First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

A private room in a tea house with a quaint temperament, the door and wall of fragrant wood reveal the taste of ancient wood, and the simple celadon decoration shows the simplicity and elegance of the room.

Two men were sitting on a low wooden stool beside a boxy wooden table, they were really Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian.

Seeing Wen Yifan's skillful technique of making tea, Zhang Haoqian lowered his head and played with the nails in his hands, and looked at the decorations around the room with a look of reluctance.

"Since when did Ou Jinchuan fall in love with this guy? It's not his style. He should invite us to a luxury hotel."

"Over the years, Jin Chuan has often come here to drink tea, he said he can meditate."

Wen Yifan was speechless to this friend for a while, but he didn't stop making tea, and said with a little sigh.

"Meditation?" Zhang Haoqian put away his cynicism.

Is meditation necessary because the heart is filled with hatred and disappointment?

"I should have come back from America sooner."

"You should come back early, no one will drink with you where you stay."

Reaching out to push open the sliding wooden door, Ou Jinchuan appeared in the sight of the two in a casual outfit. The white sweater looked better on him than the model, and the gray trousers wrapped his slender and straight legs. He has a face that makes men envious, extremely handsome, a mature masculine aura that Ou Jinchuan can only have.

Different from the usual sternness, today's Ou Jinchuan is full of sunshine.

"Ou Jinchuan, do you still want to live? You are so handsome without a suit." Zhang Haoqian pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. The longer this boy grows, the more handsome he is, and I am being compared.

And Wen Yifan had long since accepted the strangeness, and handed the two of them the freshly brewed tea, "Just get used to it."

Zhang Haoqian glared at Wen Yifan, "Why don't you be so worthless and impress others."

"Otherwise, it's okay if you go back to the furnace and remake it." Wen Yifan looked at Zhang Haoqian dissatisfied, and the latter was speechless for a while.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't show up when you're chasing girls." He patted Zhang Haoqian on the shoulder with an affirmative expression.

Zhang Haoqian was speechless for a long time looking at the thick-skinned man, and angrily picked up the tea and put it in his mouth.
"Ah, ah, why is it so hot, Wen Yifan, you want to murder." Zhang Haoqian kept fanning his hands to relieve the burning temperature in his mouth.

The remaining two looked at him with deserving expressions on their faces.

"By the way, you said last time that you want to make up a wedding for me?"

Good upbringing allows Ou Jinchuan to be able to draw even the movements of drinking tea, and every movement is elegant and handsome.

Zhang Haoqian silently turned his face away, instead of looking at him and beating himself up, "There is such a thing, why?"

Rubbing his red lips, Zhang Haoqian said casually.

Wait, wedding.

Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian looked at Ou Jinchuan at the same time, "You want to hold a wedding for Song Qianyan?"

"Well, I owe her a long time for this wedding," remembering how he swore to Qianyan when he was a child that he would marry her when he grew up, Song Qianyan smiled happily, and Ou Jinchuan's eyes were full of smiles.

Just made her wait 20 years.

"No problem, it's on me, Zhang Haoqian."

"Enen, it's time to give Qianyan a decent wedding. She has been waiting for you for so many years."

Both brothers are very happy.

"But I hope you can keep it secret, and I hope to give her a surprise."

"no problem."

"no problem."

All afternoon, the three of them chatted endlessly about the details of the wedding.

But the heroine of the wedding is living at home, and she broke up with Ou Jinchuan a few days ago, making Song Qianyan unhappy every day.This guy seems to have disappeared without a trace.

Obviously he said it quietly, but seeing the other party's execution so thoroughly, his heart is still full of depression.

Throwing the magazine in his hand on the corner of the sofa, Song Qianyan turned over and went to sleep, but couldn't fall asleep, his mind was always thinking about what he heard that day, thinking that he was always not trusted by Ou Jinchuan, and felt sad for a while.

Although I don't want to see him again, but after all, I have loved him for more than 20 years, how can I let him go easily.

But thinking that both of them are married and still can't be fully trusted, Song Qianyan feels restless.

When it comes to getting married, it's just a matter of spending a few dollars to get a certificate, and how many people know that she is Ou Jinchuan's wife.

I have fantasized about marrying Ou Jinchuan since I was a child, and I don't know how many times I have thought about such a scene.

Wearing a pure white flat-shoulder wedding dress, under the witness of the priest, he solemnly swore an oath with brother Jin.

Countless times in my dreams, I dreamed of hearing Ou Jinchuan smiling and telling himself affectionately that he loves me.

Woke up to find it was just a dream.

I have also fantasized about the sweet married life of the two, and I get up early to make him a nutritious breakfast. Sometimes after waking up, he will hug himself who is cooking from behind, kiss his cheek, and say "wife, Good morning."

Sometimes the two of them would sleep late, waiting for the sun to shine on their faces through the window, and the room was filled with gold.

But these are imaginations after all.

In fact, the two have spent very little time in peace since their marriage.

Sighing, he buried his face deeply in the sofa.

.....
The preparations for the wedding were in full swing. From the hotel to the posts, Ou Jinchuan personally participated in everything and was very busy.

But when he was busy, he would often go downstairs to Song Qianyan to see the lights in her room.

At the same time, the secret Ou Shi's suppression has never stopped, and he must seize the decisive power as soon as possible, and stand upright at the wedding.

In the afternoon, Ou Jinchuan asked Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian to see the dresses.

In one afternoon, Ou Jinchuan picked out hundreds of wedding dresses, seeing that Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian both had big heads, but the hard-working secretary refused to listen to the competition.

"This one doesn't work, it doesn't match my family's fair skin.

"This one doesn't work either. My Qianyan's delicate collarbone must be exposed."

"This one doesn't work either, my family..."

Wen Yifan couldn't take it anymore, so he could only look out the window for a while, but saw a tall and beautiful woman, it was Kaanna, but she was walking with a gangster leader.

Wen Yifan, who still wanted to watch the meeting, was interrupted by Zhang Haoqian's complaints.

"Jinchuan, why don't I bring Qianyan over to pick it, let's compare it."

Zhang Haoqian's eyes were glazed, and he was almost foaming at the mouth.

"Not to mention," Ou Jinchuan stared at Zhang Haoqian, what a bad idea.

With a groan, Zhang Haoqian could only resign himself to his fate and accompany him to continue picking, who made him talk so cheaply about holding a wedding.

In the end, after switching to several top bridal dress shops, I was not satisfied. These bridal dress shops are all owned by internationally renowned designers, and the products are very good.

At this time, Zhang Haoqian and Wen Yifan were already lying on the ground.

Zhang Haoqian's intestines are full of regret.

No one expected that Ou Jinchuan would be such a mother-in-law in his wedding with Song Qianyan.

As a last resort, Ou Jinchuan personally went to France to find the well-known wedding dress designer Lino Laier to design a dress.

All this was going on quietly, and no one in the Song family knew about it.

Finally, on August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival was reunited, and the wedding of Ou Jinchuan and Song Qianyan was held at the largest hotel under the Xingchen Group - Prospect Hotel.

Foreground, shallow words, sincerely.

early in the morning,
Song Qianyan was taken to a bridal shop by Wen Yifan, saying that he asked Qianyan for help if he had something to do.

In front of the makeup mirror in the bridal shop, Song Qianyan was still asleep.

"In a nutshell, I have a girl I like."

"Brother Yifan, is it true? When did it happen? Do I know that girl?" Song Qianyan's sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

How can there be any girl, I am obviously a golden single dog, Ou Jinchuan, you pay me back my reputation!

"You don't know each other. We've been dating for a month, and we found out that we love each other very much." Wen Yifan continued writing desperately.

"A month, really?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Yifan, a lot of things have happened recently, I didn't even know you had a girlfriend."

"It's okay, it's only been over a month, it's normal." Wen Yifan felt aggrieved in his heart, but his face was full of smiles, where is his girlfriend!Where is the girlfriend!No hair!

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Wen Yifan took out a wedding dress from the sofa. On the flat-shouldered wedding dress, there were countless small yellow dots dotted with them, which were barely visible, but were extremely bright under the lights.

Reaching out to take the wedding dress, Song Qianyan felt puzzled about the excellent texture of the wedding dress in her hand.

"Brother Yifan, what are you?"

"Qianyan, to tell you the truth, I want to marry her, and I want you to help me try on the wedding dress to see if it suits me."

"Why don't you ask her to try it on? What suits me may not necessarily suit her."

Song Qianyan was a little confused about the situation.

Wen Yifan was speechless for a while, um, of course I know, but you are the heroine, big sister, I don't understand why Ou Jinchuan entrusted such a difficult task to himself, shouldn't he let Zhang Haoqian who can speak well.

"I want to give her a surprise." Wen Yifan tried his best to smile in order to look very believable.

"Oh, good." Song Qianyan looked at the wedding dress in her hand and replied silently.

I'm really envious of that girl, who made Yifan go all out to prepare for the wedding after only knowing each other for a month, but I've been in love for more than 20 years, and I haven't even worn a wedding dress even after getting married.

Just make your own dream come true.

Picking up the wedding dress, Song Qianyan approached the fitting room.

At this time, there were two men sitting in the VIP room at the wedding scene, and the room was filled with low air pressure, making it hard to breathe.

The two men were Ou Jinchuan and Song Jianguo, and they both stared at each other with unkind faces.

"Ou Jinchuan, why did you bring me here?" Song Jianguo looked at the man standing by the window, secretly vigilant, after all, he was involved in the matter of course.

"You don't have to be so nervous, Dad."

Ou Jinchuan leaned against the window, staring at the guests who came in one after another, with a smile reaching his eyes, he turned to look at Song Jianguo.

Song Jianguo was amazed, Ou Jinchuan hadn't smiled at himself like this since the car accident six years ago.

"Song Jianguo, I decided to let you go." Ou Jinchuan's face was calm. All along, he felt that he hated Song Jianguo very much, but it turned out he was not, because he was Qianyan's father.

"What are you talking about?" Song Jianguo was surprised. Did he know the truth six years ago?
"Six years ago, I will no longer pursue what you did,"

"Understood." He said lightly, without hatred or intimacy in his tone.

"What kind of tricks are you playing? I don't believe it." Song Jianguo stood up and was about to leave. He didn't believe that Ou Jinchuan would let him go if he knew the truth.

"Because of Qianyan, you should be thankful that you have a daughter like Qianyan. What you owe me, you can use Qianyan's love for the rest of your life to repay."

Song Jianguo looked shocked. He never thought that one day Ou Jinchuan would let him go because of shallow words. It seems that he really loves shallow words.

Gradually, he turned around and looked seriously at the tall man in front of him. Such strong shoulders should be able to rely on Qianyan, and he can't protect Qianyan for a lifetime, not to mention that one day maybe only he can protect Qianyan.

Of course, he hoped that day never came.

After a while, Song Jianguo's voice sounded between the two.

"I hope you can love Qianyan well. He has always had you in his heart, and this has never changed in the past 20 years. If...you want to settle the score, let it be on me." Song Jianguo admitted it, as long as Qianyan can Happiness, he doesn't care about anything.

"Of course, Qianyan is my wife, and I will always love her." He replied confidently. When hearing Qianyan's father say that Qianyan never stopped loving him in the past 20 years, Ou Jinchuan felt very happy.