"Which point?" Huo Mian looked at Xiao Wei amusedly.
"It's just that no matter what the occasion, they will pretend... This is really amazing, none of us can compare with her... Her acting skills... Gee, when it's time to cry, the pear blossoms are like rain, and when it's time to laugh, her face is radiant... I guess she I felt like I was in the drama... This love drama was so well done that I almost believed it to be true. She and Huo Siqian really had feelings for each other... "
"Hahaha… ."
Jiang Xiaowei's insightful comment... made not only Huo Mian but also Wei Liao laugh.
"What are you laughing at? Are you? Am I wrong?" Jiang Xiaowei was confused.
"Yes, you are absolutely right, Dr. Jiang, can we stop commenting? Wouldn't it be nice to watch a wedding quietly?" Wei Liao hugged his beloved wife, feeling helpless.
The priest on the stage asked the oath very devoutly, "Handsome groom, Mr. Huo Siqian, are you willing to marry the beautiful and gentle Miss Song Yoshi, and never leave her for the rest of your life, no matter poverty, wealth, health or disease?"
Huo Siqian took a deep breath and looked at Song Yoshi with amusement on his lips.
After a while he said: I do.
His expression was clearly filled with disdain...
"My beautiful and gentle bride, Miss Song Yishi, are you willing to marry the handsome Mr. Huo Siqian as your wife? No matter whether you are rich or poor, healthy or sick, you will never leave her for the rest of your life?"
At this time, Song Yoshi actually turned around and glanced at the audience...
His eyes fell on exactly where Qin Chu was...
Huo Mian rested her head provocatively on her shoulders and smiled sweetly at Song Yoshi...
She immediately turned her head away and turned cold...
Then he said rather perfunctorily, "I do."
"Okay, then let us exchange rings as a newlywed couple."
The rest are all just showing off. It’s obvious that neither of these two people is serious about it...
Huo Mian has seen many weddings, including Liu Siying's.
No wedding is so embarrassing and makes people feel less sweet and touching at all.
During the dinner, the two newlyweds began to toast...
When Song Yishi came to Huo Mian's table, he ignored Huo Mian.
Holding the wine glass and looking at Qin Chu...
"Qin Chu, I'm getting married, are you happy for me?"
Her tone was filled with sadness...
Qin Chu picked up the wine glass, glanced at Huo Siqian, and said in an extremely formulaic manner, "Happy wedding, you two."
"Thank you." Huo Siqian smiled.
Then he walked directly to Huo Mian and teased, "My sister Huo Mian is so beautiful today."
"Compared to your bride, I am much inferior and I don't dare to be one." Huo Mian smiled.
"Girl... how much did the gift money cost?"
Huo Siqian was so straightforward that he almost made Huo Mian vomit blood.
"Are you too direct? You are already a wealthy person, and you still need this little gift?" Huo Mian was embarrassed.
"You are the sister I love the most. How can I do it if I don't spend more?"
"Okay, don't worry, I won't spend less..." Huo Mian was speechless.
Huo Siqian looked at Huo Mian with tender eyes...
Looking at Huo Mian from top to bottom, no matter what she was wearing, even if it was a young school uniform, he would find it just right.
"Congratulations, both of you." Huo Mian raised a glass of wine and looked at Huo Siqian and Song Yishi.
Song Yishi simply ignored it... turned around and walked away...
Went directly to the next table…
This shows how hostile he is towards Huo Mian...
"Sweet... you, your newlywed wife... are a bit angry..." Huo Mian smiled helplessly.
"It doesn't matter. No matter how angry you are, you will become docile in my hands."
After Huo Siqian said this, he left the table...
"I always feel that the style of these two people is weird. Not only do they seem to have no feelings, but they also look at each other as enemies. I am very worried that the wedding ceremony tonight will be miserable..." Jiang Xiaowei analyzed.
"This is not the scope of our worries..." Huo Mian smiled.
I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect...
In the evening, Huo Siqian's private villa was used as a bridal chamber and the decoration was quite luxurious.
Song Yishi was sitting on the bed wearing a red cheongsam and seemed to be in a very bad mood.
Huo Siqian pushed the door open, pulled the tie off his neck, and walked towards her.
Song Yishi stood up warily and looked at him coldly, "What do you want to do?"