In the evening, six o'clock.

Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng sat in the cherry blossom garden villa, looking at the invitation card in their hands and falling into deep thought.

The big red invitation is proof that Leng Yiyan and Wen Zhiyuan are about to get married.

There are no photos, but just looking at them makes me feel very dazzling.

The entire Duanmu family has all received invitations.

It is said that there are many guests invited this time, but I don't know if I will be absent again tomorrow.

Yan Shiqi's mood is very calm, the matter has come to this point, and it seems that everything is superfluous.

During this day, she and Wen Cheng have been in contact with their third brother-in-law.

I heard that he went to the apartment, beat Leng Yiyan, and scolded Leng Yiyan, but marriage is still inevitable.

The third sister did not come back in Licheng, she was nearly six months pregnant, and the eldest brother of the Qin family did not want her to be busy with the affairs of the Leng family anymore.

Yan Shiqi threw the invitation card on the table casually, and looked out the window at the night, the fourth brother had not yet arrived, and at the end of the day, he just sent a WeChat message to tell her to eat well.

She couldn't say what she felt in her heart, and she always felt that Leng Yiyan's wedding was too rushed.

It's only half a month away from the engagement day, so I can't wait?!

"Sleep, recuperate, and watch a good show tomorrow. ”

Wen Cheng teased Yan Shiqi, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was also far-fetched.

Yan Shiqi nodded, not missing the cold color between Wen Cheng's eyebrows and eyes.

"If Wen Zhiyuan really marries Leng Yiyan, do you still plan to seek revenge on her?"

She thought about this question for a day, but there was no answer.

Wen Cheng was framed by Wen Zhiyuan, causing him to leave home for five years, and this outright hatred cannot be subsided overnight.

She still remains calm, probably because of Leng Yiyan's relationship, so she has not attacked Wen Zhiyuan for a long time.

At this time, Wen Cheng's cool eyes flashed slightly, and his words were unknown, "After the wedding tomorrow, let's talk about it." ”

It was her last chance to give each other.

At the wedding, she wanted to find out Leng Yiyan's intentions, if he still protected Wen Zhiyuan with his life, then he could only die.

Maybe this wedding is a very heavy topic for everyone.

That night, the sky over the imperial capital city was shrouded in haze, and many people were lying in bed, but their eyes were open until dawn.

......

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, the front door of Dijing Restaurant was full of joy.

All kinds of wedding set-ups have been arranged, from balloons to red carpets to arched doors to celebrate the newlyweds.

When everyone from the Duanmu family arrived at the scene, the service staff of the restaurant were already warmly receiving them at the door.

Here, the Leng family is a shareholder, and today is Leng Ershao's wedding, so it is natural to show style everywhere.

Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng did not dress up to attend, but only wore ordinary clothes to accompany their uncle and walked inside.

Grandpa didn't come, and according to his original words, Wen Zhiyuan was not qualified to invite him to attend the wedding.

They walked into the wedding hall and looked up to find that it was also beautifully decorated.

A huge LED screen on the stage is still showing some photos of Wen Zhiyuan, but there is no Leng Yiyan.

As for the banquet table, the guests ...... Few and far between.

Or do you choose to be absent?!

Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng met their eyes, and the two and several uncles found the seat card and took the first seat.

After a while, the Leng family came.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the Leng family today, except for the third sister, was not present, and the rest of the old and young were all dressed in solemn black clothes...... Walked into the wedding hall.

It's not like I'm here for a wedding, it's like I'm here to mourn......