"Mother Qin, your heart is not very good and your blood pressure is high...don't get excited." Song Yishi immediately put down the tissue in her hand and came to comfort Mrs. Qin.
"Shishi, is what you said true? You kid, I treat you well. This is a big deal for our family, so you can't lie to me." Mrs. Qin looked at Song Yoshi seriously and asked with an ugly face.
"Mother Qin, the video cannot be fake. It records what really happened. And... many people went to the Wei family wedding. I was not the only one who saw it. The media also recorded it. You can check it yourself. "Song Yishi's gentle explanation
This immediately made Mrs. Qin feel very irritable...
"Okay, I understand this. Shishi, your car broke down. I'll ask our driver to take you back first."
"No, Mother Qin, my dad sent someone to pick me up. I'm mainly waiting for you here and want to tell you these things. After all... I don't want you to be kept in the dark by some scheming woman like a fool."
"I understand, I will handle it, thank you for telling me."
Mrs. Qin replied with a bad expression.
Song Yishi saw the opportunity and put his hand on Mrs. Qin's shoulder: "Mother Qin, please take care of yourself and don't get angry with those who are not worth being angry with. If you need any help, just remember to call me. It's your business." It’s my business.”
"I understand." Mrs. Qin nodded.
Then Mrs. Qin left the coffee shop exhausted.
After getting into the black Bentley and leaving, Song Yishi picked up her phone.
"You guys go to the club and wait for me. I'll treat you to a drink tonight." Song Yoshi seemed to be in a good mood.
On the other side, the lights in Wei Liao's villa were bright.
After the wedding, the worst part of the evening came.
Making trouble in the bridal chamber—
Many rich second-generation sons knew that Dr. Jiang was too cruel and dared not play too far, so they finally pushed Su Yu and Tang Chuan out.
Tang Chuan got an apple from somewhere and tied it with a rope.
Let the bride and groom take a bite
Later the apples were replaced by kumquats and then red dates.
Angry Jiang Xiaowei scolded: "You can just change it to melon seeds and sesame seeds."
"Eh? What a good idea." Tang Chuan chuckled.
"Okay, uncle...are you playing with me like this now? Don't you plan to get married? Don't blame me for giving you back double the money then." Wei Liao cursed angrily.
"It's okay. When I get married, you won't be able to make trouble with the bridal chamber. You're already married. You're an uncle and not a young man anymore, haha." Tang Chuan said proudly.
"Then I can ask Mr. Su to avenge me." Wei Liao looked at Su Yu.
"Our Master Su might get married before me, and he will be an uncle by then, perfect..." Tang Chuan teased.
The atmosphere was very good throughout the night, but Su Yu was not in a high mood.
Compared with before, I am a little out of shape.
"What's wrong? Mr. Su?" Tang Chuan asked while others were playing tricks on the bride and groom.
"It's okay..." Su Yu replied absently.
"Ha, you're not still lost in today's awesome four-hand bomb, are you? Do you miss Huo Mian?"
"Go, go, go..." Su Yu was unwilling to admit what he was thinking.
"It's not easy. I'll help you choose a girl who looks similar to Huo Mian. Then I'll go to Korea to get a girl. She's guaranteed to be ten times more beautiful than Huo Mian. Then you can just fall on her and have fun."
Mr. Su let out a long sigh and uttered the most literary sentence in his life of more than 20 years ago.
He said: Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan.
"What the hell, what do you mean? What's the matter? Women with lots of water are really comfortable..." Tang Chuan continued with his dirty humor.
Su Yu glanced at him with contempt.
"Go, go, get away. Don't tell me you know me when you go out."
Su Yu felt that he was blind enough, but Tang Chuan was even more rude than him.
Wei Liao took a moment to come over and secretly touched Su Yu's shoulder and asked, "I heard that you went on four blind dates in the last five days. How was it? Did you get any results?"
ps: Babies, today’s eighth update and nine thousand words have been completed. It might be late at night, so I'm sorry to keep you all waiting. Regarding Song Bitch, I prefer to torture her slowly, otherwise it won't be enough, hahaha.