Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

To Mu Qianqian, participating in the wedding was originally a very happy thing.

After all, there is nothing wrong with sending blessings to former classmates and being able to enjoy the joy.

Therefore, Mu Qianqian was in a good mood from the moment she got off the car to the moment she entered the wedding venue.

Because it is a wedding held together by the man and the woman, the people on both sides are different.

Mu Qianqian looked around but didn't see a familiar figure, so she took out her mobile phone. There were classmates who said in the group yesterday that they would come today, and everyone sat at the same table.

Someone patted on the shoulder, "Old classmate, long time no see."

Mu Qianqian turned her head, a little surprised, "You are..."

A simple-looking, well-behaved boy in a suit, Mu Qianqian quickly searched for memories about him in his mind.

It seems a bit similar, but Mu Qianqian is not sure.

"What's the matter, I lost weight successfully, and now I don't even know my classmates?"

Mu Qianqian was able to match the number immediately, "Squad leader!"

Hirata, the male squad leader in high school, was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed 190 catties.

Often the door of my class is like a door panel. At that time, my classmates joked that the monitor was the door god of the class. With him around, no one else could get in.

But unexpectedly, the squad leader lost weight, and lost a lot.

Hirata nodded, "I never thought that the little beauty in our class has become a big beauty now, and the students are all in the front viewing area."

So that's the case, Mu Qianqian nodded, "I mean, why didn't I see a familiar figure, so everyone has already gone ahead."

With familiar people, Mu Qianqian will be more lively.

It is estimated that when Hirata walked to the front, they were all familiar faces.

Although everyone has changed their clothes and their childish faces have matured a lot, but the changes are not too big and they can be distinguished at a glance.

Among them, the most familiar one is my deskmate.

"Qianqian," Quan Miao stood up, "I thought my old deskmate would be late today!"

Mu Qian looked at her with a slight smile, "You are not late as a person who checks the spots, and neither will I. I still want to show you off."

This is the secret code of the two in high school.

Because Quan Miao likes to eat mushroom buns and cowpea beef buns at the corner of the school gate, but their business is so good that they have to wait for more than ten minutes every time, so it must be time to ring the bell when they arrive at the classroom.

Mu Qianqian would leave a back door for Quan Miao in advance to let her in. If she met a teacher who came to study early, she would secretly let her mix with the classmates who cleaned the public health area, and only entered the classroom after the early self-study.

Quan Miao patted Mu Qianqian on the shoulder, "You don't even know, without you to help me out, I was late for every big class in college, and I didn't get any delicious buns, what a pity."

Mu Qianqian sighed, "I can't help it, who told you not to choose a school with me, but to go after the male god."

Quan Miao waved his hand, "Don't mention it, the male god didn't catch up, but was picked up by the male psychopath. I will introduce you to another day. Sit down."

Finally, the reminiscence was over, and Mu Qianqian sat next to Quan Miao.

A table is full of classmates, there are ten people.

Some were people who hadn't spoken much in high school, and some who had, and Mu Qianqian said hello to almost all of them.

Quan Miao took Mu Qianqian's hand and lowered her voice, "Qianqian, do you know something?"

Following her posture, Mu Qianqian unconsciously lowered her voice, "What's the matter, so mysterious?"

Quan Miao looked around, "This is an unspoken and important event in our class!"

Mu Qianqian pursed her lips, "You know, I'm not interested in gossip."

"I know you're not interested, so I'm telling you." Quan Miao was taking precautions in advance, "Zhang Zhang is getting married today, there must be a woman who is going to be unhappy, maybe she will be dressed up in a flashy way to overwhelm the bride soon .”

Mu Qianqian frowned, she really hadn't figured out who would choose to overwhelm the bride on such an occasion.

"Do you still remember that Wan Yan who likes this all the time?"

"Miaomiao," Mu Qianqian sighed, "I don't think Wan classmate likes anyone, have you misunderstood?"

Since she was in the sophomore class of high school, Wan Yan, as a girl who likes to dress up more, can easily become a topic among girls.

Mu Qianqian thinks that it is not a bad thing for girls to love beauty, so she has never participated in this topic. It was like this before, and it is the same idea now.

Patting Quan Miao's face, "No matter what the gossip is, we can stop today, Zhang Zhang's wedding is about to begin."

Quan Miao sighed, "I know you are not interested, but if something happens in a while, you remember to stay away from me to avoid accidental injury, anyway, today should not be peaceful."

Mu Qianqian nodded, thinking that there shouldn't be any uneasiness about the big wedding.

At the beginning of the wedding, all the lights were dimmed.

Everyone looked in the direction of the door. Zhang Xin walked in from the door wearing a white wedding dress with a very long skirt. She smiled softly.

Mu Qianqian also laughed, probably seeing a gentle girl getting married, she couldn't help laughing.

"Here we come," Quan Miao squeezed Mu Qianqian's hand tightly, "God bless you, there must be nothing wrong!"

Mu Qianqian glanced at her, "Miaomiao, you are too nervous."

Originally, there was no problem for the bride to enter the venue, but the slow music suddenly stopped, and a piercing sound sounded.

Mu Qianqian subconsciously covered her ears and looked over.

The person standing on the stage was not the Wan Yan that Quan Miao had just mentioned.

"Here it comes," Quan Miao whispered, "This is about to start ruining other people's weddings!"

"Don't talk nonsense," Mu Qianqian frowned, "She must have gone by mistake."

Maybe Mu Qianqian was right, but Wan Yan was on the wrong track.

He looked at the audience with helpless eyes, holding the microphone, "I'm sorry everyone, I thought this was the backstage, I went wrong."

Everyone is unwilling to embarrass the wedding, and if they apologize for such a small episode, they will definitely be forgiven.

Wan Yan stepped off the stage from the side. It was inconvenient to wear high heels, so someone helped her.

Mu Qianqian judged from the shape of her mouth that she said thank you, but her eyes stopped on her skirt.

Perhaps Jun Jiuyan bought too many dresses for herself, and Mu Qianqian could tell that the dresses worn by Wan Yan were in the same series as Zhang Xin's, but hers were more conventional.

Mu Qianqian saw this clue and didn't say anything, but met Wan Yan's eyes in the air, and then watched her walk over.

"It's over." Quan Miao raised her head, "We will be affected."

Wan Yan walked over step by step and stopped in front of Mu Qianqian.