Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

At the wedding that he had longed for, there were two men who wanted to be the best man. Bo Jingzhou was in a bad mood. His face was dark for several days, which made everyone in the company panic, even every day. Chen Xu and Wang Dafu, who were frustrated, rarely agreed: Mr. Bo suffered from pre-marital anxiety.

Chen Xu, who was scolded the most, sighed sadly: "This is the second time, how can you still be anxious? Mr. Bo can't do it."

Wang Dafu didn't want to talk to him at first, but just as he was about to leave, out of the corner of his eye he saw someone standing at the door. He had leather shoes and trousers. He was a man, and the style looked familiar. So he cleared his throat and said, "Bo always cares too much." Young lady is the only one who gets nervous, you know nothing."

Although it was common for Wang Dafu to choke him, if it were normal times, Chen Xu would have choked back, but at this moment, he inexplicably did not answer the question immediately, but looked back behind him.

I have to say that his intuition was really accurate, but he came too late. The person standing at the door of the tea room at this moment was not Mr. Bo and Mr. Bo.

Bo Jingzhou sneered: "It seems that the salary is too high and the food is too full, so he has the energy to gossip behind people's backs. Chen Xu's year-end bonus is canceled this year. I will go to the finance department to go through the procedures later."

As soon as he left, Wang Dafu immediately poured a cup of coffee for Chen Xu with a face full of hospitality, but his words went straight to the lungs: "On behalf of all the staff of the President's Office, I would like to thank Special Assistant Chen for his generous sponsorship. This year's department dinner can be luxurious." One handful, it all depends on you.”

Wages deducted when employees make mistakes will be transferred to the department as a dinner accumulation fund.

Chen Xu glared at Wang Dafu, who had a stern look on his face. He was breathing heavily like an old scalper about to be slaughtered. When he thought about his year-end bonus of tens of thousands, he felt pain everywhere in his body. He didn't need it at all. He poked: "Did you know that Mr. Bo was at the door, so you deliberately set a trap for me?"

Wang Dafu looked hurt: "You have misunderstood me. You started the topic first. I just responded based on the matter."

It wasn't the first day Chen Xu met him, so it would be a mistake to believe his hypocritical rhetoric, "Wang Dafu, sooner or later I will kick you out of the Bo family."

He poured himself a big sip of coffee, grinning from the burn. Wang Dafu hurriedly handed him a glass of ice water, "It's smoking, didn't you see it? With your temper, it's only a matter of time before your wages are deducted. Do you still need to set up a trap?”

……

One week before the wedding, Shen Wanci moved to Mr. Jiang's villa in Kyoto, where she was going to get married.

After lunch that day, Mr. Jiang asked her: "Are the things for the wedding ready? Is there anything else to buy or order? Wedding ceremony, wedding dress, wedding candy invitations, etc. Have you communicated the wedding process with the officiant? ?”

He has never been married and doesn't know much about these things. What he needs to prepare depends on the knowledge gained from recent supplements and attending weddings on weekdays.

Shen Wanci: "Well, everything is ready, don't worry."

Mr. Jiang looked at her, thinking that in one week she would become someone else's wife, with a look of reluctance on his face: "In his last life, that boy from the Bo family was responsible for burning incense and modeling golden bodies for Bodhisattvas in the monk's temple. I'm so lucky to be able to marry you."

Forget it the first time, because he was young and had low experience, and he still had a pile of foreign debts, so he couldn't make a free choice. After going around in circles for so long, it turned out to be him the second time.

Shen Wanci was amused by his description, "Dad, Jing Zhou is very good to me. Don't be prejudiced against him."

"If he treats you badly, can I agree to your marriage?" Mr. Jiang pretended to be angry at her for defending Bo Jingzhou, and gave her a sideways glance: "It's true that a woman can't be saved... …”

Just as he was talking, Lu Feng came in from outside, "Second Master, Mr. Bo is here? He said he is looking for the eldest lady."

"Why is he here?" Mr. Jiang's face darkened visibly: "Newlyweds who are getting married are not allowed to meet each other before the wedding. You asked the security guard at the door to send him away."

Wan Ci was already in her twenties when she was recognized, well past the age of Cheng Huan. She was usually busy with work, so the two rarely met. In addition, she was not a coquettish person, so they didn't spend much time together. . When she rented a house outside, he asked her to move back, but she was rejected. Now that she has finally come back to live for a few days, he can enjoy family happiness, while Bo Jingzhou, who has no vision, still wants to steal people from him.

If he hadn't been concerned about his status as an elder, he would have wanted to go out and chase them away himself.

After the wedding is over, Wan Ci will have to live in Yuting Villa and spend time with him day and night. He has to fight for just these few days.

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang's face turned even darker. The elite rich second generations he chose for Wan Ci were so good. They were all well-informed, knowledgeable, and had high emotional intelligence. They would definitely not be able to do this kind of thing to compete with their father-in-law.

Lu Feng: "..."

He had seen the Jiang family marry their daughters in the past, and there was no rule against meeting each other before marriage, but he always followed Master Jiang's words: "Okay."

Mr. Jiang was in a good mood, "Go ahead, let him prepare for the wedding at home, and don't come here these days."

Shen Wanci stood up: "Dad, let's go out too."

"..." The smile on Jiang Erye's lips dropped visibly. After a while, he accepted his fate and said: "If you really want to see him, I'll ask Lu Feng to let him in. It's cold outside today. You just have a cold. Don't go out. The cold wind is blowing, and the wedding will be in a few days. If you don’t take good care of your body, how can you be a beautiful bride?"

"Dad, I want to pay homage to my mother."

Mr. Jiang's words of persuasion were stuck in his throat. He stood up and said, "Okay, it's been snowing the past few days. It's rare that the weather is sunny today. Let's go see your mother. She will be very happy if she knows you are getting married. Go up and change into a thick coat." I also put on my clothes, hat and gloves. It was cold in that place. I went to ask my aunt to make some of her favorite desserts. She used to love eating those sweet and greasy things. I was afraid that she would get old and sick, so I kept controlling her. Let me eat more, I would have known earlier..."

If I had known she would go so early, I would have left her alone and let her eat as much as she liked.

As soon as he mentioned the past, Mr. Jiang's eyes turned red. He lowered his head and coughed dryly, "Hurry up and change. It will be dark if it's too late. The weather forecast says it will snow tonight, and the mountain roads will not be safe by then." Safety."

Shen Wanci didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only respond: "Okay."

She added a coat, gloves and a hat, and came down quickly. Lu Feng was reporting the situation to Mr. Jiang: "Mr. Bo won't leave. He said he had never heard of the custom of not being allowed to meet one week before the wedding. "

He couldn't get started either. After all, he was the eldest lady's husband. He couldn't even be injured, let alone crippled.

"If you don't want to leave, then..." Mr. Jiang was just about to say 'throw it out' when he saw Shen Wanci coming down from upstairs, so he changed his mind: "If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. It just so happened that Wanci and I were going out. Just let him drive, and I didn’t even bother to call the driver.”