Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

There are many people talking outside the bedroom, and Ye Qing asked Zhang Wei: "A lot of people outside?"

"Well, there are more than a dozen people, three of whom are sent by Mr., and the others are wedding companies, makeup artists and photographers. It seems that there is still a plan."

Ye nodded.

After washing, Zhang Wei helped her to bring the breakfast into the room. She picked up the chopsticks and had not had time to eat. The phone ringing.

Answering, the low voice of Jingboyuan passed, and the gentle tone conveyed a deep concern. "Remember to have breakfast."

The voice over there is a bit noisy, and it must be a lot of people.

Ye said with a smile: "I am going to eat, you have to eat breakfast."

Jingboyuan gently "hmm".

In plain words, it is a concern for each other.

Hanging up the phone, Ye plunged a few mouthfuls and put down the chopsticks, maybe it was a little nervous, she had no appetite.

Zhang Wei met and advised: "The wife eats too little, and then eats."

Ye was reluctant to eat a few steamed dumplings and drank a small bowl of white fungus lotus seeds.

After dinner, she was replaced by embroidered clothes with the help of Zhang Wei and Chi Yu.

Wo clothing style is loose, but unexpectedly more and more appearing to the heart of the body, the festive color reflects her porcelain white cheeks with two touches of blush, the appearance of water and delicate.

Zhang opened the bedroom door and let the makeup artist and stylist outside come in.

Ye Qingxin roughly glanced at the outside. The makeup artist and stylist were the ones I had seen before, Dou Weier and Song Jiu, and the rest were raw faces.

There is no shadow of the country.

"Zhang Wei, what about a small country?"

Zhang Huan returned: "He hasn't woken up yet, let him sleep for a while, and he doesn't need anything to do with him anyway."

Ye did not say anything more.

The makeup artist pressed the last makeup in the villa, and carefully and generously helped the leaves.

Through the mirror, Ye Yinxin saw Song mother standing in the door frame, watching her secretly wipe her tears, her heart moved, said: "Song Song, standing not tired, come and sit down and rest." Said, She pointed to the bed next to it.

Song mother wiped her tears, walked over and sat down, her eyes were red, and she looked at Ye’s heart and said with some emotion: "A blink of an eye, you have to marry, and if you are still there, you must be happy."

When I mentioned Zhou Qiaoqiao, Ye’s eyes were dim, and she smiled at the mouth of her mouth.

Dou Weier, Song Jiu and the other three bridesmaids put on the bridesmaid dress in the late room, the short gemstone dress, the styles of the five people are different, the tube top, the shoulder, the high collar, Sling, one shoulder.

Dou Weier is a tube top, wearing a leaf-shaped eye sapphire necklace in his neck, which is accidentally matched, adding a different flavor to the low-key dress.

The makeup artist assistant gave the five bridesmaids a light makeup.

The leaves are so beautiful that they are beautifully dressed. After the makeup artist and the stylist carefully paint and dress up, they are matched with the clothes on the body, giving people a feeling of beauty, which seems to be from ancient times, classical and noble, dignified atmosphere.

Dou Weier looked at Ye’s bride’s dress and opened her mouth for a long time. She smiled and said, “I want to get married when I see you.”

Ye smiled and said: "Then you hurry."

Dou Weier grinned and took out a big red envelope from the bag. He handed it to Ye and smiled and said: "There is no tightness, how can I catch it."

Ye did not answer: "Is not to say that when the bridesmaid does not have to give a red envelope?"

Dou Weier put a red envelope in her hand and said: "I don't have such a trick, don't be embarrassed, hold!"

As I said, the people who came in outside were all colleagues in the pr studio. They came in for twenty or thirty people. Ye’s heart was a bit strange. I didn’t expect them to come.

Si Mingjing took the lead and saw the accident on Ye’s face. He smiled and said: “Is it unexpected that we will come? Is it a surprise and a surprise? Are you very touched?”

Ye smiled: "It is really unexpected."

Zhang Hanhan said: "We are coming to mix red envelopes. You should not be too touched. After a while, your local husband will come to pick up the relatives. We will help you block the door. By the way, you can mix red envelopes."

Ye smiled and teased, jokingly said: "Then you must hold on, block for a while, don't forget the business with a red envelope."

Zhang Hanhan patted his chest and packed the ticket. "It won't be, we are not the kind of people who see and forget colleagues."

Han Huo fire stood at the door, leaning against the door frame and quietly looking at the leaves.

Ye Yinxin noticed her gaze and turned to smile slowly.

Han fired a sigh of relief, and suddenly he uttered a word in his mind, nowhere.

Smile, smile, nowhere.

For a moment, Han fired back to God, and walked two steps toward the leaves. He looked down at the cheeks with leaves and eyes, and said, "Congratulations."

Ye smiled and looked back at her: "Thank you."

After a moment of silence, Han Huohuo said: "If I said that day, don't go to my heart."

She pointed to the day in Tangge, she said that she secretly loved Jingboyuan.

Ye said with enthusiasm: "What did the fire fire sister tell me? I don't remember."

Han fire stared at her for a moment, and suddenly laughed. "Heart, you are a smart person." After a pause, she said: "You are very good with him. I sincerely wish you all, thank you, let me have the opportunity to participate. His wedding."

"What whispers do you say? Let me listen." nn's voice was inserted, and the woman in her forties was still in the air, intellectually and gracefully.

Han Huohu turned and smiled at nn and said, "You said it is a whisper, how can you tell us? We are invincible beautiful Queen?"

Nn laughed, "Just your skin."

As she said, she took out a big red envelope from her bag and handed it to Ye’s heart. “This is a bit of a sense of the staff of our studio, giving you a pocket.”

The customs of the capital here, the girl is married, the relatives of the woman’s side will give some money to the woman, commonly known as the pressure pocket.

Nn waited for the leaves to open their hearts, and said: "This can not be deducted, this is the rules, if you give it, you have to accept it."

The leaves fell in love for a second, and they reached out and accepted them. "Thank you."

This love, she wrote down.

At this time, Song mother also came over and stuffed a red envelope to the heart.

The custom of giving the bride a pocket of money, there is also there in the city.

The leaves are immersed in the red envelope of the Song mother, and the position of the heart is very warm.

Zhang Wei and Chi Yu also gave the red envelope.

At 9:40, there was news that the men’s team had already set off.

The leaves are sitting on the edge of the bed, biting the lower lip and laughing, and there is a feeling of not being able to come up in the heart to ferment and spread.

There are four cameras in different positions in the bedroom.

The photographers are all men. Everyone has a cigarette on their ears. They want to be smokers, but no one smokes from the time they enter the room.

Ye was fascinated by the fact that one of the people put the cigarette into his mouth several times, playing with a lighter in his hand, and he wanted to smoke, but he was afraid to smoke what he was afraid of.

There are many people in the room, although the air is a little dirty, but it is better than the smoke room.

Dou Weier is laughing and talking with Song Jiu, suddenly frowning, his face a pain.

Song Jiu asked with concern: "What happened to you?"

Dou Weier licked her stomach and said: "The stomach hurts! It won't work, I will go to the toilet."

The bathroom in the bedroom was transparent, and she went to the late room.

"She won't be bad, right?" Song looked at Dou Wei's back in a hurry and worried: "I won't delay her?"

Compared with Song Jiu’s worry, Ye Zheng’s heart is calm, “When she comes back and ask her what she is.” Turning his head and saying to him later: “You are looking for someone to buy some medicine for Wei’s stomach. ”

Late, I should have heard: "Okay."

At this time, there was a scream from outside: "How come you, Mrs. Yan?"

Then came the old lady with a smile, "How can I not come?"

Zhang Wei busy said: "I don't mean that, I just feel surprised."

Mrs. Yan said as she walked to the wedding room and waited to see the leaves sitting on the edge of the bed. Her look was clearly stunned, and the turbid eyes slid over a touch of incredible, and immediately burst into tears.

“Yang Grandma.” Ye Qingxin got up to help the elderly and cared: “What happened to you?”

Mrs. Yan’s hands clasped her hands in the leaves, and her tears rolled down her wrinkled cheeks.

Ye Yin heart can even feel her hand shivering slightly.

"Are you okay?" Ye Qingxin saw her like this, and her heart didn't come to a distressed heart. Ye Qingxin could vaguely guess what Mrs. Yan was so excited about, maybe it was the appearance of her makeup, reminding her of someone who was no longer there. The relatives who have been remembered by her for more than ten years.

Sure enough, Mrs. Yan’s lips glared at her, staring at the eyes of the leaves, shouting: “瞳瞳”

The voice is full of thoughts and sorrows, so that you can't help but be moved.

The feelings in the heart of Ye’s heart became clearer and clearer. She raised her hand and wiped the tears of Mrs. Yan’s cheek and whispered, “Yang Grandma is my heart, not awkward.”

Mrs. Yan’s wife snorted and bowed her eyes. Some of them said with apologetic: “Sorry, the appearance of wearing a suit is very similar to that of a donkey.” She said that she would carefully look at the leaves and make her tone clear. Said: "It's really like, just saw you for a moment, I thought I went back to the day I married more than 20 years ago."

"Come back and sit, before the bridegroom comes to pick up the relatives, the bride should not walk around, hurry, go back and sit." Mrs. Yan Laye fell to the bed and sat down, followed by Song Yuting behind her with a big red envelope.

"This is Grandma's pocket for you, holding it."

Ye looked at the thick red envelope and thought of the dowry sent by Mrs. Yan’s wife yesterday.

"Be obedient, hold." Mrs. Yan said that she could not put the red envelope into the heart of Ye.

The leaves succumb to the silence, accepting the red envelope, and the old lady of the face reveals a bright smile. "Thank you, Grandma."

Said, she handed the red envelope to Zhang Wei.

Today, Zhang Huan is the main agent of the woman. Some details are arranged by her. The valuables such as red envelopes and rings are also kept by her. Ye Yixin is not a snack.

Mrs. Yan’s wife was shaken by her smile and lost her life.

It’s really too embarrassing.

Looking at Ye’s 20-year-old appearance, Mrs. Yan’s wife couldn’t help but think of the thoughts of the little granddaughter’s heart.

That year, the torrential rain came fiercely, the rivers were surging, and two of the twenty adults were not spared. A three-year-old girl has the chance to survive?

Mrs. Yan sat for a while and got up and prepared to go back.

Dou Weier sat on the toilet for a long time, waiting for her to get up, the body has a feeling of being hollowed out, about the mutton string that was eaten at the temple fair last night, and the stomach lasted a few times last night.

Holding the wall out, she went to the wedding room with a pale face. When she arrived at the door, she married the door and opened it. Two people came out from the inside.