Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

October 15th is a good day, suitable for sacrifices and marriages, and Feng Huayang and Wen Geyin's wedding banquet is scheduled on this day.

Qingyun was tasked with delivering the ring, so she dressed up extra delicately and beautifully in the morning. She even wore two more layers of petticoats to hold up the princess dress with a large skirt.

Feng Huayang did not have any bride-picking procedures when she got married. She did not like this custom very much, and her family would not allow such an outstanding heir to be given away to someone else for nothing.

"Speaking of it, there is a certain difference between getting married and marrying. Getting married sounds better than marrying someone." Feng Huayang stretched out his hands and looked at his newly done manicure and said to Rong Qingqing who was sorting out accessories next to him.

"A little, but I think I'm just confused."

Feng Huayang was helpless, "Are you really going to buy sperm? I have to tell you in advance that parents are indispensable in the growth of their children."

"Ha!" Rong Qingqing put down the box in her hand and sneered, "It's better to be born without a father than to have a father of bad character."

"Why do you have to find a piece of garbage?"

Speaking of this, Rong Qingqing was full of resentment, "You also know the business I did before. My mother thought it was not good for me to talk about this, so she ordered me to do something else, otherwise I would go to work properly in the family company."

"I thought I would just make a quiz website to test the waters, and if it works well, I would make an app. Guess what happened?"

"My website was blocked within a week, and they said I was being feudal."

"Ah?" Feng Huayang became curious, "Why?"

"I originally thought that everyone had a lot of questions about starting a business and could help each other, but a few people with brain problems said that men have always been oppressed by women, so the rule of having three wives and four concubines was abolished."

"There were also some people who were not in their right minds who followed suit and were reported within two days." Rong Qingqing took a deep breath and said, "The Internet is really amazing. I have never met so many people with mental problems in my life."

Feng Huayang closed her eyes and put on her eye makeup, and found it a little funny. "I don't really understand what they mean. I've never heard such words."

Rong Qingqing shook her head. "What I don't understand is why they didn't just arrest these feudal remnants, but had to block my website."

"Xiao Qingyun, don't you have a brother who makes games? Why don't you ask him to make a farming game so that those who haven't kept up with the times and have class limitations can find a place to stay and not use their rotten brains to ruin other people's good things."

Qingyun was fiddling with the bow on her chest. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she heard these words. She wanted to seek justice for the farming game and for the farming players. She was the one whose Shennong bloodline had awakened, not the one whose feudal ideology had been revived.

"Go away, you unreliable man, don't harm my little girl here." Feng Huayang scolded Rong Qingqing with a smile, and then said, "Some good men are innocent and were implicated by those people."

Rong Qingqing sneered, "Why would they be so implicated? Women's opinions are useless anyway. I have figured it out. They want to find a beautiful woman who can bear children for them and be a good nanny. It would be best if she can also work and earn money."

"The nanny at home earns 20,000 yuan a month. When money becomes worthless in the future, the price of a nanny will only go higher. Ordinary families may not be able to afford it. If you really want such a capable person, you might as well come to my house to apply for the job. In two years, the nanny who has taken care of my mother since she was a child will retire, and my mother has been very anxious recently." Feng Huayang suggested sincerely.

Qingyun covered his mouth and laughed secretly, and when he saw Rong Qingqing seemed to be thinking about something, he found it even funnier.

Feng Huayang saw Qingyun's eyes were bent with laughter in the mirror, and said with a smile: "Little Qingyun is still laughing secretly. By the time your sister Jinyu and sister Jinqiao retire, I wonder if you can still laugh."

Qingyun immediately became obedient and could hardly laugh anymore. She was not as careful and serious as Sister Goldfish. She didn't even know how to put her clothes away.

"Hey, I still have to remind you that adults think it doesn't matter if there is no father. As long as there is a mother's wholehearted love and enough material foundation, the child will be very happy, but the child may not think so."

"My father has been very busy since I was a child. He lives in an apartment near the company every other day. I miss him a lot."

"The probability of finding a good man is lower than the probability of my mother not letting me inherit the family business." Rong Qingqing collapsed on the sofa and threw herself into a mess.

"Don't always look down, look at those who are well matched. They probably don't know that they can have such thoughts. Those people down there have a hard time, so they always want something nice to spice up their lives." Feng Huayang said while picking up lipstick, "Just think about yourself, do you have so much free time to think about unrealistic things?"

"How can I have the time? After finishing my company's work, I still want to go to the gym and go shopping. I haven't had time to take a look at the antiques I bought recently." Rong Qingqing felt wronged as she spoke, "The website I worked so hard on was destroyed by someone like this, damn it!"

"My little girl, why didn't you bring your sword today?" Feng Huayang ignored the whining Rong Qingqing and asked someone to bring her new sword.

The only decoration that Qingyun always wears when she wears a princess dress is a small sword that can be hung around her waist. She liked it the first time she saw someone wearing it like this. She felt that it was a constant reminder for her to pay attention to beauty while not forgetting to be strong.

"But my aunt and Brother Yin are getting married today, so it doesn't seem right to bring Xiaojian with me."

Feng Huayang took the arm-length gemstone sword and handed it to Qingyun, saying, "This sword is called Wuyou. It was made by a prince with great military achievements for his only daughter. I happened to give it to Qingyun when I saw it a few days ago."

"Thank you, auntie." Qingyun took the small sword, which was still a little heavy. She hung it around her waist and turned around in front of the mirror. Although it didn't match her very well, it had a different kind of beauty.

"Then please trouble our powerful and brave Princess Qingyun to escort my aunt's wedding ring."

Qingyun lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed, "At your service."

At dusk, Qingyun followed Feng Huayang's car to the banquet venue and went directly to the bride's lounge from the back door.

"It's going to start in two hours, and I'm a little nervous." Feng Huayang looked at his hair in the mirror, and there was some regret in his tone, "You can't fool around after getting married, it's a pity for those guys."

"They have good bodies and good acting skills, and they always make me give them red envelopes." Rong Qingqing couldn't help but smile when she thought of those muscular male models, "Beautiful things always make people happy."

"I can understand why you don't want to get married."

Seven twenty-six was the auspicious time. Qingyun finally saw Fu Shengyu in the hall. Fu Shengyu was squatting at the edge of the stage, half hugging Qingyun, fearing that Qingyun would go up to give him the ring before the time came.

The priest recited a long string of words before finally saying, "Please ask the bride and groom to exchange rings."

It was the first time that Qingyun had done such an important thing. His heart was in his throat when he walked on the stage. On the other side, Wen Geyin's little nephew was also very nervous and was at a loss for words.

Seeing Feng Huayang's bright smile and Wen Geyin's silly grin, Qingyun was a little less nervous and slowly walked towards them.

After exchanging rings, Feng Huayang took Qingyun's hand and raised an eyebrow at Wen Geyin, "This is my sword princess, Mr. Wen, don't be too proud."

"I dare not." Although Wen Geyin said this, his smile was so big that anyone could tell how happy he was.

During the wedding banquet, Chang Jin's eyes were a little red. The big guy Wu Geng finally returned home. He patted Chang Jin's shoulder to try to comfort him, which made Chang Jin grimaced in pain.

How could Chang Jin explain it? He just had a feeling that his parents were married, and he felt sour in his heart. He felt that his sister was taken away by someone, and he also felt that A Yin was taken away by someone.

Fortunately, he no longer had to feel homeless, as they enabled him to afford to buy his own home.

Chang Jin wanted to cry even more. With red eyes, he ate the food and said, "Today's food is a little spicy."

Cheng Yu put his arm around his shoulders and asked in a low voice: "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask, do you like Sister Feng or A Yin?"

The next second, Cheng Yu also lowered his head to eat with red eyes, because Chang Jin punched him on the nose in anger, and he couldn't control his tears at all.