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Originally thought that this matter would be a long way to go, but Wei Ziyang did not expect that Zhou Weijia would create an opportunity for him so soon.

A day later, Zhou Weijia picked him up again at the same place. Today, a special driver drove for him. He was dressed in formal attire and looked completely upright. "

Hearing Zhou Weijia's destination, Wei Ziyang was full of doubts: "Wedding? Whose wedding is today?"

"Ji Yuanxi's younger sister, Lu Qianqian."

"He has a younger sister? What younger sister? Why is her surname Lu? Did Ji's family marry a girl so secretly?"

It is only relative to say that it is sneaky. Inviting someone like Zhou Weijia to the scene shows that the scale is not small, but according to normal thinking, if his Ji family married a daughter, it should be a sensation all over the country. Big and small media are vying to report it. Why not see it? What's going on?

Zhou Weijia's expression was also a bit weird: "It is said to be a younger sister, but it is probably a mistress."

"He even wants to get involved in his mistress's marriage? What kind of hobby is this?"

"Are you upset?"

"What's wrong with me? I just want to get more money to improve my life. He arranges the marriage for his mistress. It's none of my business."

Zhou Weijia glanced at him, and suddenly said inexplicably: "If you want money, I can give it to you."

"Oh, how could I have the nerve to rob someone from my brother? I can only change the target." Wei Ziyang smiled and wrapped his neck around his neck, "Isn't Mr. Zhou in love with me and reluctant to part with me?"

Zhou Weijia's face froze: "Hmph, scumbag! Delete the photo quickly!"

"Delete delete delete, delete it when you are done, do you want to send you a set, and you can enjoy it later?"

"If you don't delete it at that time, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhou Weijia turned his head angrily. At this time, a quiet fragrance wafted from the tip of his nose. He glanced at Wei Ziyang suspiciously, grabbed him to his side and sniffed vigorously. , "What's the smell on you, so fragrant?"

"Seductive smell." Wei Ziyang laughed.

Zhou Weijia pushed him aside and ignored him again.

The car drove to a resort hotel, and Zhou Weijia walked in with Wei Ziyang.

The Ji family's Hemu Group's industries involve banking, industrial mining, transportation, and real estate, film and television, etc. in recent years.The old man of the Ji family is a general of the Republic and is still in power. His father is also a high-ranking politician. The Hemu Group was passed down from his grandmother. Now it is under the sole control of Ji Yuanxi, and its development speed is even faster.It can be said that the power is monstrous, and the wealth can rival the country.

This resort hotel is also under the banner of Hemu. For today's wedding, it was decorated inside and out with joy.

Although it's almost winter and the weather is very cold, the hotel's garden lawn is still green, and there is no sign of decay in autumn and winter. The fragrance of flowers in the air is the brightest flowers that have just been moved out of the greenhouse.

"Go and meet the newcomers." Since he is here to attend the wedding, Zhou Weijia must act like a guest.

Under an arch of flowers, a pair of newlyweds in wedding dresses and suits are standing there to welcome the guests.

Impatientness was evident on the delicate face of the bride. It was really hard work for such a delicate girl to stand for so long.

"Yi Ran, I'm so tired." The bride Lu Qianqian said coquettishly to the groom.

Meng Yiran's expression was indifferent: "Persevere, it will be fine soon." He ordered someone to bring a chair and let her sit down. From the beginning to the end, he lowered his eyes slightly, and could not see anything from his calm face. The joy of newlyweds.

"Yi Ran, you are so kind to me, my feet hurt so much, can you rub them for me?" Lu Qianqian acted like a baby.

Meng Yiran hesitated for a moment, squatted down in front of her, picked up a foot from her wide gauze skirt, and massaged it gently.

When Wei Ziyang came, what he saw was such a scene, the handsome groom knelt on the ground, humbly pinching the bride's feet.

His gaze paused, and his smile deepened.

But when Meng Yiran saw Wei Ziyang, the color on his calm face changed drastically. Various emotions of surprise, questioning, and embarrassment appeared intertwined, and in the end, only pain was fixed on his face.

And Wei Ziyang always had only a smile on his face.

Zhou Weijia glanced at Meng Yiran whose expression changed, and then at Wei Ziyang who seemed nothing had happened, and said in a low voice, "Little bitch, do you even know Meng Yiran?"

"Old acquaintance." Wei Ziyang raised a vague concept.

Zhou Weijia suppressed his doubts for the time being, and greeted the couple with a smile on his face, speaking politely.

After seeing the newcomers, Zhou Weijia went to the guests and greeted the familiar ones.Wei Ziyang followed him, without looking back, he could feel that gaze following him like a light on his back.

The wedding was held on the lawn, and the holy white flowers and veils constituted a happy paradise.

It's just that the people in it are happy or not, it's not known.

Although it was the marriage of a younger sister who was said to be a mistress, but after all it was an invitation sent by Ji Yuanxi, the scene was naturally grand, and the details were full of luxury.

The most eye-catching thing is the nearly [-]-square-meter crystal fish tank at one end of the lawn, with colorful fish swimming in it, green aquatic plants, and white sand and stones, like a small underwater world.

Fengshui fish can be seen everywhere, but this is the first time I have seen such a flamboyant Fengshui fish tank. Even the well-informed Zhou Weijia couldn't help taking a few more glances, and Wei Ziyang opened his eyes even more curiously.

But how would he know that a few hours later, he would be sleeping in it, surrounded by people, doing the most obscene things?

Taking a glass of wine from the waiter, Wei Ziyang took a sip, thinking about the evening's affairs.

How can we impress Ji Yuanxi, who has seen countless people?This is not an easy task, he has played with both men and women, what else has he not seen?

Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion among the guests on the lawn, and they flocked in one direction in unison.

Ji Yuanxi is here.

He was the only one who could cause such a big commotion, as if this wasn't the couple's wedding scene, but his personal show.

The guests who came to watch the ceremony were either rich or noble, and if they went out by themselves, they would shake their feet when they stepped on the ground, but when they got in front of him, they were nothing.

Wearing a well-tailored suit, he greeted everyone gracefully with a smile. His gestures were all extravagant, like the perfect facial features of a god, so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at them. His bottomless eyes made it impossible to see his true meaning. Smile The corners of his mouth were aggressive, and his proud eyes looked at everyone, but it seemed that no one was looking at them.

Even though he knew that he was a fire, the people around him were still desperate and went forward.

As long as he is there, he is the protagonist.

Wei Ziyang looked at it from a distance, evoking a playful smile.

"If you're scared, there's still time to leave now," Zhou Weijia kindly reminded her.

This scene can indeed scare many people, but Wei Ziyang is not included.

"Motivation comes from challenges."

"Hmph, I don't cry when I don't see the coffin."

Ji Yuanxi's appearance was almost equivalent to announcing the start of the wedding, who would dare to come later than him?

Wei Ziyang was also a little surprised that Ji Yuanxi stood in the place of the bride's father, brought the bride into the arena, and handed him over to the groom.

Thinking of the "rumors" heard from Zhou Weijia, this scene is so weird no matter how it looks.

Halfway through the dinner, Zhou Weijia took Wei Ziyang to a suite.

"You wait, I'll go invite Ji Yuanxi."

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for creating such a good opportunity for me."

Zhou Weijia walked to the door and didn't leave immediately. Instead, he hesitated at the door for a long time, looking at Wei Ziyang with increasingly weird eyes, and opened his mouth several times to say something, but he didn't say anything.

"Isn't Mr. Zhou repenting?" Wei Ziyang said with a smile. Now that things are up to now, we can't let things fall by the wayside.

Shocked by his words, Zhou Weijia dropped a disgusted expression, slammed the door and left.

Wei Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face suddenly faded.

I finally reached this point, sat down on the soft sofa, took out a can of sugar from my pocket, ate one, and took a deep breath to relieve my tension.

It's impossible not to be afraid, after all, what you're about to face is not an ordinary person, and if you're not careful, you may die without a burial.

He took out his phone and fiddled with it over and over.

The messages in the phone were edited and deleted, edited again, and repeated several times.

A cold face appeared repeatedly, and I tried not to think about it, but found that I couldn't do anything, my throat seemed to be choked, and it was blocked.

In the end, he didn't send anything, and put the phone back in his pocket.

10 minutes……

Two 10 minutes...

Half an hour passed and no one came.The string in Wei Ziyang's heart became tighter and tighter.

What is Zhou Weijia doing this time? It took so long.

Just when Wei Ziyang got a little impatient, the door opened.

The person who gathered all the good things in the world walked in.

Wei Ziyang raised his head and met his gaze.

That noble gaze fell on him, with scrutiny.

When Ji Yuanxi saw the face of the person on the sofa clearly, doubts flashed across his eyes.