I became the white moonlight of the male god

At this time, the groom's attention fell on Zheng Zhili again, and he asked Yu Yi with a smile, "Who is this?"

Seeing this suspicious look, this expression of watching the show, Zheng Zhili swallowed secretly.

"Yes……"

Just as Yu Yi was about to speak, Zheng Zhili who was beside him immediately grabbed the words, "I'm his high school classmate."

After seeing the surprised looks of the two men, he couldn't bear to laugh a little.

Afterwards, Yu Yi fell into deep thought and did not agree.

"Oh~ high school classmate, coincidentally I am Lao Yu's college classmate."

"My name is Han Ning."

The man said in a frivolous tone, his voice was hearty and nice.After speaking, he stretched out his hand towards her.

Zheng Zhili shook hands and responded, "Zheng Zhili."

"Know what you know, what makes sense."

The two let go of their hands and looked at each other with a smile.

Know what you know, what makes sense.

Yu Yi muttered silently in his heart, and his thoughts drifted to a long time ago with his deep eyes.

That was the second time I saw Zheng Zhili. He had just been turned into the basketball team by Ling Yian. When he went to the team building with the cheerleaders, the teacher yelled at everyone to introduce themselves so that they could get to know each other better.

"Okay, I definitely don't need to introduce more, you just remember to be quiet when you see me."

After the gentle words made the audience roar with laughter, a girl with a cold face was replaced immediately. Under the meticulous and indifferent expression, there were delicate and comfortable facial features.

And he also recognized that it was the classmate who helped the grandmother find her family by the school gate that day.

"My name is Zheng Zhili."

The woman swept around the crowd and spoke calmly.

Compared with the gentleness just now, there is a difference between cloud and mud.

"Know what you know, what makes sense." The woman said another cold sentence.

Then, it was also the end, Zheng Zhili returned to his seat under many attentions.Among them, he is also included.

Zheng Zhili, it turns out that her name is Zheng Zhili, and she is a member of the cheerleading team.

This boy Ling Yi'an was once considered loyal.

"Old Yu, Old Yu, hello!"

It was Han Ning who yelled several times in succession before Yu Yi withdrew his thoughts, came to his senses, and responded with a low "um".

"What do you think?" Han Ning asked.

"No."

"Let's go, I'm going to enter the venue." Han Ning looked at the time, his expression seemed to be more nervous and anxious.

He walked out of the door to look left and right, and then he muttered irritablely, "Is Ling Yi'an able to do it? What time is it? My master is about to play and still won't come."

Seeing this, Zheng Zhili couldn't bear to ask the man next to him in a low voice, "Is he... nervous?"

Yu Yi pondered for a few seconds, then replied lightly, "It should be."

It was also this charming voice that made Zheng Zhili realize that his act of talking to Yu Yi just now seemed like a familiar person.

She shut up resentfully, no longer speaking, and a strange expression flashed across her face.

Soon, the audience was in place, ready to continue.

Han Ning, in a white suit, stood on the high platform in high spirits, accepting everyone's blessing eyes.

And Ling Yi'an finally arrived, and appeared out of breath, sitting beside Yu Yi, before he could get his breath back, he shouted excitedly to the stage, "Old Ning, your father is here."

This roar is terrible.

The eyes of the surrounding tables all drifted towards him.

Han Ning on the stage snorted coldly, picked up the microphone, and laughed calmly, "Fool, my father is opposite you."

As soon as these words were finished, Zheng Zhili saw Ling Yian turn his face away dully, facing Father Han who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his expression froze instantly.

Seeing this melodrama-like scene, Zheng Zhili couldn't help but laugh.

Ling Yi'an and Wen Rou are probably the same person in the previous life, that's why they are so similar.

"Uncle, I was wrong." Ling Yi'an immediately stood up and saluted, admitting his mistake obediently.

Seeing Han Ning on the stage, he gloated.

"It's okay." Father Han nodded solemnly, motioning for Ling Yian to sit down.

At this time, the cheerful voice of the host sounded, and the wedding officially began.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is a beautiful day with bright spring and clear skies. We will also be here to witness the sacred conclusion of a new couple. I am today's host, please allow me to represent the bride and groom and their families, welcome Everyone is coming!"

"Okay, I see that the groom's officer next to me has a long neck, so I won't talk nonsense, let's welcome our beautiful bride to the stage after the applause!"

The high-spirited sentence fell, and a familiar symphony sounded on the scene.

On the long runway surrounded by pink roses and balloons, a bride wearing a solemn French wedding dress slowly entered the stage holding the hand of a middle-aged man.

Although the head was covered with a white veil, the joy on the woman's face and even her whole body could not be concealed at all, and anyone could see it.

This is probably what it looks like to be married to love.

"Lao Ning is the same as you. He is a deadhead. He likes the old ones and dislikes the new ones." Looking at the new couple on the stage, Ling Yian couldn't help expressing emotion.

Yu Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, "So what?"

Some people, just look at ten thousand years, but will read for a lifetime.

"It's okay, you guys are amazing, you are stubborn, I can't compare." Ling Yi'an clasped his fists, seemingly convinced, but actually full of disdain.

I like the old ones, not the new ones.

It was probably because Yu Yi resolutely chose the old man after getting along with her newcomer.

Zheng Zhili couldn't bear to read silently, and the corner of his mouth provoked a touch of bitterness.

"Next, let's ask the bride and groom to give a speech."

Then, the host's words brought Zheng Zhili's attention back to the stage.

"Wang Qingyu, I said a long time ago that you are the only woman I, Han Ning, want to marry in this life."

The man lowered his eyes, his usual casual look faded away, his eyes were full of tenderness, he fixedly looked at the woman, and said word by word.

His voice gradually became hoarse.The people present were also moved by this domineering, sincere and firm words.

The bride smiled brightly, her eyes gleamed with bright teardrops, and she couldn't help but turn red.

After a while, she nodded suddenly, and said with some difficulty, "Han Ning, then I congratulate you, you did it."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with satisfaction overflowing on their faces.Then, they naturally kissed each other.

The crowd cheered.

The host next to me saw it, and couldn't bear to joke, "It seems that our bride and groom are in a hurry. I haven't cue process yet, so I can't wait to kiss."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." The audience laughed out loud.

"Then, the next step is to ask the groom to kiss the bride, and the ring will be discussed later."

After the words fell, Han Ning deepened the kiss.

After a long time, the kiss is over.Han Ning and Wang Qingyu also exchanged rings amid the cheers.

The banquet began, and the scene was very lively.Zheng Zhili's table couldn't be quiet with Ling Yi'an around.

"Old Ning, come here!"

Seeing Han Ning who was about to toast, Ling Yi'an immediately shouted domineeringly, probably because of his strong relationship, he acted like this.

Han Ning led the bride who had changed into a dress, and walked over, "Oh Mo Lingshao, please don't bb first, if you're late, hurry up and make me three drinks first."

"Just do it, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Amidst the noise, the bride seemed to be familiar with such a scene.

On the contrary, she paid more attention to the quiet woman sitting beside Yu Yi.