Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

Chapter 510 573: The big guys gather together!

Everyone in Zhao Zijun was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Song Hua would be such a big boss.

The taro ball milk tea is already shocking.

Unexpectedly, she is still S!

Zhao Zijun swallowed his throat. Next, he was stunned not to hear a single word of what Captain Yilong said.

In fact, the captain's voice was also trembling. At the end of the sentence, he said carefully: "Big brother, how about I transfer the captain's logo to you."

With a big boss like Song Hua around, it still felt inappropriate for him to occupy the position of captain.

Song Hua smiled lightly, "I have no experience."

Captain: "." You don't need experience, as long as you have the ability.

With a big shot like Song Hua here, we could easily reach the top three in the competition.

It's like, children are having a little fight at home, but one parent carries an atomic bomb.

After the competition ends.

Zhang Dazhu excitedly chatted with Song Hua, "Master! Master, you are so powerful!"

He was so excited!

Song Hua was very calm, "Zhuzi, there may be a lot of similar things in the future, you have to learn to be calm."

Zhang Dazhu's eyes widened, "Master, do you have any other vests?"

It turns out that my master is a hidden boss!

It’s so exciting!

"Yes." Song Hua didn't hide it.

"Like which ones?" Zhang Dazhu asked.

Song Hua started counting with her fingers, "Well, there seems to be only that many, Tinglan Russell, Su Wen, Gu Ling, right? I don't remember them either!"

Zhang Dazhu thought that the master's vests were all from the hacker world.

did not expect.

There are people from all walks of life.

Ying Ying Ying!

What kind of magical master is this?

"Master, you are simply my idol!" Zhang Dazhu continued.

"What? Wasn't I your idol before?" Song Hua raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Of course!" Zhang Dazhu said again: "It's just that now you are my idol!"

Song Hua chuckled lightly, and then Zheng Mei's voice came from the door. She continued: "No more chatting, I have something else to do. By the way, I also sent a wedding invitation to your friend. You can come together then.

."

"Okay master, thank you master! Long live master!"

Song Hua hung up the phone and walked to the door, "Mom."

Zheng Mei continued: "Your Aunt Xia has given birth. Let's go to the hospital to see her now."

Hearing this, Song Hua was a little surprised, "So fast?"

Mrs. Xia is only more than nine months pregnant now.

Zheng Mei lowered her voice and said, "I heard that it was a fetal movement. There are various noises about the specific reason now. Fortunately, the child has landed safely and is a boy. Please change your clothes and I will wait for you downstairs."

What Zheng Mei said was very cryptic.

It is impossible for Mrs. Xia to have fetal gas for no reason.

If we want to say who the person in the entire Xia family least wants to see the child born, it is of course Xia Erlan.

But whether it was her or not, the Xia family did not say clearly.

"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly.

Zheng Mei walked downstairs, and Song Hua turned around and went back to the room to change clothes.

the other side.

After Zhang Dazhu hung up the phone, he walked over to Zhao Zijun, looking at Zhao Zijun with a smirk on his face.

Zhao Zijun felt cold all over and touched his arm, "Brother Zhu, don't look at me like that, I'm scared."

"It's okay to be afraid," Zhang Dazhu said with a smirk, "Brother Zijun, do you still remember our bet?"

Zhang Dazhu's words about Brother Zijun made Zhao Zijun's skin crawl.

At the same time, he was very guilty.

What should we do now?

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have told Zhang Dazhu about his cheating.

Zhang Dazhu continued: "Brother Zijun, weren't you very arrogant three hours ago?"

Zhao Zijun looked at Zhang Dazhu, "Brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Please don't talk to me in this tone, okay?"

He was really a little panicked.

Zhang Dazhu was not going to let him go just like that, and continued: "Brother Zijun, when do you plan to live broadcast eating Shouyou?"

Zhao Zijun: "."

Is it too late to regret now?

"Brother Zijun, why don't you speak? My brother! If you don't speak, people will feel bad for you! Brother!" Zhang Dazhu was like a snake spirit, making Zhao Zijun break out in cold sweat.

Zhao Zijun looked at Zhang Dazhu, "Can you stop talking like that?"

"No," Zhang Dazhu just looked at Zhao Zijun, "Brother Zijun, this bitch has to do something wrong today!"

Zhao Zijun: "Except for eating shit, I will agree to anything you ask for!"

Zhang Dazhu smiled with a smile on his face, "No way! Brother Zijun, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. Whoever made bold statements and said something in the first place and whoever reneges on it is just a little flower dog! Who is that little flower dog now?

?”

"Me, me, me! I'm a little flower dog!" Zhao Zijun said helplessly.

Zhang Dazhu was very satisfied with Zhao Zijun's answer.

Zhao Zijun continued: "Brother Zhu, you will be my biological brother from now on. That's the bet."

"Well, for the sake of our years of brotherhood, let's just wash my stinky socks. You can wash my stinky socks for me, and then you have to contract my stinky socks for the next year. What do you think?"

"One year!?" Zhao Zijun stood up from the stool, "You are too bullying!"

Too much!

Zhang Dazhu has athlete's foot, and his socks stink worse than the stones in the latrine.

Zhao Zijun never thought that he would have such a day.

I hugged my poor self in distress.

Zhang Dazhu smiled faintly, "Then go live and eat shit, and maybe you will become famous on the Internet! Kill two birds with one stone."

Zhao Zijun instantly gave up, "Okay! I'll wash it!"

Zhang Dazhu looked at him and nodded with satisfaction, "Young man, you have a bright future! Let's start from now! It just so happens that I haven't washed my socks for two weeks."

"Two weeks?" Zhao Zijun's eyes widened.

Smelly socks that have accumulated for two weeks are not the same as a septic tank, right?

What a taste!

Just thinking about it makes me feel like I can't breathe.

Zhao Zijun felt that he should prepare a gas mask.

the other side.

Song Hua put on a light-colored cheongsam and a woolen coat and came downstairs.

Zheng Mei had already prepared gifts. Seeing Song Hua coming down, she smiled and said, "Yanyan, let's go quickly."

Two assistants behind him were carrying gifts prepared by Zheng Mei.

A basket of eggs with flowers.

There are also a pair of small gold bracelets, a set of cotton padded clothes for the baby, and a red envelope.

Song Hua nodded slightly, walked to Zheng Mei, took her arm, "Mom, let's go."

Zheng Mei smiled and said: "Yanyan, wait a moment."

Song Hua paused.

Zheng Meicong stretched out her hand to arrange Song Hua's hairstyle, and then said with satisfaction: "My daughter is simply the most beautiful in the world."

Hearing this, Song Hua chuckled lightly.

Is every mother like this?

I feel that my daughter is as beautiful as a fairy!

Song Hua said proudly: "My mother is also the most beautiful mother in the world."

Zheng Mei also laughed.

The two mother and daughter walked outside the door together and got in the car.

Mrs. Xia is still in the hospital.

The VIP inpatient department is on the fifth floor.

When Zheng Mei arrived with Song Hua, Mr. Xia had just sent his younger brother away.

Seeing Zheng Mei coming with Song Hua, Mr. Xia immediately came over and said, "Mrs. Song, Miss Song is here."

"Hello, Uncle Xia." Song Hua called politely.

Mr. Xia smiled and said, "Please come in quickly."

Zheng Mei asked with a smile: "Are the child and the mother okay?"

When he mentioned his wife and children, Mr. Xia's face was filled with smiles. He felt several years younger and radiant, "Okay, everything is fine!"

Mr. Xia is really happy that a middle-aged man can still hold a fat son.

Zheng Mei took Song Hua to the ward.

Mrs. Xia was lying on the hospital bed. She was very happy to see Zheng Mei, "Ame."

"Shuangshuang." Zheng Mei walked over with a smile.

Shuangshuang is Mrs. Xia's nickname.

No one has called her that for years.

At this time, Mrs. Xia couldn't help but blush when she heard the familiar nickname again.

Song Hua also followed and called, "Aunt Xia."

Mrs. Xia nodded, "Yanyan."

Zheng Mei waved to Song Hua, "Yanyan, come here and see your little brother."

Song Hua walked over with a smile.

The infant child was sleeping with his eyes closed, and no one could be seen between his brows and eyes, but Zheng Mei felt that the child looked like Mr. Xia.

"Look, do our babies look like daddy? They are so similar!"

Zheng Mei looked at Song Hua again, "Yanyan, come here and see if my brother looks like your Uncle Xia?"

Song Hua smiled and said: "Like, he is almost carved from the same mold as Uncle Xia."

Hearing this, Mrs. Xia smiled and said, "I thought I was the only one who thought these two men looked alike! I didn't expect you to think they looked alike too!"

Zheng Mei held Mrs. Xia's hand, "In order to give birth to this little guy, Shuangshuang, you suffered a lot, right?"

Mrs. Xia shook her head, "No, this is the happiest time for me."

No matter how hard she worked for the arrival of this new life, she still felt it was sweet.

Zheng Mei looked around the ward with a smile on her face, and then said: "Where is your Erlan?"

Why isn't Xia Erlan around at this time?

Are the rumors true?

When Xia Erlan was mentioned, the look in Mrs. Xia's eyes dimmed a bit.

Because of this daughter.

It almost cost her two lives.

After a moment, Mrs. Xia sighed softly, "If it weren't for her, how could I have given birth prematurely?"

Zheng Mei was also stunned, "So, those rumors outside are all true?"

Mrs. Xia had a helpless smile on her face, "There's no smoke without fire."

If it's not true, why are there so many rumors?

At this point, Mrs. Xia paused, and then continued: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. This child Erlan is completely hopeless. I asked her father to send her back to her hometown. Let her calm down for a while.

, her father and I don’t want to see her for the time being.”

Mrs. Xia also thought about calling the police.

But if you think about it carefully, Xia Erlan is his biological daughter no matter what.

She couldn't bear it.

Zheng Mei sighed and patted Mrs. Xia's hand, "It's over now, don't think about it too much. You still have a baby now! By the way, what's the baby's name?"

Regarding the name, Mrs. Xia told Zheng Mei last time, but it took so long that Zheng Mei had forgotten it.

Mrs. Xia continued: "My name is Xia Zhien."

Speaking of which, she added: "Originally, we were going to call her Xia Zhien, but our elders said that Zhien looked a bit like a girl's name, so we changed the name "Zhi" to "Zhi". I hope this child will be a good name in the future.

An ambitious person."

As the old saying goes, the poor cannot last more than three generations, and the rich cannot last more than three generations.

In fact, family background is not important, the most important thing is for the children to strive for their own success.

Zheng Mei said with a smile: "Zhi En is a good boy who can do great things. Just wait and enjoy his happiness!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Xia also smiled very happily.

As a mother, who doesn’t want her children to have a good future?

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Xia seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "By the way, Amai, I heard that your Yanyan is preparing for a wedding recently. Is this true?"

Regarding this matter, Mrs. Xia also heard hearsay. After all, the Song family had not spoken out, so she was not sure.

Zheng Mei nodded slightly, "It's true, the wedding is scheduled for the 16th of this month."

Mrs. Xia was very surprised, "No. 16?"

And it’s still this month!

"yes."

Mrs. Xia continued: "If you calculate it this way, it will only be a few days!"

The smile on Zheng Mei's face did not diminish, "Well, it only takes five or six days to complete the task."

Thinking that in six days, Yu Tingzhi would come to pick up his beloved, Zheng Mei felt very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Xia took Zheng Mei's hand and said, "Ame, if I were you, I would never bear to marry off such a good daughter!"

Moreover, the other party is a trash with a bad reputation.

I don’t know what Zheng Mei is thinking.

If she were Zheng Mei, she would never agree to this marriage.

Although Zheng Mei felt very reluctant to part with her, she still did not show any discomfort on her face. She smiled and said: "When the child grows up, he will always get married and have children. I can't tie her to my side for the rest of my life. As a mother,

I only hope that Yanyan will be happy in the future."

Mrs. Xia sighed inwardly.

Zheng Mei hopes Song Hua can be happy.

But can you be happy if you marry a good-for-nothing and don't belong to the right family?

Although she thought so in her heart, Mrs. Xia didn't say much.

After all, it’s a family matter in someone else’s house.

It would be bad if she interfered too much.

Besides, Zheng Mei is not a stupid person, and Song Hua is her biological daughter, so she should be able to think of it.

They stayed in the hospital until the afternoon before the mother and daughter prepared to go back.

Song Hua looked at Zheng Mei and suggested: "Mom, it's already so late anyway, why don't we go to the food court for a stroll? Have something to eat on the way?"

"Okay." Zheng Mei nodded.

In the past, Zheng Mei didn't like eating those messy things outside, but under Song Hua's influence, not only did she not dislike it, she actually liked the taste.

Mother and daughter walked hand in hand through the food street, like two sisters.

In the days that followed, apart from waiting for her marriage, Song Hua accompanied Zheng Mei everywhere.

As for the decoration of the home, Song Xiuwei, an old father, was responsible for everything. He hired a famous wedding planning team and personally supervised the work.

Time goes very quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it’s January 13th.

Three days before the wedding.

It is strange to say that it has been rainy and rainy in the capital for the past few days, but starting from the 13th, it has been clear and clear.

These days.

Invisible to everyone, countless bigwigs poured into the capital.

There are also significantly more private jets and helicopters overhead.

This phenomenon has caused a lot of discussion in major forums.

[Have you noticed that there have been a lot more helicopters in Jiangcheng and Beijing recently?]

[Not just helicopters! There are a lot more private planes! I usually see three or four planes during my lunch break, but since the day before yesterday, I have seen more than a dozen every day!]

[Haven’t you noticed that there are a lot more law enforcement officers on the streets these days?]

[Don’t you all go online? It is said that Mr. Xianting is going to hold a wedding on the 16th of this month, so everyone who comes must be Mr. Xianting’s friends! 】

[Friends of big guys are also big guys! So it’s normal to have more planes!]

【.】

The Yu family's old house is still very quiet.

Yang Zixuan looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Third brother, your wedding is coming soon. Why don't any of your awesome friends come?"

Hearing this, Fang Minghui frowned slightly and interrupted Yang Zixuan directly, "The time has not come yet! Why are you so anxious!"

Yang Zixuan didn’t know what was going on?

Some people’s lies can no longer be covered up!

"Mom, are you too happy and confused? Today is the 13th, and there are only three days until the wedding date. The third child's friends live far away, so they must come here in advance!"

Zheng Yuerong nodded in agreement, "Sister-in-law is right, third brother, you are the host, so you have to make arrangements in advance."

Yu Tingzhi raised his head slightly and looked at Yang Zixuan and Zheng Yuerong, "I can handle my own affairs myself, so I won't bother my elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law to worry about them."

After saying this, Yu Tingzhi turned to look at Fang Minghui, his thin lips parted slightly, "Mom, I have something else to do and I have to go out."

As the wedding was approaching, Fang Minghui knew that Yu Tingzhi had a lot to do, so she immediately nodded, "Well, go out quickly! If you are too busy, remember to tell your parents."

"OK."

Yu Tingzhi stood up and walked out the door.

Looking at Yu Tingzhi's back, Yang Zixuan and Zheng Yuerong snorted in explanation.

What to pretend!

No matter how well you pretend, it's just trash.

It's the 16th soon, let's see how this waste ends up then.

Thinking of this, Yang Zixuan and Zheng Yuerong snorted in explanation.

Yu Tingzhi came to My Love City. The place was basically decorated. Dikara walked to Yu Tingzhi, respectfully handed him a piece of red paper, and then said, "Sir, this is the wedding process. Please take a look."

Hearing this, Yu Tingzhi reached out and took it.

In the eyes of outsiders, Dikara is an unattainable and internationally renowned Boeing host. To Yu Tingzhi, he is just a wedding host and one of the planners.

After a moment, Dikara then asked: "Sir, is there anything else that needs to be changed?"

Yu Tingzhi closed the paper and said, "No more."

Dikara continued: "The normal process before the wedding is that you and the bride and the bride's family have two rehearsals in advance. Do you think, when will the rehearsal be arranged?"

After all, everyone is getting married for the first time.

It is inevitable that something will go wrong.

Yu Tingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, his deep phoenix eyes were dark, and his tone was extremely light, "There is no need for a rehearsal for my wedding with her."

she.

who is she?

Decara was very curious.

Under normal circumstances, there will definitely be many photos of the bride displayed at the wedding venue.

But because the two of them had a Chinese wedding.

Therefore, there were no photos of the bride at the wedding.

"Sir." The assistant walked in from outside the door.

"explain."

The assistant continued: "Mr. Alder and Mr. Martin have arrived in Jiangcheng."

Having said this, the assistant paused and added: "Prince Kenny has also arrived. Also, Mr. and Mrs. Haston, the leader of country R, ​​and the prime minister of the desert country have also arrived."

Yu Tingzhi looked unmoved, "I will visit them one by one later."

Normally, even if these people came, they might not be able to see Yu Tingzhi's face.

But this time it's different.

This time they came to attend his wedding with Song Hua.

"Okay sir."

On January 15th, Yu Tingzhi led people to give the Yu family's old house a new look.

Although his and Song Hua's new house is not in the old house, they need to come here to worship their ancestors the day after their wedding.

Seeing Yu Tingzhi leading the command in a decent manner, Yang Zixuan and Zheng Yuerong laughed openly and secretly again.

Yu Baozhu also couldn't understand Yu Tingzhi's behavior and frowned slightly.

He doesn’t really think of himself as Mr. Xianting!

It’s so crazy!

Yu Baozhu walked quietly to Yu Zhibang and lowered his voice: "Second brother, do you think we should go tomorrow?"

Yu Zhibang was stunned, "Where are you going?"

Yu Baozhu continued: "Go to Tingzhi's wedding!"

Yu Zhibang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his toes, "Go! In any case, Tingzhi is also the most beloved son of the eldest brother and sister-in-law. If we don't even go, they will definitely be disappointed."

Although Yu Zhibang loves money and covets his father's inheritance, in the final analysis, his nature is not bad.

Being greedy for money does not mean being heartless.

As far as he knows.

The two sons of the eldest brother and sister-in-law have already thrown away the invitations, and nearly half of the many relatives and friends do not intend to attend the Yu family's wedding.

The Yu family originally had more than a hundred tables of relatives and friends.

But this time not even ten people could come to the wedding.

Hearing this, Yu Baozhu frowned without trace, "If there is really a wedding, then we will definitely participate! But now, whether there is really a wedding is still up for debate."

"Whether it is or not, we are going to attend," said Yu Zhibang, looking at Yu Baojuan, "You didn't throw away the invitation too, did you?"

"That's not true!" No matter how wicked Yu Baojuan is, she can't be so heartless.

No matter what, Yu Tingzhi is his nephew.

Hearing this, Yu Zhibang breathed a sigh of relief, "Then don't talk nonsense and come with me tomorrow."

Yu Baojuan nodded, "I understand."

After saying this, Yu Baojuan seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "But I heard that neither Tingye nor Tingyuan is going."

They are Yu Tingzhi's biological brothers!

Yu Zhibang frowned and said: "Those are two white-eyed wolves! They can even do things like severing ties, what else can't they do? They are really unworthy descendants!"

Hearing this, Yu Baojuan also sighed.

Yu Zhibang walked up to Yu Tingzhi and said, "Tingzhi, don't worry, your second uncle and aunt will definitely attend your wedding! In addition, if you have any difficulties, just talk to us directly, don't be polite!"

After all, we are all a family, broken bones and connected tendons.

Yu Tingzhi has gone from the pinnacle of his life to being in this state now, and his uncle can't bear to see it.

Yu Tingzhi looked at Yu Zhibang, an unexpected look flashed in his eyes, "Thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome," Yu Zhibang patted Yu Tingzhi on the shoulder, "We are all a family after all."

Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly.

Beijing.

Relatives who are closer to the Song family have also arrived.

Song Xiuwei and Chu Liangyu rushed back to the capital with their son and daughter-in-law.

Song Xiuwei and Zhao Ping also returned to the capital with their sons.

In addition, Mrs. Song's sister Shangguan Suihan also rushed to the Song family the day before the wedding.

The old man is in his 90s this year, has two children, and a great-grandson who is seven years old. He is also a blessed old man in Song Hua's wedding.

Shangguan Suihan sat in front of Song Hua's bed, holding Song Hua's hand tightly, and said with red eyes: "Good boy, if your grandma can see you getting married in a red wedding dress, she will be very happy."

Song Hua could see her grandma's shadow through Shangguan Suihan. Her eyes were also very red. She hugged Shangguan Suihan and said, "Auntie, I miss grandma."

Want it so so much.

Shangguan Suihan patted Song Hua on the back and said, "Good boy, don't cry. Don't cry. Tomorrow is your big day, so don't ruin your makeup by crying."

Chu Liangyu and Zhao Ping are downstairs.

Chu Liangyu lowered his voice and said: "Why hasn't the makeup artist arrived yet? Logically speaking, the makeup artist should be brought by the groom's relatives a day in advance. Doesn't this Xiaoyu want our Song family to arrange a makeup artist?

Bar?"

Zhao Ping frowned slightly, "It shouldn't be possible, right? I don't think Xiaoyu is such an unreliable child!"

It is a blessing for the Yu family to have a daughter-in-law like Song Hua.

You shouldn't be so unreliable when it comes to how you behave.

Chu Liangyu looked outside the door, "Maybe it's on the way!"

After saying that, Chu Liangyu said with some curiosity: "I don't know what level of makeup artist Xiaoyu hired for Huahua!"

According to the strength of the Yu family, it should be no problem to hire an average person, but it should be impossible to hire someone with a higher reputation.

Marriage is a major event in life.

But the Yu family couldn't even hire a famous makeup artist.

I really feel wronged to Song Hua!

At the end, Chu Liangyu sighed: "To this day, I still think it's a pity for Huahua to marry Xiaoyu! Huahua is a well-known company in the world. It's okay for Xiaoyu to have nothing. His reputation is not good.

, what you said about this child Huahua is true! There are so many outstanding boys in the world to choose from, but she is lucky enough to choose one that no one likes!"

As an aunt, Chu Liangyu also considered the issue from Song Hua's perspective.

She hoped that Song Hua could marry the best boy in the world instead of spending her life casually.

Zhao Ping didn't say anything. In fact, she also felt that Song Hua had married lowly, but fortunately, Yu Tingzhi had a good character and was very handsome.

After a moment, Zhao Ping continued: "Second sister-in-law, in fact, fame and fortune are secondary, Huahua's happiness is the most important."

Hearing this, Chu Liangyu laughed out loud, "I can't guarantee anything else. If Yanyan marries Xiaoyu, I can be happy. I can guarantee it with all my heart."

Although Yu Tingzhi has no other merits, he definitely listens to Song Hua's words. When Song Hua says one thing, he doesn't dare to say another thing. When Song Hua asks her to go east, she doesn't dare to go west.

Zheng Meilian walked in from outside. She is Zheng Mei's cousin. This time she came here more or less as if she were watching a show.

Who in the family doesn't envy Zheng Mei for marrying a good husband and giving birth to four outstanding children, all of whom are among the best.

Zheng Mei is good at everything.

It's just that I have a bad taste in choosing a son-in-law.

Men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man.

If she marries a loser like Yu Tingzhi, Song Hua will never be able to make a comeback in her life.

Although Zheng Meilian is not as lucky as Zheng Mei, her skills in choosing a son-in-law are 10,000 times better than Zheng Mei's. Her son-in-law is a high-ranking foreign official.

Thinking of this, Zheng Meilian felt happy. She walked to Zheng Mei and said with a smile: "Sister, will tomorrow's wedding be held here? Or in Jiangcheng?"

Zheng Mei replied: "We will hold a luncheon here and a dinner party in Jiangcheng."

Zheng Meilian frowned slightly, "Can we make it in time?"

"It should be possible," Zheng Mei said with a smile: "These things are all discussed between Xiaoyu, Bochen, Boyuan, Boyang and the others. Xiaoyu will arrange a special plane to take all our relatives here to Jiangcheng! Come here.

It’s time to hold a dinner party.”

special plane?

Where did the Yu family get their private jet?

Don't just give each guest a ticket, right?

Zheng Meilian said with a smile: "It's not easy for the Yu family. They have to buy a ticket for each of us. If we had known this, we would have bought the tickets in advance. Why should the Yu family spend this money? They

It’s not easy to go home.”

The Yu family can still be considered a wealthy family in Jiangcheng, but it can't even be considered a small family in the capital.

The real aristocrats in Beijing circles never take these people seriously.

Zheng Mei looked at Zheng Meilian and continued: "Tingzhi has his own plane, and there is more than one. There is no need to buy a plane ticket."

Zheng Mei has confirmed with Song Hua that Yu Tingzhi is Mr. Xianting.

Hearing Zheng Mei's words, Zheng Meilian wanted to laugh out loud, but she still suppressed her laughter.

Always give the eldest cousin some face.

Does Yu Tingzhi, whose reputation in Jiangcheng is so bad, have a private jet?

And there’s more than one?

How can this be?

It's simply whimsical.

At this moment, Song Bochen hurriedly walked out.

Chu Liangyu saw this and said curiously: "Bo Chen, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Song Bochen said: "The makeup artist invited by Ting Zhi has arrived, I will go to greet him."

As a mother-in-law, you must always have these etiquette.

The makeup artist not only welcomes the guests, but also sets off firecrackers to welcome them.

The makeup artist has arrived?

Hearing this, Zheng Meilian was very curious. She looked at Zheng Mei and said, "Sister, who did you hire as the makeup artist? Annie or Shuer?"

Anne and Schur are both famous makeup artists.

The kind that usually apply makeup to international supermodels. Therefore, many wealthy people in Beijing will spend a lot of money to hire these people to do their makeup when they get married. Unfortunately, these people cannot be invited if they are rich.

I don’t know what kind of makeup artist the Yu family can hire.

Not to mention top-notch makeup artists.

I'm afraid they can't even hire a third-rate makeup artist.

I can only hire a low-level, unknown makeup artist.

Zheng Mei shook her head, "The makeup artist was also arranged by Tingzhi, and I didn't know either."

Zheng Meilian squinted her eyes. It looked like she was really a low-level makeup artist. Look at how guilty her eldest cousin was.

At this moment, the sound of crackling firecrackers came from outside the door.

Then there were footsteps and voices.

Song Boxen walked in front, followed by three people dragging makeup boxes.

Three ages do not wait for a woman.

One looks to be around forty years old, and the other two are around twenty-seven or eighty-years-old.

Song Bochen brought the person to Zheng Mei and introduced: "Mom, this is the makeup artist responsible for doing makeup on my little sister."

When she saw the makeup artist's appearance, Zheng Meilian was immediately stunned.

Chu Liangyu and Zhao Ping in the hall were also stunned.

this?

Isn't this the internationally famous makeup artist Li Meihe?

Even Shuer and Annie, whom Zheng Meilian just mentioned, are her apprentices.

Think so.

The two of them felt more and more like Li Mei and the two young people behind them looked very much like Shuer and Annie!

Is this a hallucination?

Yu Tingzhi actually invited Li Meihe here?

This is incredible!

You know, the last time Li Meihe put makeup on a bride was when the prince of King Y got married.

"Hello, Mrs. Song, I am Li Meihe, the makeup artist hired by Mr. Yu. I am honored to be Miss Song's makeup artist." Li Meihe stretched out her hand to shake hands with Zheng Mei, and then said: "Let me introduce to you, this is me

My two apprentices, Shuer and Annie, are also my temporary assistants these days."

Good morning everyone!

Please vote for me~

Yinyin's fever has gone away today, and if she passes the top ten in the vote, will it be better if Yinyin is added?

So, shall we meet later or tomorrow morning?

mua!(*╯3╰)

(End of chapter)