Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

She actually came with brother Ziyang in a dress, looking like a Biren.

Ah, mad at her!

Han Yanran must have done it on purpose!
She must have deliberately brought Brother Ziyang to show off in front of her!
If she hadn't already left, why did she follow her to the wedding scene?

There are also these two people, one in a well-crafted dress and the other in a neat suit. When they stand together, they look like a pair of lovers. No matter how you look at it, they seem to be declaring to everyone.

"Daddy, why don't you let her come down quickly? With so many people watching, everyone will know that our Han family has got a fake bride. Tell me what it looks like." Han Xiaomei looked angry, He turned to look at Han Yuejun.

Why did Han Yuejun not want Han Yanran to disappear in front of everyone immediately, and it would be best for everyone to forget the fact of seeing her.

But is it possible now?
The cup that Mother Han was holding in her nervous hand fell down, and the crisp sound was covered by the music, so no one noticed.

"Why... why did Yanran come here at this time? She... hasn't she already left?"

"Shut up, they are all good daughters you taught."

Han Yuejun suffocated anger in an instant, his face darkened, and he shouted coldly.

The eldest aunt was the most embarrassed at this time. She looked at Han Yanran who had a graceful posture over there, and then glanced at An Xiuyue who was on the stage.

In my heart, I already regretted wanting to jump into the Yellow River!

Tell me, what did she suggest to find someone to pretend to be?

Now this real person suddenly ran out, and there was another impostor who was led out by their Han family just now, what is this?
Your own family slapped your own family in the face?
It's a blatant demolition!

……

In the spotlight.

Holding Ji Ziyang's arm, Han Yanran walked forward step by step, graceful and charming.

Faced with such a scene, she thought she would be nervous and apprehensive, but she was surprised to find that at this moment, she was actually so calm.

"Ji Ziyang, do you think we look like a couple walking the red carpet now?"

Han Yanran glanced sideways at the man and smiled.

A certain man tilted his head to look at her, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and there seemed to be something different in his eyes when he looked at her.

Han Yanran's heartbeat seemed to skip a beat quietly when he glanced over.

He looked at her like this, making her feel... spoiled?
Han Yanran felt calm just now, as if a stone had been dropped by a windless lake, instantly stirring up waves.

She must be thinking too much.

Doesn't she know whether Ji Ziyang likes her or not?

Thinking of this, Han Yanran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her heart, which had been teased by a certain man's smile, slowly regained its calm.

Ji Ziyang clasped Han Yanran's hand, making it easier for her to loosen the hand, and at the same time tapped her forehead with his index finger, "It's not just like!"

a second passed...

Two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

For ten seconds, Han Yanran's expression did not change.

Ji Ziyang looked at the dazed look of the woman beside him, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and turned his head to whisper in a low voice: "Why don't we just get married right away? A ready-made wedding venue, ready-made wedding banquet guests."

With a slightly teasing voice, Han Yanran's shocked blood seemed to have not recovered, and she kept the same posture looking at the man in front of her.

Did she just hear something?

Ah, why does she feel that her whole head is in a daze, like she is in a dream that is not realistic?