Meng Zui is dressed in a suit, with gelled hair, bright eyes, delicate lips, tall figure and ascetic temperament, all exuding a charming and dangerous aura.
She glanced at the watch on her wrist from time to time, and time passed by minute by second, but Chu Qing never responded. He didn't know how to send text messages or make phone calls, not even a letter.
It's been half a month since Mengzui put down the letter. Chu Qing's attitude probably meant that he didn't want to talk to Mengzui.
Her child was born the day before the wedding, and the only person who knew about the child's existence was Tang Feng from the Tang family, who was the man Mengzui wanted to marry.
Tang Feng was rushing to the top. Meng Zui came to him and told him that if he didn't get married, he would just die.
In order to survive, Tang Feng had no choice but to agree. After hearing that Meng Zui was going to marry a man named Tang, many people came to watch the excitement.
As for the students from the National University, they flocked to the wedding by virtue of their status as Tang Ziyan's younger brother and sister. Mengzui herself did not expect that the wedding had not even started yet, but the seats were already almost full, and some of the people she didn't know at all.
Chu Tiannan was also at the wedding. She was invited by her business partner. If she had known that the person getting married was Meng Zui, she would not have come even if she was killed.
But seeing that the wedding was about to begin, she felt a little undercover when she went out. Fortunately, not many people knew about the entanglement between Mengzui and Chu Qing. At that time, people's eyes fell on everyone in the Tang family, especially Pandian, who was dressed in white. As the bridesmaid, Tang Ziyan's appearance is comparable to that of Meng Zui, forming a beautiful scenery in the eyes of everyone.
Li Huang'er came over with a glass of champagne. She felt a little funny when she saw Meng Zui clasping her fingers nervously.
"Don't you call yourself a witch? Why are you not free and easy now? Why, are you waiting for Chu Qing?"
After being told what was on his mind, Meng Zui felt a little frustrated, "I just miss him, and I still want to marry him. Are you satisfied now?"
Li Huanger ignored Mengzui's childish retort. She glanced to the southwest. Gong Yue was wearing a gorgeous evening dress, her hair was permed into charming waves, and she was amazed in the eyes of everyone.
"The eldest lady of the Gong family is here too."
Hearing Li Huang'er's voice ringing in his ears, Meng Zui felt more and more like he was riding a tiger.
If Chu Qing hadn't come, Mengzui would have made the most regretful decision in her life today, marrying a man she didn't love at all, and finding a father for her child who was not related by blood. If Chu Qing hadn't come, …
"Mr. Tang Feng, are you willing to marry the woman in front of you? From today on, no matter whether you are poor or rich, healthy or sick, you will be by her side through thick and thin. Are you willing?"
The priest's vows rang in his ears, and in the white wedding hall, Tang Feng said the words "I do" under the witness of everyone.
His smile was so sincere that Meng Zui was afraid to look directly into his eyes.
She knew who she really wanted to marry, even though he was very strong and an out-and-out grown man.
"Ms. Mengzui, are you..."
Before the priest finished speaking, he was interrupted by an unruly voice, "She doesn't want to!"
Chu Qing appeared at the wedding, and his eyes were fixed on Meng Zui. She was wearing a black suit, a tie around her neck, and a flat belly. She looked even more handsome than Chu Qing.
Tang Feng's face suddenly became very ugly. He saw the expressions of everyone on the field, which seemed to contain vague approval.
Where did this guy come from