It's not my fault to be ugly

This face has grown a lot, but from the clues of the facial features, one can still recognize the arrogant and wanton boy back then.

"Groom officer, congratulations." Feng Dingkun calmed down, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

When Yu Wenning saw him, he was also stunned for a long while, and remained silent.

At this moment, the door of a room in the corridor opened, and a girl in a white wedding dress came out, looked around, found Yu Wenning, and called him.

Yu Wenning turned around and saw her walking over with her fluffy wedding dress in her arms, and said with a bit of drunkenness: "Yin Tong, come and meet my ex-girlfriend!"

The bride looked Feng Dingkun up and down, and shouted: "Yu Wenning, what are you crazy about! Today is our wedding day, even if you don't want to marry me again, don't mess around to make me come down!"

Feng Dingkun saw Yu Wenning's intoxicated appearance, he didn't plan to stay any longer, and was about to leave.Unexpectedly, Yu Wenning grabbed his clothes and asked, "Where are you going?"

Feng Dingkun shook off his hand: "Yu Wenning, look clearly, I'm not one of them!"

"I know you're not. I was blind back then, so I wouldn't be blind until now."

"Yu Wenning, don't go crazy. The wedding is about to begin!" Yin Tong took a step closer and took Yu Wenning's hand, but he threw it away.

"Yin Tong, if you still want to be Mrs. Yuwen, just obediently go back to my room."

"You!" Yin Tong glared at the two of them viciously, and spat: "Dog boy!"

She turned around, stepped on her high heels, and went back to the previous room with her wedding dress on her arm, before closing the door with a bang.

"Yu Wenning, what exactly do you want to do?"

In the banquet hall, the LED screen was showing photos of the bride and groom in turn. Zhuo Ying glanced at his watch a little bored, then turned to look at the entrance of the banquet hall, but Feng Dingkun still didn't come in.

At this moment, there was an uproar among the guests, Zhuo Ying turned her head and took a look, and found that many people were staring at the LED screen.The music hasn't changed, but the photo above has!

"Who is this girl? She looks familiar."

"It's not the bride, I've seen the little girl from the Yin family, but she's not so pretty."

That's... Zhuo Ying's photos of Feng Dingkun in women's clothing!

Zhuo Ying was in a bad mood, and quickly leaned over to Secretary Jiang and said, "Hurry up and find Feng Dingkun!"

Secretary Jiang called Feng Dingkun's cell phone number, but no one answered.He stood up and walked towards Yu Wenning's parents.

Zhuo Ying glanced at Lu Mingran across the table, he had clearly recognized Feng Dingkun as the person in women's clothing, but he was still sitting indifferently, with his hands folded on everything, without moving.

Zhuo Ying stood up, walked out of the banquet hall, found the service staff of the hotel, and retrieved the surveillance video.

Feng Dingkun cut his hands behind his back and tied them to the chair.He didn't expect that Yu Wenning's boxing skills had improved a lot after not seeing him for a few years. His impression of Yu Wenning was still in the state of being hanged and beaten by him back then, so he was careless for a while, allowing him to seize the opportunity to control himself.

The phone rang just now. Someone should have noticed that he hadn't returned for a long time and called him.With Secretary Jiang's ability, he should be able to find this place quickly, so he wasn't worried. He just looked at Yu Wenning's mental state and was a little afraid that he might do something to hurt him.

"Yu Wenning, I was indeed wrong back then. Don't be impulsive. If you want to take revenge on me, don't pick this time, okay?"

Yu Wenning approached him with a smile, pinched his chin to look left and right, and muttered: "I'm not trying to take revenge on you, I'm going to marry you. But with your face, tsk tsk."

His hand stroked Feng Dingkun's face carefully: "When I grow up, I'm not as beautiful as before."

"Look clearly, I'm a man."

"A man? What's the matter with a man, you will be a woman after surgery." He stood up and rummaged through a pile of wedding dresses one by one: "I don't know if you can wear the largest size."

Feng Dingkun didn't know whether he was drunk or serious, and shouted, "Are you crazy?!"

Yu Wenning walked over with a wedding dress, bent down and touched Feng Dingkun's face: "I'm not crazy, I've already thought about it. When you and I get married, I'll take you to the surgery. I'll give you an injection then." With estrogen, your face will be the same again."

Yin Tong in the dressing room outside heard it, and snorted: "Yu Wenning, you are not mistaken, I am Mrs. Yu Wen, don't say you want to marry him."

"Don't worry about it, you are Mrs. Yuwen on the bright side."

Sure enough, Yin Tong obediently stopped talking.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Yu Wenning glanced at Feng Dingkun, took tape to seal his mouth, and closed the door of the fitting room again.

Yin Tong opened the door and glanced at the person coming.Feng Dingkun only heard an older woman's voice asking him: "Have you seen Yu Wenning?"

"No! Has he disappeared? Then how can I get married? Mother-in-law, what does Aning mean, you want to get married and disappear?"

"Xiaotong, don't worry, we will find him. If you see him, call me as soon as possible." Yu Wenning's mother pondered for a moment, then said: "If you see the Feng family Young master, Feng Dingkun, you also remember to tell me."

"Okay, mother-in-law. You must find Ah Ning, today is a day of great joy!"

"I know, you should prepare well."

The door closed again.

Yu Wenning opened the door of the fitting room and praised: "Yin Tong, your acting skills are good."

Yin Tong snorted, sat down in front of the makeup mirror, and continued to touch up makeup.

Feng Dingkun stared at Yu Wenning.

Yu Wenning lowered his eyes and smiled at him slightly.

At this moment, the door knocked again, and Yu Wenning hurriedly closed the door of the fitting room.

The voice of Yin Tong opening the door came, followed by Zhuo Ying's voice: "Is Feng Dingkun with you?"

"Who are you? Don't talk nonsense. How can such a big man be in the dressing room of my bride?"

"How do you know he's a man? Have you seen him?"

"Alas! Who are you?! Why did you barge in?! Get out! Get out! Otherwise, I'll call someone!"

In the next second, the door of the fitting room was kicked open with a bang.

Feng Dingkun sat at the table, watching the master of ceremonies presiding over the wedding ceremony blessing the couple.And just 10 minutes earlier, he had just escaped from the bride's fitting room because the groom tried to make him replace the bride for the wedding.

He suddenly felt particularly ridiculous.

Yu Wenning's parents were apologizing to Secretary Jiang. Secretary Jiang kept a cold face. After a while, he walked back to the dining table.Feng Dingkun stood up and winked at Secretary Jiang: "Let's go."

The wedding was still going on, but he had no intention of staying any longer.

Zhuo Ying quickly stood up and followed.

Seeing Feng Dingkun walking out, Yu Wenning's mother looked a little flustered, and hurried forward to apologize to Feng Dingkun: "I'm sorry, our family, Aning, drank too much and was confused for a while..."

Secretary Jiang stopped her: "Okay, auntie, as I said, if you really think that Yu Wenning was wrong, then go and apologize to Mr. Feng Dingqian. We still have something to do, let's go first, sorry."

Some guests have already turned their heads to look at the few people pestering at the door.Feng Dingkun left quickly.

Zhuo Ying followed and asked, "Shall we have a drink together?"

Feng Dingkun rarely drinks alcohol, so his drinking capacity is average.Zhuo Ying watched him pouring wine glass by glass, and stopped him: "Okay, you can't drink enough, drink less."

Feng Dingkun put down the cup, his face was flushed, and he was a little drunk.

"I was scared just now."

"It's okay, when I was studying in Jiangshuo's private high school, didn't I once..." Feng Dingkun frowned and pressed his forehead: "Oh, I remembered, you had already gone abroad by then."

"One time what? Was tied up and cried and wanted to marry you?"

Feng Dingkun burst out laughing.That time, it was Xiangying who tied him up, which really frightened him.Later, it was Lu Mingran who came to save him, even willing to risk his life for him...Compared with the person who sat at the banquet indifferently just now, the difference is simply worlds apart.

When he walked into the banquet hall, Lu Mingran didn't even give him a look.

"I think I'm really ridiculous..." Feng Dingkun poured another glass of wine, raised his hazy drunken eyes and looked at Zhuo Ying: "What kind of eyes are you? Are you sympathizing with me?"

Zhuo Ying was about to say something when she suddenly looked behind him.

A hand reached out and snatched the wine glass from Feng Dingkun's hand.

Before Feng Dingkun could react, he was framed by two people and dragged out of the bar.

The person walking in front had a straight back and an outstanding temperament. Feng Dingkun's drunken eyes were fixed for a moment, and he felt that Chuchen's back was swaying back and forth, making him dizzy and wanting to close his eyes.

He was stuffed into the car and rolled on the back seat.Another person came in and patted his head.Feng Dingkun groped and hugged his waist.

The hand froze instantly.

"Ran Ran..." Feng Dingkun muttered aggrievedly: "You are so cold to me..."

The car staggered to the destination, Feng Dingkun was carried out, and he stumbled down on the soft leather sofa.He could feel the breath of another person, right beside him.

Is it Lu Mingran?

Although sleepy, he opened his eyes with force...

He wanted to look at Lu Mingran one more time, talk to him a few more words, and tell him how much he had missed him these past few years.He wants to hug Lu Mingran tightly, he wants to kiss him!bite him!Rip his clothes!he wants……

He opened his eyes.

Sitting in front of him was Feng Dingqian.

Feng Dingkun's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head all of a sudden.

He sat up and found that this was the Feng family, and there was no Lu Mingran by his side, only an annoying ghost.

Alcohol made his brain unable to think normally, and his rationality had long been expelled from the country. At this time, he only had negative emotions such as loss and resentment in his heart.Sitting there, with a sullen drunken face, he muttered: "Damn...Damn..."

He stood up staggeringly, took two steps outside and was grabbed by someone.

"You're so drunk, where are you going?"

"I...I'm going to a place where there are no annoying ghosts..." Feng Dingkun struggled, trying to pull his hand away.

"You don't want to go anywhere."

"Go away! I don't care about you!" Seeing that he couldn't break free, Feng Dingkun cried out as if breaking down: "Let go of me! I'm going to throw up when I see you again..."

Feng Dingqian's hand suddenly loosened.

Feng Dingkun didn't run out immediately, he held his wrist and glared at Feng Dingqian: "You... why haven't you disappeared yet?! What's the use of changing all the servants? The last thing I want to see is you! Hurry up! Disappear!"

After he finished speaking, he staggered and fell on the carpet all of a sudden.

Feng Dingqian had already bypassed Feng Dingkun and strode out.

He called the driver and drove the car all the way to the old house on the mountain.

When the servants of the old house saw him coming back suddenly, they all went up to meet him, but seeing his ugly face, they didn't dare to approach him.

Feng Dinggan didn't speak, and walked to the ancestral hall behind with a sullen face.

He pushed open the door, looked at Feng's father's tablet, and trembled all over: "Dad, why did you lie to me?"

"Why did you lie to me and tell me that Ah Kun is not my real brother?"