The president relies on me to continue his marriage

When the lights are on, the North City is very lively tonight.

The fact that the third master of the Ji family is going to hold a wedding has already spread throughout the city.

Although Xia Yanxi has long been Mrs. Ji San recognized by Ji Beimu, but planning such a grand wedding for a girl from an ordinary family background is unavoidably jaw-dropping.

At this time, Xia Yanxi's mood was not as happy as everyone imagined.

In the dressing room backstage at the wedding venue, Fu Yan turned back and forth behind her, "What's going on? That impostor lost contact at this time, maybe it was deliberately to embarrass you?"

Xia Yanxi rubbed her chin in thought, "It's not impossible."

"Then what should we do now? Will the wedding continue? If the groom doesn't show up the whole time, aren't you taking the biggest joke?" Fu Yan looked at him worriedly.

There was no trace of embarrassment or panic on the girl's face, and she was still thinking seriously, "The most important thing now is not whether he will show up, but what is his purpose for doing this? Will we and the guests invited tonight be affected? What danger?"

"That's right, it seems that if he doesn't show up, it's not the worst situation." Fu Yan's face was solemn, "According to this, tonight's wedding shouldn't continue, I'll find an excuse to invite everyone away now .”

He was about to go out when Xia Yanxi's cell phone rang.

"Wait, it's him calling."

After her words fell, Fu Yan stopped.

Xia Yanxi pressed the answer button without hesitation, and the person over there was silent for a long time before speaking: "Wait for me."

After he finished these two short words, he hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone of "beep beep" coming from the mobile phone, Xia Yanxi frowned slightly.

"That counterfeit called? What did he say?" Fu Yan walked back to her side.

Xia Yanxi stared at the mobile phone tightly clutched in her palm, with a confused look on her face, "It was indeed Ji Beimu's mobile phone number that called just now."

"It really is that counterfeit." Fu Yan snorted coldly.

Ji Beimu has been missing for nearly a month. In his opinion, the person who can call in with Ji Beimu's mobile phone number must be the fake.

"That voice..." Xia Yanxi pressed her temples, her thoughts were inexplicably confused, "Did you forget that the voice of that fake is very similar to Beimu's."

Fu Yan was startled, seeing her complex expression, understood what she meant, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the person who called you just now?"

"He just told me to wait for him, and then hung up." Xia Yanxi took advantage of the opportunity to call again with her mobile phone, and the other party's number was indeed turned off.

"He asked you to wait for him?" Fu Yan sat down and pondered, "So he means that he will come to this wedding later?"

Xia Yanxi clenched her lips, her brows furrowed deeper, "I have a bold idea, the person who called just now seems to be the real Beimu."

"What?!" Fu Yan looked at her incredulously, "But didn't you say that the voice of the fake is very similar to that of the real Brother Mu."

"The voice can be imitated, but it is very difficult to change the tone of a person's speaking habits." Xia Yanxi held the phone tightly, and there was a faint expectation in her heart.

Seeing her like this, Fu Yan hesitated to speak for several times, but finally couldn't help but said: "But if he is the real Brother Mu, why should we wait?"

They are in a difficult situation now, and Ji Beimu is not ignorant of it.

From their point of view, Ji Beimu didn't seem like he would do something that would make them anxious.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room, and Zhao Bin's voice came, "Miss Xia, the guests have arrived one after another, and the wedding will officially start soon."

"I see." Xia Yanxi and Fu Yan looked at each other, the worry on their faces could not be concealed.

Looking at herself in the mirror wearing a luxurious wedding dress, she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

Whether it's that fake or the real Ji Beimu, as long as none of them show up tonight, then she will definitely become the biggest joke in Beicheng tonight!

Xia Yanxi took a deep breath and walked towards the door.

"Are you really planning to go out?" Fu Yan asked worriedly, "Aren't you afraid that you will really lose face later?"

"If you come, you will be safe." The girl paused slightly, her back straightened, "The news of the wedding has been spread, and the guests have already arrived. It is also a joke to drive them away at this time. It is better to go." One step at a time."

Maybe, things will really turn around.

Fu Yan thought for a while, then sighed deeply, "You are right, I will accompany you out."

As soon as he walked out of the dressing room, he heard the noise of the venue.

Ji Beimu is well-known in Beicheng, and many people who are not eligible to be invited to participate are crowding around the venue tonight, wanting to have a glimpse.

"Hey! The bride has come out!" A strange voice came from the front.

Xia Yanxi stopped, looked up and saw Ye Zhitong walking towards them with a few bodyguards.

"How did you get in?!" Zhao Bin glared at the security guards with a gloomy face, "Didn't you tell you to guard the entrances and exits? Why did you even let this person in?"

"You're just a dog following Ji Beimu, what right do you have to yell in front of me?" Ye Zhitong saw Zhao Bin's contempt for her, and responded unceremoniously.

"You!" Her words were extremely insulting, Zhao Bin's face was livid with anger no matter how good-tempered he was.

Ye Zhitong rolled her eyes, was too lazy to communicate with him, looked at Xia Yanxi and interrupted: "I heard that the groom hasn't shown up tonight, I don't know how it will feel for you to stand on the stage alone to hold this wedding later ?”

"It seems that you got wind of it really quickly." Xia Yanxi also knew that this woman had been watching her movements, and was not surprised that Ye Zhitong knew her current situation.

"If you don't want to embarrass yourself too much, you might as well interrupt the wedding immediately." Ye Zhitong saw the girl's dazzling and pure appearance in the wedding dress, and a sinister light flashed in her eyes, "I really think of myself as the third wife of the Ji family, Look, Ji Beimu is still shrinking back at this time, or he is unwilling to recognize your identity in Ji's family!"

She said, laughing arrogantly.

Listening to her swearing tone, Xia Yanxi clenched her hands hanging by her sides into fists.

The two words the man said on the phone just now flashed inexplicably in his mind.

wait for him-

These two words seemed to plant a seed in her heart, which began to take root and sprout, and hope gradually sprouted.

Xia Yanxi closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear without any timidity, "I haven't reached the last step yet, isn't it too early for you to say these words now?"

After she finished speaking, she strode forward, deliberately bumping Ye Zhitong's arm with her shoulder as she passed by.

"You woman!" Ye Zhitong was caught off guard for a moment, staggered to the side and said a few words.

Reluctantly, she wanted to step forward, but Fu Yan gave her a cold stare, "Don't think that you can come and mess around if Brother Mu isn't here. If you still dare to be presumptuous, I don't mind arresting you on the stage first to embarrass you!"

Seeing his gloomy face, Ye Zhitong swallowed, not daring to do it again.