Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"But I will never forget the first man who picked up my clothes."

Vivien had received too little warmth. During her dark teenage years, there was no one who was truly kind to her. Everyone bullies her, everyone looks down on her, and everyone laughs at her.

She had met many people who took off her clothes, but he was the only one who would bend down to pick up the dirty clothes and put them on her fat and ugly body.

Precisely because she lacked love, she could not forget the feeling of being cared for once by chance.

Vivian's feelings towards Cheng Yanmo are very complicated.

She regards Cheng Yanmo as an object of gratitude, an idol she respects, a boss she respects, and a man she truly admires. But Vivian is very self-aware, and she knows in her heart that a man as good as Cheng Yanmo deserves a better woman.

She can like him silently, but she can't stop him from pursuing his true love, let alone interfere with the relationship between him and the CEO's wife.

Therefore, Vivian would rather be Cheng Yanmo's subordinate than Cheng Yanmo's woman. She put her talents to the extreme, helping him solve problems at work and acting as his all-around secretary.

Cheng Yanmo was speechless when he heard this.

"That's really nothing." Anyone would do what he did.

Vivien didn't explain. She tucked the broken hair hanging in front of her forehead behind her ears, smiled awkwardly at Cheng Yanmo, and said, "Boss, I'm really sorry that you discovered the truth."

Many people said that Vivian was beautiful and was Cheng Yanmo's beautiful all-round assistant. Cheng Yanmo found out that she was once just an ugly fat pig, and Vivian felt sorry.

Cheng Yanmo looked at Vivian's reborn beauty, and it was really hard to distinguish her from the fat girl before.

He shook his head, drank the last sip of wine, and stood up.

Cheng Yanmo buttoned up his suit jacket, stared at Vivian, and said seriously and solemnly: "Phoenix Nirvana, you should be proud, why do you need to apologize."

Vivien's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Assistant Fei, you look really beautiful now." This was the first time Cheng Yanmo praised Vivian for her beauty. In the past, he only praised her for her dedication and strong work ability.

Vivien was like a kindergarten child who had been praised, and her cold eyes suddenly shone with laughter.

"Are we leaving now?" Vivian also stood up and subconsciously picked up the bottle of wine Cheng Yanmo bought, intending to take it home.

Cheng Yanmo's unfinished wine outside was all taken away by Vivian. But this time, Cheng Yanmo reached out and took away the wine from Vivian's hand. He said, "From now on, don't touch wine again."

Vivien was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "good."

Vivian was half a step behind Cheng Yanmo and walked out of the Qing Bar with him. Both of them drank and had to take a taxi to leave.

The two of them stood at the door of the hotel waiting for a taxi. Cheng Yanmo said, "You will accompany me to the Han family's wedding tomorrow."

It was also part of Vivien's job to be Cheng Yanmo's female companion at the banquet. Upon hearing this, she responded as usual, "Okay."

Cheng Yanmo stared at Vivian's dark blue shirt and said, "Go directly to my house tomorrow morning, and I will have the dress delivered directly to my house."

When Vivian attends a banquet with Cheng Yanmo, she usually chooses the dress herself and Cheng Yanmo pays for it. So after hearing this, Vivien subconsciously explained: "I also have a new dress at home."

"The Han family is different. The dress must be grand." This was Cheng Yanmo's explanation.

Vivien thought it was right and stopped insisting.

Cheng Yanmo looked at the time and suddenly said: "How about this, you stay at my house tonight, and we will go directly to the Han family to attend the wedding tomorrow morning."

Vivien opened her mouth wide this time, unable to hide her surprise. "Would this be inconvenient?"

"What's the inconvenience? I don't have a hostess at home." Cheng Yanmo didn't think there was anything wrong with this arrangement.

It was even more strange that she went because there was no hostess in the Cheng family. The beautiful assistant stayed overnight at the boss's house. If someone saw this scene, would they not think too much about it?

Vivian wanted to refuse, but she heard Cheng Yanmo say: "I have an international conference to be held at home tomorrow morning, and some materials have not been sorted out. You just happen to go to my house and work overtime with me."

Vivien did not refuse and followed Cheng Yanmo to his house.

Cheng Yanmo took Vivian back to Cheng's house, but to his solitary residence. It was a small villa. There was no housekeeper in the small villa, only a housekeeping aunt who cooked and cleaned. She was a servant brought over by Cheng Yanmo from the old house.

Vivien came to his house several times, each time to pick up documents or send him home. Therefore, the aunt at home saw Vivien entering the house behind her husband and did not realize anything was wrong.

Vivien entered the room, and her aunt poured them each a cup of hot tea. As soon as the aunt handed the hot tea to Vivian, she heard the husband say: "Aunt Luo, clean up the guest room. Assistant Fei will rest here tonight."

Aunt Luo then glanced at Vivien in surprise.

Vivian stood beside Cheng Yanmo with an indifferent expression, her open and upright demeanor making it impossible for people to think randomly. Aunt Luo didn't dare to look any further, so she obediently went upstairs to clean the guest room.

Aunt Luo packed up the guest room and went downstairs. She saw Assistant Fei sitting on the sofa and working with a laptop.

Maybe he is overthinking it. Assistant Fei and Mr. Fei have a pure superior-subordinate relationship no matter how you look at it.

Cheng Yanmo had to go to the study to handle some things. Before going upstairs, he called Vivian, "Follow me."

Vivien didn't ask any more questions, and followed him upstairs and into the study with his briefcase in his arms.

The entire third floor, except for the master bedroom and the cloakroom, is Cheng Yanmo's study.

It was the first time for Vivian to enter Yanmo's study, and she couldn't help but take a closer look. The study room is divided into an office area and a library, which are separated by a glass wall. Vivian saw that the bookshelves in the library were filled with books, and was somewhat surprised by Cheng Yanmo's astonishing amount of reading.

There is only one desk in the office outside, with Cheng Yanmo's computer on it. There is a desk behind him with the Four Treasures of the Study, which is where Cheng Yanmo practiced calligraphy and painting.

Vivian was wondering why he asked her to come into the study, when she heard Cheng Yanmo say: "Assistant Fei, you can use my desk."

Vivien asked subconsciously: "What about you?"

"I practice calligraphy."

".oh."

Sitting on his chair, Vivien always felt something was strange. She sat upright, her delicate body taut and indescribably nervous.

Hearing Cheng Yanmo's movement behind him, Vivian's heartbeat became faster and faster for some reason. After more than ten minutes, she heard no more movement, so she couldn't help but look back and take a peek.

As a result, when he turned around, he found that Cheng Yanmo was looking at him intently.

Vivien's face felt inexplicably hot.

She looked at the rice paper in front of Cheng Yanmo. She thought Cheng Yanmo was practicing calligraphy, but she realized that he was painting. On the white rice paper, a picture of a beauty was sketched with a brush.

The person in the painting is wearing a shirt and trousers. Although the face has only one outline and no detailed facial features, the height, dress and charm of the person in the painting are none other than Vivien.

Vivien's heart skipped a beat.

At this time, Cheng Yanmo also found that he was distracted. He put down his pen, stared at Vivien, and asked her: "What are you thinking about?"

Vivien asked bluntly: "Boss, why did you draw me?"

Cheng Yanmo also said: "Yes, why did I draw you?" He originally planned to practice calligraphy, but when he started writing, he subconsciously drew Vivian. When he found out that he had painted Vivien, he felt a little complicated.

Vivien didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she turned around and continued to sort out the documents needed for tomorrow's morning meeting.

Cheng Yanmo continued to practice calligraphy. When Vivian finished her work and closed the computer and was about to go to the guest room to rest, Cheng Yanmo suddenly stopped Vivian. "Assistant Fei."

Vivien had just put the notebook into her briefcase when she heard this and turned around subconsciously, "Huh?"

Cheng Yanmo held the painting in his hand, and the ink on the painting had dried. He handed the painting to Vivien, who caught it with confusion and asked: "Send it to me?"

"Um."

Cheng Yanmo asked Fei Wen: "Does Assistant Fei know how to clean brushes?"

Vivien has never done this before, but she is an all-around assistant and can learn from it. "I can." Vivien took away the brush and inkstone, hurriedly checked the techniques for cleaning the brush, and quickly cleaned them.

She came back with the things and hung the brush on Beacon Hill. At this time, Cheng Yanmo walked out of the library, holding a book that looked like a biography in his hand. Seeing Vivian hanging up her pen, he suddenly said something mean: "In ancient times, it was usually maids and wives who cleaned brushes for scholars."

How to answer this?

Vivien thought to herself: Should I say that I want to be your maid for the rest of my life? Or do you mean, I want to be your wife?

No answer is correct.

When Cheng Yanmo saw Vivian's embarrassed expression, he later realized that his words could be considered sexual harassment in the workplace.

Cheng Yanmo was about to apologize when he heard Vivian ask: "Boss, who can wash your pen, the maid? Or the wife?" Vivian kicked the ball to Cheng Yanmo.

Cheng Yanmo finally felt the annoyance of shooting himself in the foot.

"Sorry, I said something inappropriate." Cheng Yanmo left the study in panic.

Vivien picked up the briefcase, picked up the calligraphy and painting and returned to the guest room. After taking a shower, she tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before falling asleep.

-

Han Zhan and Li Li are already married and are not suitable to be Arang's best man. Almost all of Arang's friends who were close to him got married, and he finally decided to let Han Junjun be the best man.

Han Junjun was very excited to be the best man. At four o'clock in the morning, he took his sister and drove to Yulong Villa together.

According to the customs here in Wangdong City, when welcoming the bride, in order to show the man's respect for the girl, the groom must bring two unmarried girls with him to welcome the bride. These two girls are mainly responsible for opening doors for the bride and groom, holding bouquets, carrying bags for the bride and other trivial tasks.

The Han family has many boys but few girls, so this task naturally falls on Han Wangwang. When Han Wangwang heard that he wanted two unmarried women, he invited Jiang Bi to join her.

She went shopping for a dress the day before yesterday just for today's wedding.

When Jiang Bi heard that she had to wear a skirt and go with Arang, the groom's official, to greet the bride, she felt conflicted in her heart. But she couldn't stand Han Wangwang's love for acting coquettishly, kissing, hugging and lifting him up, so Jiang Bi agreed with a soft heart.

Before dawn, Jiang Bi got up. He opened the closet, found a short-sleeved T-shirt and loose jeans, put them on, put his hair down casually, and went downstairs.

It was still early, and only Jiang Guchuan in the Jiang family was up. He was doing morning exercises in the fitness room on the first floor.

Hearing movement in the front room, Jiang Guchuan walked out of the fitness room and saw Jiang Bi standing in front of the kitchen refrigerator, wondering what he was doing.

"Little sister, are you up so early?" Jiang Guchuan stared at his sister's tall back and looked at his clothes today, and couldn't help asking: "Is this what you're going to wear to the wedding? It would be more appropriate to change into a skirt. "

Jiang Bi turned around, holding a cup of yogurt in his hand and drinking it. He raised his head and drank the cup of yogurt, sticking out his tongue to lick the milk foam around his mouth clean.

Jiang Guchuan saw Jiang Bi's movements and subconsciously looked away.

He is the child that Zhu Xiulan brought to marry into the Jiang family. Although he is nominally Jiang Bi's brother, they are not related by blood. Jiang Guchuan still had to avoid those who should avoid suspicion.

Jiang Bi said: "I'm getting married today, and the Han family has prepared a dress for me."

Jiang Guchuan was a little surprised when he heard this. "The Han family has appointed you to welcome the bride?"

The Han family is more powerful than the Jiang family. During the Han family's wedding, a person with a foreign surname will be assigned to greet the bride, which shows how strong Jiang Bi's relationship is with them. Jiang Guchuan didn't know that the relationship between Jiang Bi and the Han family was already so good.

"Well, Wangwang asked me to go." Jiang Bi explained briefly.

Jiang Guchuan had always known that Jiang Bi had a close relationship with Han Zhan's niece. Since Han Wangwang asked for it, it was not surprising.

"Speaking of Wangwang." Jiang Guchuan picked up the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He laughed and said, "I haven't seen her for a long time. Why haven't you brought her to play at home recently? ?”

Hearing this, Jiang Bi's gaze suddenly turned cold as she stared at Jiang Guchuan.

Jiang Guchuan noticed Jiang Bi's defense of Han Wangwang, and he found it funny, "Are you so guarded against me? Are you unhappy because my brother just mentioned Wangwang's name?"

"In your heart, my brother is so unworthy of Wangwang?"

Jiang Bi squeezed the glass in her hand tightly. To be honest, in his heart, no one is worthy of Han Wangwang except him!

Jiang Bi snorted coldly, "She doesn't like you like this."

Jiang Bi took the water cup to the sink and turned on the cold water to rinse the cup.

Jiang Guchuan was aroused by Jiang Bi's words, so he walked up behind Jiang Bi and asked unwillingly: "What does she like? Can't I change it?"

Jiang Bi shook the water in the cup. He bent down and stuffed the cup into the disinfection cabinet. Then he stood up, looked directly at Jiang Guchuan, who was about the same height as him, and said sarcastically: "You can change it, you are What is the identity of Zhu Xiulan’s son?”

Zhu Xiulan is Jiang Weimin's second wife, taking the place of Jiang Bi's biological mother and becoming the new Mrs. Jiang. As Zhu Xiulan's son, Jiang Guchuan also followed the chickens and dogs to heaven, and became the president of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical from an ordinary boy.

He and Jiang Bi had a hostile relationship.

Even though the two of them spoke quite gently when they met, it could not conceal the nature of their hostile relationship.

For this reason, Han Wangwang would never look down on him, Jiang Guchuan. There is no way she would marry the enemy of her best friend!

Seeing Jiang Guchuan's face darken, Jiang Bi moved closer to Jiang Guchuan and deliberately provoked him, saying, "Brother, you said, if my brother and I hadn't been kidnapped and separated, the position of president of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical would still be there." Do you want to sit down?"

It has been more than four years since Jiang Bi was found in the Jiang family. She has a distant and cold attitude towards everyone. Even when she meets her father Jiang Weimin, she is silent and doesn't say much.

This was the first time she stretched out her sharp claws against Jiang Guchuan.

Jiang Guchuan saw Jiang Bi's true face clearly and laughed, "I thought you really didn't hate me, but it turns out you were just pretending. In the end, you still hate my mother and me."

Jiang Bi took a step back, raised his chin slightly, and looked at him from above, with an expression of disgust on his cold face. "Hate? I don't need to hate you. I am Jiang Weimin's biological daughter. I don't need to hate an outsider."

At this point, he paused, glanced at Jiang Guchuan meaningfully, and said, "Just ignore you." Only the weak can hate someone, and the strong always despise everything. .

Jiang Guchuan's pupils shrank slightly and his hands clenched tightly into fists. "It doesn't matter that you are my father's biological daughter. Didn't the Jiang family fall into my hands in the end? In the hands of a child you call an alien."

"Are you all up?" Jiang Weimin's voice suddenly broke in, breaking the tit-for-tat situation between the 'brother and sister'.

Jiang Weimin was wearing sportswear and holding a Tai Chi sword in his hand, ready to practice sword practice in the yard. He saw the brother and sister standing in the kitchen chatting, and was quite pleased to see that they were getting along well.

"Bi'er, aren't you going to the Han family to welcome the bride? It's time to leave, otherwise it will be too late and it will be bad if you miss their business."

"Just go." Jiang Bi walked out of the kitchen, took off the car keys on the wall in the dining room, and strode away.

When Jiang Weimin saw Jiang Guchuan still standing in the kitchen without making any move, he asked him, "What's wrong with you, Gu Chuan?"

Jiang Guchuan came back to his senses, straightened out the sullen expression on his face, and smiled lightly at Jiang Weimin, "It's okay. I just wanted to persuade Bi'er to change her clothes. She thought I was verbose."

Jiang Weimin laughed, "Don't you know your sister's character? How many times have you seen her wearing skirts in the years she has been home?"

"Okay, let's go back home, take a shower, change clothes, and after dinner it's time to go to work."

"good."

After leaving Jiang's house, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on Jiang Bi's cold face.

Jiang Guchuan.

Just let him sit in that position for a while and let him learn to enjoy the high position and power.

When he got used to being admired by others and used to guiding the country, he would pull Jiang Guchuan from that position, trample him hard in the mud, and let him taste the feeling of losing everything!

When Jiang Bi drove a Maserati to the Han family, the Han family happened to be having breakfast.

Han Wangwang had already put on makeup and was still wearing her nightgown to avoid getting her dress dirty. Seeing Butler Cai and Han Wangwang walking into the restaurant, Jiang Bi's playful eyes lit up with a burning light.

"Jiang Bi!"

Han Wangwang quickly waved to Jiang Bi and said, "Jiang Bi, come here quickly, there is your favorite red date cake this morning!"

Han Wangwang took a piece of red date cake from her own plate and handed it to Jiang Bi's mouth. Being used to being fed by Han Wangwang, Jiang Bi opened her mouth and took the piece of red date cake in her mouth.

Han Wangwang asked her: "Is it delicious? Let me tell you, the cook at my little cousin's house cooks very delicious food. Come, sit down and eat with us."

Jiang Bi did not sit down hastily, but stood behind Han Wangwang and greeted the host. "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, long time no see."

Jiang Bi and Song Ci have known each other for many years, and they were neighbors upstairs and downstairs. They are already very familiar with each other. Song Ci pointed to the seat next to Han Wangwang and said to Jiang Bi: "Miss Jiang, sit down quickly. Butler Cai, ask for another pair of dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen."

"good."

Cecilio and Su Huanyan were still sleeping due to jet lag last night, but they didn't wake up now. At the dining table, there were only Song Ci's family and Han Wangwang's siblings.

Han Junjun took his breakfast plate and sat down next to Jiang Bi. He said: "Sister **, long time no see."

Jiang Bi felt a little tired when he noticed the young man's eyes shining when he looked at her. He hummed softly, took the bowl and chopsticks from the servant, put a sausage on the plate, picked up the knife and fork, and started eating breakfast with his head down.

Seeing that Sister ** was still as cold to him as ever, Han Junjun was somewhat discouraged.

Sister ** has such a good relationship with her elder sister. Sister ** should also love her house and be kind to herself. But why does she always look cold and distant?

Han Junjun ate breakfast depressedly, like an aggrieved quail.

Song Ci had long seen that there was something wrong between Jiang Bi and Han Wangwang, so he saw Han Junjun's emotionally wounded look in his eyes and silently lit a candle for Han Junjun in his heart.

"Arang." Song Ci called Arang.

Arang was sitting upright next to the restaurant eating breakfast. When he heard Song Ci calling him, he first put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and then looked at Song Ci.

"This is Jiang Bi, the daughter of Chairman Jiang Weimin of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical. She is good friends with Wangwang and is today's welcome relative." Song Ci introduced Arang and Jiang Bi.

Arang then turned his attention to Han Wangwang's good friend.

He glanced at Jiang Bi and felt a strong sense of violation. He stared at Jiang Bi's cold eyes for a while, then said to her with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work today, little friend Jiang."

Jiang Bi glanced at him and nodded slightly.

After eating, Han Wangwang took Jiang Bi to change clothes. Jiang Bi made an excuse and said that she wanted to drink a cup of coffee, "I want to drink a cup of coffee. I woke up early and I am not energetic. You go to change clothes first, and you will put on my makeup later."

Han Wangwang thought it right and went back to the guest room to change clothes.

Jiang Bi was sitting in the coffee shop, and the servant brought him a cup of bitter coffee without sugar according to his taste. Jiang Bi took a sip of the bitter coffee and sighed that it was indeed the Han family. The best coffee that is hard to find outside is only used to greet every guest here.

Jiang Bi couldn't help but take a few more sips.

"You are still like this. Coffee will always be bitter." Arang's voice suddenly sounded behind Jiang Bi.

Jiang Bi put down the cup helplessly, "How did you recognize me?"

Ah Rang sat down next to Jiang Bi. He stared at Jiang Bi's long hair that was so unsightly and said, "Why can't you think about it and grow your hair long?" No wonder he had to wear a long hair when he saw him that day. The hat turned out to be to hide the hair.

Jiang Bi was about to answer, but found that Arang had been staring at his chest. Jiang Bi knew what this man was thinking, and he said expressionlessly: "It's fake, it's held up by underwear."

Arang was relieved. "I thought you were going to Long." Jiang Bi's eyes were so fierce that Arang didn't dare to say the last word.

"How did you recognize me?" Jiang Bi asked.

We passed each other at the AK Club that day, and Arang recognized him and let it go. But today he was wearing women's clothing and had his long hair exposed. Why could he still recognize him?

"At least we will fight side by side for a period of time. A person's mouth and nose can be changed, but his eyes will never change."

"Okay." It's not that he failed to pretend, it's that Arang's eyes were too poisonous.

Jiang Bi stood up and said, "Happy wedding, I'll leave first."

"Hey!" Arang grabbed his arm.

Jiang Bi stopped, looked down at Arang, and heard Arang say: "Why are you dressing up as a girl?"

Jiang Bi glanced around to confirm that no one would come, and then whispered: "Revenge."

Ah Rang frowned and said, "Revenge? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him? Is he really going to such trouble?"

Jiang Bi's eyes suddenly turned sinister, and he said: "You can't kill people with a white knife going in and a red knife coming out. People are relieved when they die. But I want them to live in more pain than death!"

"You are indeed a pervert." Arang let go of Jiang Bi's hand.

-

When Han Wangwang heard a knock on the door, she got up and opened the door.

Seeing Jiang Bi standing outside the door, Han Wangwang quickly pulled Jiang Bi in. She stood in front of Jiang Bi and circled, saying, "How about it? Isn't this skirt pretty?"

It was a simple waisted long dress with the hem covering the knees. It was paired with a pair of white pearl high heels, giving it a ladylike look.

Han Wangwang usually dressed in street style. Seeing her dressed like a lady, Jiang Bi couldn't adapt for a while. He held his forehead and asked, "Do I want to wear this too?"

"yes!"

Han Wangwang took out Jiang Bi's dress from the cabinet, turned around and said to him, "Take it off."

Jiang Bi took the clothes from Han Wangwang's hand and said, "I'll go to the locker room to change."

"You have to carry me on your back even when changing clothes. Do you need to be so reserved?" Han Wangwang looked at Jiang Bi's leaving figure melancholy, thinking that they had hugged each other countless times. Is this the case?

In the dressing room, Jiang Bi took off his T-shirt and trousers. He stared at the thin man in the mirror and hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and putting on his skirt.

The waist of the skirt is pretty good, but...

Jiang Bi walked out of the dressing room clutching his chest and said, "I can't hold up this skirt."

Han Wangwang exclaimed: "This is an A cup."

Sorry, Jiang Bi doesn't even have an A cup.

Han Wangwang came over and pulled Jiang Bi's chest open, lowered his head and looked inside, and was frightened to tears by Jiang Bi's pitifully small breasts again.

"Jiang Bi, did the food you ate during adolescence only make you taller? Your breasts are like a man's." She is quite tall and her legs are quite long, but her breasts are pitifully small.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is definitely only the size of two peanuts.

Hearing Han Wangwang's complaints, Jiang Bi couldn't help but defend, "It's not just the one." It also grew in other places, but she couldn't show it to Han Wangwang.

Jiang Bi said: "I'll think of a way for you."

Jiang Bi took out a pair of breast pads, but Jiang Bi was too flat and the breast pads couldn't stick at all. Han Wangwang gave up and said, "That's it, no one will stare at your breasts anyway."

"That's all."

Jiang Bi was pinned down by Han Wangwang and sat on the end of the bed to apply makeup. Jiang Bi was quite familiar with the process of applying makeup. When Han Wangwang asked him to lower his eyes, he lowered his eyes, and when he asked him to close his eyes, he closed them. They were very cooperative.

After putting on makeup, Han Wangwang looked at his masterpiece, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "She looks beautiful in this way."

"By the way, there is a masquerade party tonight. Have you decided on the role you want to play?" Han Wangwang said as he packed up his things and prepared to go, "I want to play the mermaid, what about you?"

Jiang Bi said: "You will know it tonight."

"All right."

The groom and the others were about to leave downstairs, and Han Wangwang pulled Jiang Bi and ran downstairs.

Arang rode a motorcycle to meet the bride as he promised. Nan Yanyan didn't wear a wedding dress when she went out. She wore a white motorcycle suit, dark brown curly hair, and a white veil on her head. She was sitting on Arang's motorcycle, looking cool and sassy.

Arang drove Nan Yanyan to the front, while Han Wangwang and the others sat in the car of the wedding convoy. She looked at the men and women on the motorcycle at the front of the car and said with some envy: "This kind of wedding is so cool."

When Jiang Bi, who was playing with her cell phone, heard Han Wangwang's words, she suddenly turned off her cell phone, stared at her side face, and asked seriously: "What kind of wedding do you want?"

Han Wangwang said: "Me? I have no special requirements for the wedding. I just want to wear a wedding dress and DJ at my wedding." After saying that, she quietly approached Jiang Bi and poked Jiang Bi's shoulder with her index finger. The driver didn't pay attention and said quietly: "I still want to be with you."

Jiang Bi's eyes trembled slightly.