Zhan Shaoyin walked over, resisted the urge to take off his coat and drape it on Song Huayi's shoulder, and just stretched out his hand towards her.

Song Huayi, who was stepping on stiletto heels, originally held on to the handrail of the stairs and went downstairs cautiously, but when she saw the hand that appeared in front of her, she looked up and saw that it was Zhan Shaoyin.

A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he reached over and put his hand on his hand, and continued to walk down the stairs with his support.

Zhan Shaoyin's initiative to come over to help her was obvious.

It's to tell the men who are eyeing and ready to move that this woman is his.

Li Hua saw it, and immediately coquettishly told her boyfriend: "I want to help too~" "Help and help!"

Xiong Yu and Wei looked at each other, and then Xiong Yu deliberately modeled Li Hua and said to Wei Xiangmu: "People also want to help~" Wei Xiangmu: "Help and help!" ”

Then the two of them held hands and said in unison: "Disgusting~" After a simple breakfast, when Song Huayi was mending lipstick in front of the small mirror, the person in charge told him that he could go up to the terrace on the seventh floor to prepare to sit, and the wedding was about to start.

The weather is nice today, the sun is mild, and the sea breeze is warm.

The wedding scene was very dreamy, which was enough to see that the Qian family had made a lot of money in order to marry Meng Qianjun.

Song Huayi felt that her wedding with Zhan Shaoyin was too simple.

When sitting at the wedding, Song Huayi abandoned Zhan Shaoyin, changed positions with Song Jinghua, and chose to chat with his girlfriends about gossip.

Zhan Shaoyin didn't say anything, because Song Huayi was sitting in front of him, and his every move was within his line of sight.

Wei Xiangmu said: "This is definitely today's big news again, the status of the Qian family in the jade world plus the famous Meng Qianjun, the marriage of these two people is simply a strong combination." ”

Li Hua said: "No matter how sensational it is, it can't compare to when we Xiaoyi married Zhan Sanshao, as soon as the news broke out, the Weibo server was paralyzed, and it took me a long time to brush it out." ”

Xiong Yu: "Talented and beautiful, my goddess can be regarded as marrying into a wealthy family with her ability." ”

Song Huayi just listened and didn't speak, because she knew what kind of person Meng Qianjun was, so she also knew that no matter how grand the wedding was, no matter how good the two were, this marriage would not be simple.

However, it can be seen that Qian Qiu Cheng really loves Meng Qianjun, and his eyes can't deceive people when he likes someone.

Meng Qianjun, a woman who is very good at hiding herself, if it weren't for Song Huayi knowing her true face, she might be like Xiong Yu and others, envying and worshipping such a person who is excellent in all aspects.

If she were a man, I am afraid that she would also want to marry a wife like Meng Qianjun.

After watching the groom and the bride exchange rings, in the applause and cheers of everyone, Qian Qiucheng lowered his head and kissed Meng Qianjun.

Song Huayi silently glanced back at Zhan Shaoyin, and thought that he would have a look of regret and regret when he saw such a picture, but he saw that he listened to what Song Jinghua said with a slight bow, with a slight smile on his face, and he didn't even look at the groom and bride.

Seeing this, Song Huayi felt comfortable.

After the ceremony, Grandpa Qian took the microphone and walked up to the stage with the support of the housekeeper, and said in a vigorous voice: "Today is not only Qiu Cheng's big day, I also have an important thing to announce. ”

"Qiu Cheng is considered to be an apprentice trained by me, and now in the jade research area, it can be said that the blue is better than the blue, and my old thing should be handed over, so the jade industry of our Qian family, I will officially hand over the responsibility of Qiu Cheng, and I hope that the seniors will take more care of Qiu Cheng, I believe he will not disappoint everyone."

You can hear Grandpa Qian's love for Qian Qiu Cheng inside and outside the words.

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; Grandpa Qian had two wives, and after the first wife died of illness, he married another and gave birth to Qian Qiu Cheng.

Although Qian Qiucheng and Qian Chiye are separated by generations, the two are almost the same age, so they are always compared together.

The two of them are the two extremes of the Qian family, Qian Qiu Cheng is gentle and resourceful; And Qian Chiye is the mud that can't support the wall.

Qian Chiye's bad things can be said to have made the Qian family lose face.

At the wedding, Qian Chiye also came, and the female companion he brought was the queen model of a magazine.

The two of them sat next to each other and flirted like no one, for fear that others would not know that the Qian family had produced this bad reputation loser.

After the wedding ended, a bunch of men stood in a bunch and chatted about business, and Zhan Shaoyin and Song Jingfeng were also among them.

Song Huayi was accompanied by sisters, and she didn't care about her husband or not, and the four of them took pictures with their mobile phones.

Li Hua's boyfriend became their human selfie stick.

The woman took endless pictures, but fortunately, Li Hua's boyfriend was quite patient and complied with Li Hua.

When Song Huayi looked at the camera and posed, she saw Luo Yiqian outside the camera waving to her.

"You guys shoot first, I'll go over for a while."

Song Huayi walked in front of Luo Yiqian, she still looked sentimental.

"Miss Luo, is there anything wrong with you?"

Luo Yiqian smiled bitterly and said, "I'm so bored in my heart, I want to talk to someone." ”

Song Huayi suddenly felt that Luo Yiqian was a little pitiful, because she felt that she and she were not friends, and they had only met once, Luo Yiqian would talk to her, and I was afraid that there was really no one to talk to around.

Standing on the edge of the railing, Luo Yiqian raised her head, her eyes fell on the endless blue sea, and asked her softly, "Are you on good terms?" ”

Song Huayi: "...... That's good.

What about you? ”

Luo Yiqian smiled bitterly and said, "Do you understand what it feels like to tie a man to your side, but his heart is not on you at all?" ”

Combined with everything Luo Yiqian had said before, Song Huayi guessed that Zhan Jinchen should have a girl he liked before, and asked Luo Yiqian silently: "...... Is he still in a relationship with that woman? ”

Luo Yiqian shook her head: "I don't know, he never tells me about it, and I am not allowed to explore it." ”

"Do you like him, then?"

Luo Yiqian didn't hide it, she hooked the corners of her mouth slightly and nodded, her eyes were far away, as if she was recalling those good memories for her.

If this kind of thing happens, Song Huayi himself may also be very distressed, so he doesn't know how to comfort Luo Yiqian.

Luo Yiqian looked sideways at her and said: "I'm not provoking the relationship between you and Sanshao, but there are some things I think I should tell you that the status of your Song family is not low, Sanshao married you, even if he is good to you now, but it is not ruled out that Sanshao will use you for long-term benefits, so don't be confused by the illusion in front of you, and have more eyes for yourself." ”

Song Huayi felt that Luo Yiqian's words were like a big sister's advice to her, and there was no malice.

She couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Zhan Shaoyin, who was standing with Song Jinghua not far away.

Self-comfort in her heart, no matter how much status the Song family has, it can't compare to the Zhan family, even if it is for long-term interests, it is mutual, if Zhan Shaoyin maintains the marriage with her for the sake of interests, Song Huayi feels that it is a good thing for her.

At least it shows that she still has the value of being used by Zhan Shaoyin.

She used to look down on people who made compromises in love, but she didn't expect that she was now humbled to this point.