The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

The next day, the official WeChat account of Mo Group announced the marriage news.

At the same time, Mo Yanchen's private Weibo immediately made a high-profile announcement.

There is also cy entertainment.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Chi, Anya, and Pei Ying all reprinted it.

Pei Ying doesn't know how to do this. She wears reading glasses and drags the housekeeper to help her.

very excited.

Then, Cheng Zixiu, Qin Xiaomeng, Jiang Ze, Hang Ti, Zhang Qi, and Fu Shuang all reposted Mo Yanchen's Weibo and sent blessings.

The battle is huge.

For a moment, Weibo was completely ignited!

The number of comments on Su Mucheng's Weibo rose to 10+ in 10,000 minutes!

There are those who are blessed, and of course there are those who are confused.

My flower pants: [What’s going on?Suddenly the marriage news broke? 】

Even eighteen centimeters cannot satisfy me: [Where is Chengzi himself?Why didn't you say anything? 】

My sister is really not an airport: [Have I, Chengzi, really taken over Mr. Mo, the big benefactor? ! ! !Orange, come out and say something, I won’t listen! 】

He took off his pants and said, "What happened to Cheng Zi a month ago?"Why haven't I seen her for so long and suddenly news of her marriage broke out, and just two days later? This is too hasty! 】

It's all about confusion and confusion.

Many reporters also crouched in front of their computers, staring intently as if they were equipped with x-ray probes.

I always feel that there is big news coming here!

Gotta catch it!

At the same time, another batch of private accounts began to appear in the chaotic Weibo.

Gu Nan: [Weizi Chief Designer @苏 Mucheng @ Mo Yanchen has been together for a hundred years. 】

Wen Luo: [mc@苏 Mucheng@Mo Yanchen, Mr. Mo, we have been together for a hundred years. 】

Oh!

Weizi, they understand. The design exhibition that blew up the fashion week is still fresh in their minds.

Everyone remembers.

But one by one

Listening: [@苏MUcheng, boss, happy wedding! 】

Tong Zhen: [@苏MUcheng, grandpa’s precious granddaughter, happy wedding! 】

Mr. Tong wore glasses and stared at Tong Tian as he was doing it for him, choking and urging him.

Tong Tian also followed immediately: [@苏 Mucheng, Mr. Su, happy wedding! 】

Jiu Lao: [@苏 Mucheng, happy wedding! 】

Ge Yun: [Monkey@苏MU Cheng, happy wedding! 】

【……】

Weibo posts like this are pouring out one after another.

Netizens: [? ? ? 】

Who are these people?Where did it come from?

His face is so new, I have never seen him in the industry before!

Is it because of the popularity? !

Then, the already turbulent Weibo became even more chaotic, with 120 million netizens pressing why on their foreheads, asking one by one!

Journalists writing in squatting hot spots: “???”

Why are there so many strange accounts that have entered randomly?

How did you get in?

Do you want to write it in together?

Chengjiaqi was also in chaos.

After all, a month ago, it seemed like something big was going to happen, but it was suppressed by coercive means.

No one dared to discuss it anymore.

However, the marriage was suddenly announced officially? ! !

The key is that Su Mucheng's own Weibo has not responded.

It's weird.

As a result, the Cheng family flag began to become internally chaotic.

At this time one by one

Love Orange Orange Orange: [Cheng Zi is getting married in two days!If you have any questions, we will answer them one by one within two days!If you can't accept it, you can quit Chengjiaqi. We Chengjiaqi are all quality fans. In two days, we will have the results you want. 】

Then, he started to swipe the screen desperately and pin it to the top!

There were also some random netizens who came to scold them, but Cheng Zixin used a one-to-ten attitude to crush them back like crazy!

Coupled with the endless new forces emerging, Weibo finally couldn't handle it and the entire server was gloriously paralyzed!

At the same time one by one

The man who caused this big commotion was sitting in the ward with a computer on his lap, taking a rough look at the situation.

He turned his head and looked at the girl who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, with gentle eyes: "Baby, our wedding will be in two days."

He held her hand, held it to his lips and kissed it: "Can you bear to let me walk the whole journey alone?"

After saying that, he seemed to laugh lowly again, very deep and hoarse: "Maybe you can actually do this."

The man's sharp and delicate eyebrows were filled with endless doting: "After all, you are a little bad guy."

He's that little villain with a rebellious streak.

It's the little villain who always surprises him.

Yes, his unique little bad guy.

The window of the ward opened a small opening, and the outside wind leaked in through the window. Slowly, it caused the branches in the vase to tremble, bending the delicate leaves of the petals, and blew away the man's hidden broken tone.

He was saying: "If I hadn't called you little rascal, would you have been able to stand by my side obediently during the wedding and say, I do?"