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"This is Mr. Lu, a good friend of our Rong family."

Rong Guoan introduced Lu Li to several members of the Song family in this way.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, I am Song Yaoliang. It is an honor for you to attend our Ziwen's wedding."

As soon as he heard Rong Guoan's introduction, Song Yaoliang immediately raised the importance of Lu Li to a very high level in his heart. He quickly reached out to Lu Li and said enthusiastically.

"Hello, Mr. Song."

Lu Li gently shook Song Yaoliang's hand and said.

"Hello, Mr. Lu..."

The groom, Song Ziwen, followed closely and extended his hand in greetings.

Lu Li looked at the second rich man in front of him... no, the fifth rich man in front of him!

He is slender, handsome in appearance, elegant in face, and elegant in speech and behavior.

It’s not like the arrogant rich second generation image described in the novel...

From this Song Ziwen, we can vaguely see the demeanor of his ancestor, a diplomat during the Republic of China.

"Hello."

Lu Li responded.

…

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Song Yaoliang and Song Ziwen invited Lu Li and others to step onto the red carpet.

Lu Li walked at the front.

The red carpet leading to the Russian classical building in front is about thirty meters long. It can be said to be the real center of attention. Both sides of the red carpet are crowded with reporters from all over the world.

Yang Zhener was wearing an elegant black evening dress and held Lu Li's arm tightly.

She looked at the long red carpet not far away, and felt that it was as if there was a huge following spotlight covering it.

She was just an ordinary good-looking girl who had never seen much of the world. At this moment, if Lu Li hadn't been holding her beside her, she might have collapsed on the ground.

Although Lu Li has never experienced such an occasion, his mental state is completely different. On the one hand, he has enough confidence and the ability to deal with 'time', allowing him to look directly at anyone; on the other hand, Lu Li is He has read a lot of books these days, and his eyesight and vision have gradually transcended the trivialities of ordinary mortals.

The battle in front of him cannot make Lu Li feel nervous, nor can it make him feel vain or satisfied...

It's very ordinary, very ordinary, just walking on a path that is no different from ordinary ones.

That's it.

Lu Li took Yang Zhen'er onto the red carpet. He walked slowly and unhurriedly...

On both sides, reporters pressed the shutter button from time to time, and the sound of the shutter kept ringing in my ears.

"Tell them to delete all the photos I have about me."

Lu Li turned his head slightly and said to Rong Guoan beside him.

"After a while, I will ask people to check their cameras and memory cards one by one, and ask them to delete all the photos about you."

The person who responded to Lu Li was Song Yaoliang, who had been paying attention to them. Song Yaoliang spoke first.

"Um."

Lu Li nodded.

He glanced at the data above Song Yaoliang's head, and then looked away.

‘Name: Song Yaoliang’

‘Age: 45 years old’

‘Remaining life span: 33 years, 9 months, 18 days, 23 hours, 15 minutes and 37 seconds’

…

After walking the red carpet, we entered the auditorium.

Sina and the bride naturally had other things to do, so they excused themselves and left.

Song Yaoliang took Rong Guoan and others to the front seat, exchanged a few words with each other, and then left.

Today, there are many heavyweights attending the wedding banquet, and people with sufficient status in the Song family are required to receive them. Song Yaoliang plays such a role.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the wedding started.

Hosted by famous hosts Ruo He and Xie Fei...

Then there was a ballet from the Royal Ballet as the opening performance.

Immediately afterwards, the bride and groom took their places, and the bride entered...

The bride wore a white wedding dress, which was jointly made by the Dior skirt customization workshop and the Paris embroidery workshop.

It was Dior design director Smith who presided over the design, and made the gauze skirt three-dimensionally on a wooden model modeled after Ms. Li's body curve.

This wedding dress used 35 meters of organza, and a total of 7 layers of tulle petticoats were sewn to form a bud shape. The craftsmen of the Dior Haute Couture Workshop spent nearly a thousand hours making it.

The crown worn on the bride's head is the jewel of the Chaumet Museum. It is composed of a white gold base inlaid with diamonds and irregular natural pearls...

The bride’s wedding shoes are CINDERELLA high-heeled shoes from JIMMY-CHOO. The uppers are paved with 7,000 sparkling Swarovski crystals; the toe is decorated with 46 giant crystal stones, which is a stunning and dazzling luxury...

The bride of the Song family is dressed in a dress that cannot be purchased with money.

It also requires the family to have sufficient heritage and history...

This wedding is a luxury that ordinary girls cannot imagine!

Because its level of luxury has exceeded the imagination of ordinary girls.

Beside Lu Li, Yang Zhener's eyes had stars popping out.

Afterwards, the groom takes the bride to the stage, lifts the bride's veil, the host speaks, the witness delivers a speech, the couple confesses and swears, and exchanges rings...

A set of processes goes on and on.

Near the end, the host said that the old man of the Song family would attend the blessing.

The whole place fell silent.

Mr. Song, who was wearing a Mao suit and sitting in a wheelchair, was slowly pushed into the venue.

The old man came to the front of the venue, and the bride and groom stood beside him obediently.

The host bent down and put the microphone in front of the old man's mouth.

Song Shixiong looked at his great-grandson, his voice was hoarse, and he said alertly

"Don't do things that are of immediate benefit, and don't go to places where everyone is fighting."

"My grandson Wen, please remember this."

After saying this, the old man reached out and pushed away the microphone.

Mr. Song's son, Song Ziwen's grandfather, Song Yaoru, pushed Song Shixiong away slowly.

Lu Li looked at the old man's leaving figure and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

He said something to the left and right, then stood up and walked away in the direction where the old man left the scene.

Rong Guoan's expression showed some fear, and he looked at Lu Li's back thoughtfully...

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