The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Chen Yuye and his best man were going to meet his bride, with firecrackers blasting.

Today's weather is sunny and clear, which is a perfect setting for today's wedding.

At this time, there were many people standing in front of the person who was collecting gift money, and even the people who were registering were too busy to handle it.

Not only were there so many people, but I couldn’t even count the gift money, so I just wrote my names on the gift packages and didn’t bother counting them.

Most of Chen Qinglin's business partners came, and the huge lawn was filled with chairs.

There were at least a thousand people coming in a huge crowd.

The hotel owner had never seen such a big scene before and was shocked. He quickly took out his mobile phone and ordered several thousand more chairs.

In addition to some people who were not at home and could not arrive at the scene, with Meng Huoqiu's relatives and friends, as well as relatives sitting on both sides, the place was already overcrowded.

The tables were covered with drinks, and all the friends and relatives who came were also meeting here. Some were talking about future cooperation, and some were talking about the bride and groom.

The hotel owner was busy bringing in and arranging chairs, and the photographer on site was already in place.

The arched door inlaid with shells is intertwined with foxtail grass, and the edges are trimmed with simulated rice.

The woman in front of the mirror had a smile on her face, her dark hair was piled on her head, and the colorful strapless wedding dress set off her pretty face.

The iris flower ornaments on the corners of her eyes were luxurious and gorgeous, and the temperament she exuded made the makeup artist gasp.

Because the winter wedding dress is also matched with furry shoulders, the tassels on the headdress are dazzling, and they are still swaying when walking slowly. The wedding dress perfectly outlines Meng Zimo's delicate and graceful figure. The hem of the skirt rises and falls gently with the steps of her feet, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Chen Yuye is so handsome today, with a handsome face, and he is wearing a suit and tie, although he usually wears similar clothes.

But today he looks particularly solemn and dignified, exuding a sense of nobility and happiness.

Even Meng Zimo couldn't take her eyes off him, and felt that he looked much more handsome today.

When Chen Yuye saw Meng Zimo, they were both amazed by each other.

By the time the couple's wedding car arrived at the scene, the guests had already taken their seats, and Meng Huoqiu, his mother, and Chen Qinglin and his wife were waiting at the door.

Seeing the wedding car stop, the four of them stood there excitedly, looking forward to it.

Meng Zimo was helped out of the car by Xuan Ran. Just as she stood firmly on her feet, the car behind her stopped next to the wedding car. A man in his seventies who exuded the aura of a cultured person got out of the car.

"Xiao Mo'er." It was this voice calling that made Meng Zimo, who had just got off the car, stunned. She turned around in disbelief, looked over the roof of the wedding car, and saw the teacher on the other side of the car.

This was the best professor she had ever met abroad. He always showed Meng Zimo the way and encouraged her. Meng Zimo sent him an invitation before her wedding because she was not sure whether the teacher could come. The teacher did not reply.

Unexpectedly, he came anyway.

"Teacher." Meng Zimo let go of Xuan Ran, picked up the wedding dress and slowly ran towards the teacher.

Chen Yuye, who had just got off the car, hurried over to hold the woman who was running towards him.

"Slow down!" Chen Yuye reminded gently.

Meng Zimo's eyes were filled with tears, and she felt so happy when she walked in front of the teacher.

"Teacher, I didn't expect you to really come."

"How can I not come to your wedding? Besides, this guy also invited me." The professor said to Meng Zimo, and then looked at Chen Yuye beside her.

Meng Zimo looked at the two of them in surprise, "Teacher, you know him."

The professor laughed loudly and patted Chen Yuye on the shoulder, "You boy, you married my favorite student home!"

The professor once told Meng Zimo that he was once amazed by a young man who was not only a good student but also his most proud student. Until Meng Zimo appeared, he took Meng Zimo under his wing and found that Meng Zimo was a very upright person at heart.

He originally intended to bring the two people together, but before he could do anything, he received emails from the two people.

He was happy for several days and didn't know how to respond to them.

Their wife also asked him to come across the border to participate, and the two elders also took this opportunity to return to their country to visit.

Meng Zimo's hand was held by Chen Yuye, and the two smiled at each other. This was the most beautiful thing in the world.

When the whole world is blessing you, warmth will spread throughout your body.

The wedding began, An Yuhan sat in the front row. She had recovered now, her face was rosy, and because her hair was not very long, she wore a woolen hat.

Meng Zimo stood in front of the archway and saw An Yuhan at a glance. The two of them smiled at each other from a distance.

Chen Yuye had a warm smile on his face. He held the bride's hand and stood in front of the arch, waiting for the master of ceremonies to call them.

"Now let's invite the happiest groom to enter." The MC held the microphone and spoke excitedly, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Chen Yuye smiled at Meng Zimo with his palm and then walked onto the stage first.

Meng Huoqiu tugged at his suit and walked to Meng Zimo's side. He took Meng Zimo's hand and placed it on his arm, letting her hold it.

He patted his daughter's hand carefully and said, "Baby, I wish you happiness." He said to Meng Zimo with a smile.

Meng Zimo's eyes were filled with tears, and they were about to burst out without being able to hold them back.

Meng Zimo and Meng Huoqiu walked up to the stage arm in arm. The flowers beside the stage were large and bright, making this short flower path look particularly special.

When Meng Huoqiu placed Meng Zimo's hand in Chen Yuye's hand, he turned around and shed something that had not appeared in decades: tears.

He walked off the stage wiping his tears. Meng Zimo looked at his back and couldn't hold back the tears any longer.

Chen Yuye embraced her and wiped away her tears, and said in her ear, "Baby, don't cry!"

Meng Zimo calmed down and walked to the middle of the stage hand in hand with Chen Yuye as the popular wedding songs played.

The two people stood face to face, but Meng Zimo was not moved at all by what the emcee said next to them.

She looked at Chen Yuye, and the past events suddenly played in her mind like a movie.

"I do." As the host asked the question, Meng Zimo answered excitedly, but her eyes were fixed on Chen Yuye.

"I do." After Chen Yuye answered, the wetness on her lips brought Meng Zimo back to her senses.

The two kissed each other amid the blessings and applause of everyone present. Fireworks and firecrackers were set off at the scene, creating a lively atmosphere.

As Meng Zimo threw the bouquet, it fell into Xuan Ran's hands without reservation.

"Bless you! Xuanran." Meng Zimo smiled with her eyes curved. Looking at Xuanran standing in front of the stage with a confused look on her face, Meng Zimo couldn't help but teasing her.

An Xijie saw it and ran over, "Hey! This is good! Look, it's hinting at you."

"Don't give me that." Xuan Ran became annoyed when she saw An Xijie. She turned her head to look at him unhappily, then lowered her head to look at the bouquet happily.