"Dad..." Listening to his somewhat self-blaming words, Chu Xia couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Hold it!! Don't cry!!" Owen quickly pulled two pieces of tissue paper from the table and quickly connected them to her eyelashes, fearing that her tears would ruin his carefully painted makeup.
"Sister! Don't cry!!" At the same time, Yu Zhongwu quickly pulled out two pieces of tissue paper and took them toward the east of her eyes.
For a moment, the two of them, with their legs on each other, were in a very murderous posture.
Chu Xia couldn't hold it back and laughed again.
Yu Zhengwu looked at her helplessly, curled his lips and said, "Cry, cry, laugh, the old cat is hanging."
"You brat, what are you talking about!!" Chu Xia's father hit Yu Zhongwu on the head with a fried chestnut, and said viciously: "Don't say those unlucky words to him on such a happy confinement day."
"Dad..." Yu Zhengwu's eyes were so painful that tears welled up in his eyes, "There is something he has always wanted to ask me. Is he my biological child?"
"No, I paid for the phone bill." Chu Xia's father replied with an angry look.
Just when Yu was about to continue bickering with his father at noon, a burst of warm cheers suddenly erupted outside the door: "The groom is here!! The groom is here!!"
"It's coming so soon!??" Chu Xia was suddenly shocked, turned around and pulled Owen's sleeves and shouted: "He didn't have time to put on the veil!!"
"If I don't loosen my legs, I won't have time to put it on!!" Owen gave her a red look, picked up the veil placed on the bed next to him, put it on Chu Xia seriously and carefully, and then patted it with satisfaction. Leg said: "Okay, perfect bride!!"
Chu Xia shyly glanced at herself in the mirror, and could hardly think of anything else to say other than lamenting that Owen's legs were simply amazing and ingenious.
Because the second son of the Jiang Group was getting married, there were people from various news media squatting at Chu Xia's house early in the morning, eagerly waiting for the groom to pick up the bride, in order to get first-hand coverage about No.
It was also because of those people, the relatives of Chu Xia's family, that their carefully designed plan to block the door was almost in vain.
The groom's wedding car had just arrived in the east building, and the reporters had already rushed forward in a swarm. They took the lead in opening the door of Chu Xia's house, and then carrying various long guns and short cannons, they crossed Nie Hanqiu's leisurely posture and elegant demeanor to the east of the car. A burst of snaps.
Therefore, Mr. Nie walked into Chu Xia's house almost without any resistance. Coupled with the shock and the aura he exuded, no one dared to stop him and ask for a red envelope.
Therefore, when he pushed open the door of Chu Xia's room, Chu Xia felt a flash of light in front of her eyes, almost blinding her eyes.
And in the flash of lights, Nie Hanqiu, who was wearing a dark retro suit, stood in front of her with a tall figure and grace.
His cheeks are as red as jade, and there is a smile in his clear and deep eyes. There is endless tenderness hidden in the flowing light. His straight nose draws a perfect arc in the air, and his thin lips Xiangzai hooked up.
If he stood there quietly with his legs holding the bouquet handed to her, it would be like the peach blossoms in full bloom in March, with a scorching face that made people unable to take their eyes away.
Good night…
(End of chapter)