The three views of online games are not correct

"It's okay, there are so many people today, it's normal." Cheng Mingyu stood up straight and said with a smile.

Just as he was talking, the master of ceremonies beamingly greeted the guests at the reception desk: the auspicious time has come, and the ceremony begins.

The bride in a wedding dress with a long trailing tail was wearing exquisite makeup, and she was standing shyly by the flower table at the moment, with her father in a neat suit standing beside her.

"Hey, this wedding dress is interesting. It doesn't seem to be pure white. I remember Mr. Cheng..." Sui Yi remembered that the gentleman he met in the restaurant that day seemed to be a wedding dress designer, so she couldn't help but want to ask a professional for advice, but Turning his head, he found that the man's expression was a bit wrong.

"Mr. Cheng?" Sui Yi whispered again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you just said." Cheng Mingyu regained his composure, and his faint smile was far less natural than before.

"Oh, I'm just curious that this wedding dress doesn't seem to be pure white, I want to ask you if it's okay?" Sui Yi asked curiously.

"Well, it doesn't matter. You can use light tones, and you can't see it under the light. This one is 395 thick satin with double-layered tulle and light gray blue pearl yarn." Cheng Mingyu turned his head and stared at the flower table again. The bride's last trace of smile disappeared from the corner of her mouth.

"It's just that you guys are different, so you can tell the truth after just a little look." Sui Yi would be a fool if he couldn't see Cheng Mingyu's abnormality, and a vague outline gradually formed in his heart——

Could it be... This Mr. Cheng and Yu Yang are rivals in love? !

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I am right. The awkward attitude of the two of them in the western restaurant last time made Sui Yi feel tricky. Looking at it like this again today, it is probably right.

Cheng Mingyu, who was still staring at the bride, didn't know what Sui Yi had imagined. If he knew, he would probably be so angry that he would rush over to tear off the wedding dress regardless of his image, and use his actions to prove what kind of relationship he has with the bride.

The relationship is simple to say, that set of gauze was made by Cheng Mingyu, the humiliating No. 2 on the "Hua Qing Cup", but now she is wearing No. 1's wife.

"Mr. Cheng...Mr. Cheng?" Sui thought that Cheng Mingyu's fingers holding the wine glass had turned white, and he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic. Emotional wounds are indeed something that cannot be healed. It is very uncomfortable to see a girl who is so infatuated when she is about to get married. easy.

"Some things, it's over...forget it." Sui Yi patted Cheng Mingyu's shoulder to comfort him.

"This... is this an obvious robbery?!" Cheng Mingyu thought that Sui Yi and Yu Yang had a very close relationship, and he probably knew the inside story, so he pointed at the bride in the distance with wide eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Ming Qiang?" You laughed awkwardly a couple of times, love is something you can't grab, this Mr. Cheng is too paranoid, "Let go of what should be let go, I guess it's more sad than you to say it, Since I feel sorry for each other, I will try to persuade you, Yu Yang, you and the bride, this is a foregone conclusion, and it is doomed to fail." Sui Yi sighed, some things had been held in her heart for a long time, and she couldn't help but want to tell others. He said, but his "secret" is not suitable for telling the people around him, and it is very appropriate to chat with Cheng Mingyu now.

"Wait a minute..." Cheng Mingyu finally realized that this conversation seemed a little bit wrong, "You and Yu Yang?! Me and the bride?! What a mess, what I'm talking about..."

"Mingyu?!" A man with glued hair and black-rimmed glasses grabbed Cheng Mingyu in shock through layers of obstacles, "You... Didn't you say you won't come?"

"Sorry, I came here when I was bored, so you'd better explain it to me." Cheng Mingyu didn't care to continue the conversation with Sui Yi, and looked at Pei Xiangan with cold eyes.

Pei Xiangan glanced at Sui Yi who was beside him in embarrassment.

"That...you talk slowly." Sui Yi was worrying that she couldn't find a chance to escape, so she hurriedly slipped away.

"Hey...you!" Cheng Mingyu was a little aggrieved, but he was anxious to know about the wedding dress, so he could only let go of Sui Yi who was slipping away.

"I haven't had time to tell you yet. Yu Yang's wife fell in love with this yarn during the competition, and then asked me to buy it. If I told you that you would definitely not agree, I would not agree at first. But after the Huaqing Cup, your reputation has declined a bit. This is my fault, but the "Zhuhuatai" co-operated with Yu Yang has become popular, and you have not released new works... You know that your yarn has always used materials It's expensive, and the funds in the store are a little tight..." Pei Xiangan was full of sadness.

Cheng Mingyu's breath was stuck in his chest, and it wasn't wrong. Although he didn't care about the things in the store, he also knew that it was far less serious than what Pei Xiangan said. A designer doesn't produce new designs every month, and the bridal shop is in operation. Gone?The capital chain is broken?Pure nonsense.

He and Pei Xiangan have known each other for at least ten years. Although he has always known about his little problem of being greedy for money, he has never taken it seriously. It seems that the contradictions in the world are not as simple as money.

It is a disagreement between the three views.

Taking a sip of the red wine in the glass, Cheng Mingyu thought it through, "I don't want any money for this wedding dress, all the previous finished products will be given to you, the copyright belongs to me, and they will be counted as liquidated damages. From now on... let's go our separate ways. "

"Mingyu, you're speaking out of anger..." Pei Xiangan finally changed his face, thin sweat filled his forehead.

"You think too much, I recently lost my inspiration, I finally found one and was dismissed by your eyes, it is estimated that I will not be able to publish pictures for half a year, so what about your bridal shop, I am here for you Think about it." Cheng Mingyu is not a good-tempered person, once the corners of his mouth are curled into a cold smile, it is likely that he is really angry.

"It's okay...it's okay, I can pad first..." Pei Xiangan rubbed back and forth uneasily with his fingers hanging by his legs.

"Then how can I do it... It may be over for a year or a half, and even if you release new works, you won't be able to sell them at a high price, then your money... will be for nothing." When Cheng Mingyu wanted to stab someone The mouth is extraordinarily ruthless, it's not that the words are unpleasant, but that Mou Jin uses the sharpest needle to pierce the softest flesh in your heart, the pain is so painful that you will tremble three times when you take a breath.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out of his mouth, Pei Xiangan froze without saying a word as if he had been hit on the Ya acupuncture point.

Cheng Mingyu snorted coldly and lifted his foot to leave.

On the stage of the banquet hall, the master of ceremonies was still choked up and provocative, and the audience in the audience was sometimes silent and sometimes cheering, but in his eyes, all this was just a farce. His original intention of designing the wedding dress was to congratulate his mother until her death I couldn't even put on a white gauze wish, so the wedding in front of me was completed with a stolen wedding dress...

Cheng Mingyu cast his eyes on the smiling couple standing in the middle of the stage——

It should be very sad...

But speaking of it, Mr. Inspiration seems to like too much?And what he meant was that he had given up?

Cheng Mingyu looked around to search for Sui Yi's whereabouts, but this time he didn't ask him to look for it, because most of the guests had already taken their seats, so he followed the male classmate to find Sui Yi's table, but from the appearance From the looks of it, he didn't quite get along with the people at that table.

A little thinness in Wanfei made Cheng Mingyu doubt the age of this Mr. Inspiration for the first time. He originally thought that he should be about the same age as himself, but the misunderstanding was not small.

"Why don't you take a seat for me." Cheng Mingyu smiled and walked to Sui Yi's side and asked, his tone very familiar.

"Huh?!" Sui Yi raised her head and just met the smiling eyes of the person who came up. The eager little look with anticipation hit her heart in an instant, and she couldn't say any questioning words in an instant.

"Forget it, forget it, I didn't say that I would definitely come, I don't blame you," Cheng Mingyu turned to the girl next to Sui Yi, "I don't know if it's convenient..."

The girl's bag and coat occupied a seat. Hearing Cheng Mingyu's question, she hastily moved to the chair next to her in embarrassment, picked up her bag and hung her coat on the back of the chair.

"I'm really sorry." Cheng Mingyu turned his head and smiled, and apologized again. The girl's face turned red to the base of her neck, and she waved her hands excitedly.

Sui Yi picked up a piece of celery and chewed slowly, not understanding how he recruited such a great god.

"Anyway, I didn't finish talking just now, how did sister-in-law introduce that junior to you last time?" The cheerful fat senior across the round table knocked on the table.

"Thank you senior and sister-in-law, I'm rather boring, and I don't attract girls." Sui Yi replied with a smile, and there was a commotion all around, saying that if Sui Yi didn't recruit girls, then they would die, and someone just mentioned Qing Cong The campus goddess of years, the topic was bypassed from Sui Yi.

Cheng Mingyu raised his eyebrows playfully, and quietly poked Sui Yi who was beside him and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you..."

Although the words were not finished, it was enough for Sui Yi to understand the meaning, and quickly coughed lightly, picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "It's the past, since it's all sad things, don't hurt each other."

"Whatever, I forgot to ask just now. Is this our junior next to you? I don't want to introduce you. He looks so good. Do you have a girlfriend? Ask your sister-in-law to introduce one?" The fat senior saw Sui Yi and Cheng Mingyu gathered together and whispered dissatisfaction.

"Ah...that...he is..." Sui Yi was at a loss for words, in fact, he couldn't even remember the full name of "Mr. Cheng", how could he introduce it.

"Hello, seniors and sisters. My name is Cheng Mingyu. I design wedding dresses. If you need them, just contact me." Cheng Mingyu distributed the business cards one by one, and immediately caused quite a stir. Most men don't know much about it, but women don't. It was the same, the girl who had just stepped aside immediately asked with bright eyes: "Christopher? Are you Mr.C?! Oh my god, I saw the real Mr.C!"

The men present looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why the girl was so excited, and whispered questions.

Sui Yi's focus was not on this, he asked Cheng Mingyu suspiciously: "It's a weird cry, are you from our school? You are still a senior and senior sister."

"I'm from University A, but I went abroad after only two years of study. Is there anything else you want to ask, senior?" Cheng Mingyu remained calm.

Sui Yi was about to ask again, but saw everyone at the table stand up.

"Come, come, come, the greeting is not very good, the food and drink are good!" Yu Yang brought the bride to toast with a smile on his face.

Fortunately, the bride had already changed into her toast attire, otherwise Cheng Mingyu couldn't guarantee whether she would splash wine on Yang's face on the spot.