My Third Gentleman

Chapter 602 Gathering Together (11)

"As for the details of the wedding, I will discuss with Wushuang again, whether it is Chinese or Western, domestic or foreign, depending on what kind of wedding Wushuang likes, but it must be unprecedented and grand. I want people all over the world to know that Jing Wushuang is My wife of Mu Jinchen."

If Mu Baichuan has a strong ability to control the field, then Mu Jinchen's aura of no anger and prestige is also innate. When he speaks, others will listen subconsciously and will not refute.

Because Mu Jinchen's words have been left for a long time, but the people around the table are still silent, staring at him in a daze, and he frowns.

Wushuang sighed secretly, okay, she admitted that Mr. Mu in his family is actually a cold-spot king. When he speaks, even his family will forget to react, so don't talk about outsiders.

"In fact, I personally prefer to travel and get married..."

"No..."

"No..."

...

Before Wushuang finished speaking, he heard many voices of opposition. Wushuang blinked his eyes and pursed her lips slightly, looking at this, looking at that, and muttered softly, "I just didn’t know who said it was based on the child’s wishes. Lord..."

Hearing that, the adults all smiled irritably, and Xia Muxue had to say, “Stop bother, the wedding must be done, although it’s just a formality, even if we don’t care, your husband’s family is not an ordinary person, or It has to be beautiful."

"Mom, I didn't say anything about it. Didn't you hear what I said? I said that I personally prefer to travel and get married, but this is impossible, so I listen to Mu Jinchen."

As soon as Wushuang's words fell, the people all over the table laughed, and even the most serious Mu Zhenhua felt that this daughter-in-law was actually really lovely.

Mu Jinchen turned his head and looked at his little wife softly, and the big hand holding her little hand tightened again. It was hard to see that the little woman could adjust the atmosphere.

Xia Muxue glanced at her even more angry, "Okay, then you go back and discuss it with Chen'er. The time is set for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the form of negotiation is complete. If you know us, there are still more than three months left. , If you start to do it, three months will be more than enough, so look at your plan."

"Mother don't worry, we know."

Mu Jinchen responded.

"Okay, then it's settled. The wedding date is the Mid-Autumn Festival. As for the issue of etiquette, Lan'er and Xue'er communicated well. According to the tradition, just do whatever you want, not sloppy. Let's start buying. Don't bother these two young people either, they don't understand it." Mu Baichuan made the final final touch, and it was basically that way.

Mu Zhilan and Xia Muxue looked at each other and smiled, "Grandpa, I know."

"Since you are talking, let's start chopsticks. Don't be cautious for a family meal."

The wedding was generally settled in this way. It is rare to gather together. Everyone is in a happy mood. Only Mu Zhenhua is still thinking about it. He does not know that after such a celebration, what the Mu family will face What a storm.

He took a sip of boring wine, and Xiao Zhiyuan, who was sitting next to him, gently touched his glass, glanced at each other, and silently comforted him.

He raised his hand and drank it, no matter, what should come is always coming, Chen'er is right, he is not broken or standing, this son is better than anyone else, let him handle it.

(End of this chapter)