"Gu Weiyi." When Tu Meiling said Gu Weiyi's name, there was still a hint of schadenfreude, because after Gu Weiyi was drunk, it was like a different person. Looking forward to seeing it.

Wen Qian stayed away from Tu Meiling in disgust: "Why don't you feel sorry for him at all?"

"Who said that?" He reeked of alcohol, who would want to approach him except her?Pulling Wen Qian's shoulders, he pushed her back to her original position: "Why are you facing outsiders so much now?"

"I didn't, I was just stating the facts."

"Aren't you a best friend?" Tu Meiling deliberately teased Wen Qian, and the two had a fuss on the bed.

About half an hour later, Wen Qian and Tu Meiling lay on the bed exhausted, and Wen Qian's wedding dress was slightly messed up.

This is what Fu Yicheng saw when he pushed the door in. He smelt of alcohol and thought he was wrong.

When Tu Meiling saw that the master had returned, she retreated decisively, leaving room for the newlyweds.

Wen Qian was busy arranging her slightly messy wedding dress, and as soon as she put down her wrist, she smelled a smell of alcohol.

"How much did you drink?"

The confusion in Fu Yicheng's eyes was worse because of Wen Qian's voice, and his feet were unsteady, which just threw Wen Qian onto the bed.

The breath of the two people's close distance can be heard, and the drunkenness rushing towards their faces made Wen Qian feel as if she was also drunk.

"You go take a shower first." Wen Qian pushed him into the bathroom with disgust, stabilized Fu Yicheng's swaying body, and put the shower on his head.

"Cissy." Fu Yicheng's groom's wedding dress was completely soaked, and he was a little sober.

"Are you awake? What are you doing drinking so much?" Aren't you afraid that your image will collapse?
In fact, Fu Yicheng only became drunk when he was in front of Wen Qian.

"Happy."

This explanation made Wen Qian speechless: "Are you tired after socializing all day?" Originally, she and Fu Yicheng were going to visit the guests table by table, but Fu Yicheng made the wedding into an ancient style, She couldn't even take off her hijab except in the bedroom, so Fu Yicheng had to face it alone.

"It's okay, Si Yue... You invited me here, right?" The people under him not only recognized the invitation, but also recognized people, so only Wen Qian gave her the possibility of the invitation.

"Well, he didn't embarrass you just now, did he?"

Fu Yicheng smiled disdainfully, it would be good if he didn't make things difficult for Si Yue, Wen Qian cared about the wrong person, right?

"Why isn't Meng Xiaoran accompanying you?" Fu Yicheng suddenly remembered that it was Tu Meiling who went out just now.

"I asked her to keep an eye on the representatives of the Sheng family, and someone needs to be on the boat for the guests to go out of the island." All the available rooms on the island have been taken up, so other guests must be properly accommodated.

Fu Yicheng grabbed Wen Qian's hand, making Wen Qian feel his coldness at the moment: "It's because Qian Qian is thoughtful, can I go out now?"

I have to say that cold water sobering up is very effective.

Wen Qian hurriedly turned up the temperature, and seeing that Fu Yicheng's whole body was drenched, she simply asked him to take a bath: "I'll get you a change of clothes."

Fu Yicheng smiled and dragged Wen Qian into the bathtub together. The red wedding dress dyed the water red, and the temperature gradually rose under the warm yellow light.

After the wedding, Fu Yicheng released Father Sheng as promised.

Even though he served delicious food and drinks these days, Father Sheng still lost weight visibly to the naked eye.

"The wedding is over?" Father Sheng looked at the opened door, and did not leave in a hurry, and chatted with Fu Yicheng.

Fu Yicheng was high-spirited, and he didn't care about Sheng's father's attitude: "Does this mean you don't want to leave?"

"Boss Fu, the wedding probably didn't go well." Father Sheng continued to talk on his own, as if he couldn't hear what Fu Yicheng said.

"You guessed it right, but there is a grand scene, it's just an extra episode."

Father Sheng's smug face collapsed in an instant, his eyes rolled back and forth, and he knew that something bad would happen to Sheng Jing.

He was obviously his son, but he stood in the enemy's camp at a critical moment, and he became less and less obedient to him.

"Come here, send President Sheng back."

Fu Yicheng didn't want to listen to it anymore, so as not to affect the good mood of the day.

But Sheng's father was secretly sent home, but the visit by the representative of the Sheng family was in vain, and Sheng's father went to find Sheng Jing.

In the tea room, as soon as Father Sheng came in, he smashed a few sets of tea sets. Although they were not Sheng Jing's favorite, he was used to them after all.

Watching them shatter in front of my eyes, it would be a lie to say that I am not sad.

No one dared to stop him.

"What is father doing?"

Father Sheng smiled: "Before you ask me what to do, let's see what good deeds you have done. I was imprisoned by Fu Yicheng. Not only did you not save me, but you even went to attend someone's wedding?"

How did he explain before he came to J City?Fu Yicheng's wedding was the best time to get rid of him.

Sheng Jing stood up, walked to a pile of broken porcelain, picked up a relatively large piece, and people could still see the patterns on it.

"Chu Yao was there at the time, do you know why he didn't do anything?"

Fu Yicheng could not think of what he could think of?

"Chu Yao?" Father Sheng didn't expect that Chu Yao would come in person, and he hadn't made a move yet. If Chu Yao didn't move, how could other forces dare to stand up?

"Yeah, didn't father always praise Chu Yao for being young and promising? He hasn't left yet, so you should be able to meet him."

Sheng Jing suddenly threw the fragment in his hand towards Father Sheng's face.

An afterimage barely touched Father Sheng's ear and inserted into the wooden board behind.

Father Sheng was so frightened that he stood stiffly on the spot, his pupils constricted.

Sheng Jing actually wanted to kill him?
"I'm sorry, father, my hand is slippery." He has to vent about his china, doesn't he?By the way, warn him not to touch his things casually.

In fact, he is the same as Chu Yao to some extent, including Fu Yicheng, but he is not as extreme as Chu Yao.

Father Sheng found that the son in front of him had changed at some point, and he almost didn't know him: "You..."

"Father, don't interfere with my affairs in the future. By the way, I remind you that the directors of Sheng's can't sit still anymore. You should go back quickly."

City J is not a place for him to stay.

Father Sheng left with palpitations, and turned to see Chu Yao.

Chu Yao was naturally very welcome, and even his wife brought out to meet the guests, and the frequent petty gestures of the two made Father Sheng's speech interrupted several times.

Unbearable, he said, "Mr. Chu, can I trouble Madam to avoid it for a while?"

Chu Yao didn't listen to Father Sheng's words very carefully. If he hadn't said this, maybe he would have kept Father Sheng longer.

"Is it a secret that Mr. Sheng is talking about? Do you still need my wife to avoid it?"

Chu Yao's voice calmed down a bit. Mrs. Chu knew that this was a sign of his anger, and felt embarrassed and wanted to leave: "I'll go to the kitchen and cut some fruit for you."

Chu Yao doesn't like having a large family, so the servants only show up at fixed times.

Chu Yao pressed down calmly: "Mr. Sheng is too old to eat sour food." If you still want to eat his wife's fruit, go ahead and dream.

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