In the villa of Mr. Yan and Grandma Yan, Mr. Yan said with a reserved smile: "I'm not in a hurry. How could a person as talented as me cannot sense the spiritual source?"

The whole family looked at the old man with a weird look: "Talented? Haha, it's good that the old man is happy."

Yan Jinghong asked representatively: "Grandpa, what is your spiritual source?"

"My spiritual source technique is called "The Art of Dreams", and its function is like a name, and it has the ability to enter a dream." Mr. Yan explained, "It probably means that I can control the dream."

After hearing this explanation, everyone showed a sudden enlightenment. It was no wonder that the old man sensed the spiritual source in his sleep. So that's it.

Yan Jinghong asked curiously: "Do you... like sleeping?"

If Lingyuan is not talent, it is mostly like preferences and obsessions. This "Dream Into the Path" looks nothing like it.

The old man blushed and quickly explained: "Don't talk nonsense, why do you like to sleep?"

Everyone still agrees with this, so they are even more confused, especially when they see the old man's very connotative expression, no one believes that he is fine.

"What's the reason?" Yan Jinghong was really curious.

The old man waved his hand, "Go and go, I didn't sleep well last night. Go and rest quickly, I'll make up for it."

The old man's reaction was not only not to let everyone leave, but instead, they all sat there excitedly, as if the old man didn't say it clearly, they wouldn't leave, which made the old man's eyes widen.

"If you don't go, I'll go by myself!" The old man said and stood up, looking like he was about to leave.

Yan Jinghong thought about it and suddenly thought of a possibility. He asked tentatively: "Did grandpa have something to do when he dreams?"

Since you don’t like to dream, you just have something you like when dreaming. This kind of speculation is easy to understand.

Mr. Yan paused, trying to ignore Yan Jinghong, but suddenly he became a little discouraged. The child was too smart and it was difficult for the elderly to do it.

"Forget it, let me tell you if you want to know." Old Master Yan gave up and said, "Isn't this thinking about practicing every day? It's inevitable that I also think about it when I sleep, and it's the result."

When everyone heard this answer, they all showed a sudden enlightenment. It turned out that this is possible to practice.

"Dad, you have no luck anymore." Dad Yan exclaimed sincerely.

The old man felt shy and a little proud. His face changed and changed for a moment, and it was so funny.

In a blink of an eye, time came on the tenth day of September. Yan Jinghong and Gu Ying came to the wedding, which not only alarmed the upper circles of Jinghua City, but also the upper circles of the world, all came to congratulate.

Of course, this wedding not only alarmed relatives and friends in the upper circle, but also fans and people who have been paying attention to them. The entire network was almost paralyzed because of their wedding, and countless reporters flocked to Jinghua City.

"Jinghong, are you all ready?" Yan's mother was wearing a red cheongsam and stood beside Yan Jinghong, as the two looked like sisters.

Yan Jinghong has already changed into a wedding dress. The wedding dress is tacky and romantic, and is decorated with 999 heart-shaped diamonds, each of which is sewn by Yan’s mother.

"It's very beautiful, very suitable for you." Yan's mother's eyes were slightly red. At this time, as a mother, she was happy and a little sad.

"Thank you, mom, the wedding dress is also very beautiful." Yan Jinghong looked back and smiled, bewitching the whole country.

Mother Yan also laughed and joked: "Don't smile at me like this, I'll be even more sad."

"Why?" Yan Jinghong was stunned, not knowing what mom her mother said again.

"My beautiful daughter is about to get married, so naturally I feel sad when I think about it." Yan's mother touched Yan Jinghong's shoulder. This was her daughter and her pride.

Yan Jinghong smiled. The one who made her and Gu Ying together was her mother. Now that they are together, her mother is sad again, she doesn’t believe it.

Thinking of not believing, Yan Jinghong held Yan's mother's hand and comforted her softly: "Mom, our two families are so close that we can meet at any time. Even if there is any change, we are still us."

Feng Pianpian, Ling Yu, Qu Mowan and Zhu Xianger were Yan Jinghong's bridesmaids group. At this time, they all smiled and nodded, "Yes, Jinghong lives so close to my aunt, and I can see it as soon as I want to see it, just like before my marriage."

At the same time, the wedding convoy from Gu Ying also set off. Yuwen Zihua and Wang Jiuxiao in the small circle of seven were friendly and lent to Gu Ying. In addition, Fang Xin and Yan Shenghui were also best men. Both sides were four people, and paired in pairs were more suitable for today's day.

"Brother Gu, today is your happy day. Do you want to smile?" Fang Xin followed Gu Yinglai close to him. Seeing Gu Yinglai's serious face, he reminded him helplessly.

Gu Ying looked at Fang Xin, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion: "Didn't I laugh?"

"Haha, are you laughing secretly in your heart?" Fang Xin wanted to roll his eyes, "As long as you see your expression, others thought it was my sister who was forcing her to get married!"

Gu Yinglai's face was a little stiff, but when he heard this, he became even stiffer instantly...

"Well, it's better not to say it." Fang Xin wanted to hammer his head in annoyance.

Gu Yinglai was nervous. He was so nervous that he couldn't even manage his expression. He even always felt that he was smiling because his emotions were full of expectations in addition to being nervous.

But unfortunately, the idea was good, but the fact was cruel. In this way, Gu Yinglai appeared outside Yan Jinghong's house with a cold face and a row of luxury cars. He was stopped by Yan Nanfeng and Yan Zhiyi.

"Brother, little brother." Gu Yinglai shouted honestly, and before he could speak, he grabbed two big red envelopes and stuffed them in, "I'll pick up Jinghong, I will take good care of her, don't worry!

Yan Nanfeng's face turned blue. Was he here to ask for red envelopes? No, he is not!

"Then, read it as you wish." Yan Nanfeng did not receive the red envelope and handed over a piece of paper in his hand. The paper was filled with words, obviously he was very careful in preparing.

Yan Zhiyi also took out a piece of paper shyly, "Brother Gu, this is what I prepared. If you can guarantee that you can do it, I can let you in."

Gu Yinglai reached out to take it, glanced at it and started to read it, "I, Gu Yinglai, promise to obey Yan Jinghong's words after marriage. Everything is based on Yan Jinghong's big and small matters. She will take care of the people in the family and the money in the family is also under Yan Jinghong..."

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Chapter completed!