

It's nothing more than blessing Ji minhuai and Ji Mengyao to have a good relationship for a hundred years, love each other, and open more branches and leaves for the Ji family.

Feng Shumo looks at the Ji Wanzhou with a smile on his face on the stage, and he frowns slightly.

Ji Wanzhou and Ji Mengyao's relationship has always been bad, now how to send a blessing at the wedding?

"Thank you for your presence and blessing. Thank you." After Ji Wanzhou finished speaking, he bowed slightly to the audience, and clapped.

Ji Wanzhou got off the stage and returned to his position.

"Well, how did it go?" Ji Wanzhou looks at Ji minhuai and Ji Mengyao, who smile happily on the stage, and hooks their lips.

Meng Qingge glanced at him faintly and said, "what you say is not true."

Ji Wanzhou picked her eyebrows and laughed at her. Then she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to old white hair: 1.

This is what they said in advance, 1, on behalf of the start of action.

In a white business car outside the Mingyue Hotel, when Laobai saw the information in his mobile phone, he turned his head and said to the old flower holding a laptop: "do it."

"Yes." The old flower calmly pressed the OK key.

Wedding scene large screen and audio connection of the computer was instantly invaded by old flowers.

The picture with the wedding photos of Ji minhuai and Ji Mengyao suddenly turns black. Then, there is a video of Ji Mengyao and Ji Yao's love. At the same time, Ji Mengyao's voice is also heard in the sound, which is intense and high spirited.

In fact, the video on the big screen does not match the sound in the stereo.

This audio is separated from the video recorded by Lao Bai that Ji Mengyao was taken by the wheel after being perfused with medicine.

"Wow..."

"My God..."

The guests under the stage were shocked First, and then screamed.

Hearing the sound, Ji minhuai and Ji Mengyao on the stage don't know what's going on. They all stare at them, and the two of them turn around to look.

As soon as Ji Mengyao saw the video on the big screen, she immediately became white with fear. She was not stable, so she fell aside. If it wasn't for the host's help, she would have collapsed on the ground.

Ji minhuai looked at the picture on the big screen, first shocked, then angry.

"Bitch!" Ji min Huai die will not think that Ji Mengyao will have an affair with Ji Yao!

Ji minhuai's face is blue and purple and black. He raises his hand and goes down to jimengyao.

Ji Mengyao was slapped by him and fell to the ground. Then Ji minhuai stretched out his feet and kicked him hard.

Betrayed Ji minhuai, already anxious red eyes, did not have the slightest scruple to this is the wedding site, so the guests look at it!

His brain has been completely occupied by anger and hatred, one foot after another, landed on Ji Mengyao, or trample, or kick, or kick.

One foot is fiercer than the other, and no one dares to stop it.

"Good looking?" Season evening boat's mouth raised a touch of light smile, in Meng Qingge's ear gently said.

Meng Qingge did not turn his head, just a faint glance at him, "boring."

After that, Meng Qingge took his bag and left the hall.