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(Wedding shoes, pictured).

“This is Mr. Lu, a good friend of our Rong family.”

Rong Guoan introduced several members of the Song family to Lu Li.

“Mr. Lu, hello, contemptible Song Yaoliang, it is an honor for you to participate in our Ziwen’s wedding.”

As soon as he heard Rong Guoan’s introduction, Song Yaoliang immediately raised the importance of Lu Li to a very high position in his heart, and he quickly stretched out his hand to Lu Li and said enthusiastically.

“Mr. Song, hello.”

Lu Li gently shook Song Yaoliang’s hand and said.

“Mr. Lu, hello…”

The groom Song Ziwen followed closely and also stretched out his hand and greeted.

Lu Li’s gaze looked at the top rich second in the country in front of him… No, it’s the rich fifth generation!

He is slender, handsome, elegant-looking, and generous in his speech and behavior.

It’s not like the image of the rich second generation who has no one in the eyes described in the novel….

From this Song Ziwen’s body, you can vaguely see some of his ancestor, the demeanor of the diplomat during the Republic of China.

“Hello.”

Lu Li, Ying Dao.

……

After a few short pleasantries, Song Yaoliang and Song Ziwen invited Lu Li and others to step on the red carpet.

Riku walked in the front.

The red carpet leading to the front of the Russian classicist building is about 30 meters long, which can be said to be a real eye-catcher, and the red carpet is crowded with journalists from all over the world.

Yang Zhen’er wore a black elegant evening dress and tightly wrapped her arms around Lu Li.

She looked at the red carpet not far away, and only felt that on the carpet, it seemed that there was a huge chasing light shrouded in it.

She is just an ordinary good-looking girl, and she has never seen anything in the world, at this moment, if it were not for Lu Li pulling beside her, she might have collapsed on the ground on the spot.

Although Lu Li has not experienced such an occasion, his mental realm is completely different, on the one hand, he has enough confidence in the ability to ‘time’ that he can look directly at anyone; on the other hand, Lu Li has read a lot of books these days, and his gaze and vision have gradually surpassed the trivialities of ordinary mortals.

This battle in front of him could not make Lu Li feel nervous, nor could it make Lu Li feel vain and satisfied…

It’s very plain, very ordinary, but it’s just a journey that is no different from the ordinary.

That’s it.

Lu Li took Yang Zhen’er onto the red carpet, his steps were unhurried, unhurried…

On both sides, some reporters pressed the shutter button from time to time, and the shutter sound continued to ring in the ears.

“Let them, delete all the pictures I have about me.”

Lu Li tilted his head slightly and said to Rong Guoan beside him.

“In a moment, I instructed people to check their cameras and memory cards one by one and ask them to delete all the photos about you.”

In response to Lu Li, it was Song Yaoliang, who had been paying attention to them, and Song Yaoliang said first.

“Hmm.”

Riku nodded.

He glanced at the data above Song Yaoliang’s head, and then withdrew his gaze.

‘Name: Song Yaoliang’

‘Age: 45’

‘Remaining life: 33 years, 9 months, 18 days, 23 hours, 15 minutes and 37 seconds’

……

Walk the red carpet and enter the auditorium.

Sina and the bride naturally had things to do, so they retreated and left first.

Song Yaoliang took Rong Guoan and the others to the front position, and after a few more pleasantries, he left.

Today, there are many heavyweights who come to the wedding banquet, and people with enough status in the Song family are needed to receive them, and Song Yaoliang plays such a role.

At eight o’clock in the evening, the wedding began.

Hosted by famous hosts He Ruo and Xie Fei….

This was followed by a ballet performance from the Royal Ballet of England.

Immediately after, the bride and groom take their places, the bride enters….

The bride wears a white wedding dress, which was made by the Dior dressing workshop and the Parisian embroidery workshop.

Dior Design Director Smith presided over the design, and made a three-dimensional gauze skirt on a wooden model modeled after the curves of Miss Li’s body.

This wedding dress uses 35 meters of organza and a total of 7 layers of tulle petticoats to form a bud shape, which was made by the craftsmen of Dior Haute Couture in nearly 1,000 hours.

The crown worn on the bride’s head is the jewel of the Chaumet Museum and consists of a white gold base set with diamonds and irregular natural pearls….

THE BRIDE’S WEDDING SHOES ARE JIMMY-CHOO’S CINDERELLA HEELS, WITH 7,000 SPARKLING SWAROVSKI CRYSTALS ON THE UPPER; The toe cap is embellished with 46 giant crystal stones, and there is a stunningly dazzling luxury….

The dress of the bride of the Song family is no longer something that money can buy at all.

It also needs the family to have enough heritage and history….

This wedding is a luxury that ordinary girls can’t imagine!

Because its level of luxury has exceeded the level of vision that ordinary girls can fantasize.

Beside Lu Li, stars had appeared in Yang Zhen’er’s eyes.

Afterwards, the groom takes the bride to the stage, ruffles the bride’s veil, the host speaks, the witnesses give speeches, the bride and groom confess and take oaths, exchange rings…

A set of processes keeps coming down.

Near the end, the host said that the old lady of the Song family wanted to attend the blessing.

The audience was silent.

Old Lady Song, wearing a Zhongshan suit, sat in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed into the venue.

The old lady came to the front of the venue, and the bride and groom stood obediently beside him.

The host bent down and put the microphone in front of the old man’s mouth.

Song Shixiong looked at his great-grandson, his voice hoarse, and he was alert

“Do not do what is good for a long time, and do not go to the place where everyone fights.”

“My grandson Ziwen, remember.”

With that, the old man reached out and pushed the microphone away.

Old man Song’s son, that is, Song Ziwen’s grandfather, Song Yaoru, pushed Song Shixiong to slowly leave the scene.

Lu Li looked at the back of the old man leaving, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He said to the left and right, then got up and paced in the direction where the old man left.

Rong Guoan’s expression showed some fear, and he looked at Lu Li’s back thoughtfully…

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