In a wedding dress, Mou Sizhen can really be called the appearance of falling fish and falling geese, but it is beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes are slightly frowning, and she is still dissatisfied.

The sister Mou Sichun, who was with her side, had long been displeased with her marriage. Huang Wenqiang looked a little sissy! He whispered: "Since you don't want to, why should you get married?"

Mou Sizhen smiled: "After all, marriage is just such a wedding dress, and that's all between Huang Wenqiang and me."

The sister's eyes were shocked. She knew that the girl Mou Sizhen was independent, but she was still so calm and detached about her marriage, which made her feel a little wild. If possible, she even wanted to stop this ridiculous marriage.

She has always had so many misfortunes in marriages between wealthy families. She is still a little unwilling to accept it when she happens to her sister.

"Sizhen, how could you be so hasty?"

After the sister said this in annoyed manner, she suddenly found that Mou Sizhen's eyes, who was frowning slightly, lit up, and her expression became rich in an instant. It was even possible to see that each eyebrows were jumping happily on the edge of her eyelids. The joy from the bottom of her heart couldn't help but spread, completely different from the previous Mou Sizhen.

Uh? This is...?

Following Mou Sizhen's gaze, a woman with beautiful eyes and white teeth walked towards Mou Sizhen with a smile.

It's a bit messy, what's going on?

Mou Sichun was slightly stunned. When she turned her gaze to the man with high spirit beside her, she understood a little.

The tall and handsome man also met her, and savored fragrant tea together on the lakeside in the city.

Just like men like beautiful women, women like men who look handsome and handsome. She had secretly looked at the county party secretary named Ye who had a few glances at the county party secretary named Ye, and she always felt that she hadn't seen enough.

Yes, yes, Fengwen’s sister moved the company headquarters to Mizuno for a man. She once scolded the rumor-producing people. Is this really the case?

For him?

Here, Mou Sizhen greeted Zhang Nianyue and immediately turned his face to Ye Zhiran, and his joy became stronger and he smiled and said, "Ye Zhiran, are you here?"

Mou Sizhen felt that today was a happy day, and neither "Secretary Ye" nor "Director Ye" could be used, so he called "Ye Zhiran", which was kind and natural.

Isn’t this the same between husband and wife? Either call it a name or a nickname.

Ye Zhiran didn't expect that Mou Sizhen, who was smiling and had to even think about a title? Looking at the gentle woman wearing a wedding dress, she was particularly delicate and sighed. Marrying a beautiful woman with others is the result that every man would most not be happy to see.

It has nothing to do with being married or unmarried.

Here.

Zhang Nianyue, who walked closer, praised: "Sizhen, you are so beautiful today."

Mou Sizhen, who was praised, said "um" and turned around and looked at Ye Zhiran with a pleasing look, as if she was looking forward to Ye Zhiran's praise of her like this.

Well. That... Ye Zhiran whispered as he passed by her: "I'm really worried that Huang Wenqiang wants to be a man."

ah!

Mou Sizhen shouted in his heart: "It's over, this bad man smashed my last reserve with just one sentence. I'm really hopeless!"

Not! Three points of jealousy are more intoxicated than simple praise.

Mou Sizhen only felt that every cell in her body was soaked in honey.

"It's over! It turns out that the taste after being hit by love is so sweet."

Sister Mou Sizhen saw a name coming from the side. It turned out that this silly sister fell in love with this married man? Then, she saw Ye Zhiran, who said something in her ear and made her look radiant, was greeting her slightly at this time.

Humph! If it weren't for his seduction, my sister would have disdained other men?

When Mou Sichun thought about this, although he could not say that he had a disgust towards Ye Zhiran, he must have no favors. He immediately rolled his eyes and gave them to him.

Unfortunately, Ye Zhiran has always taken Rolling Eyes as a tonic. He had to pass by his head after he had turned his head. After Rolling Eyes, he stopped and smiled silly, "Hello sister."

Mou Sichun opened her mouth and didn't know how to answer.

Only then did she realize that her resistance to handsome men was not necessarily higher than that of her sister. She clearly wanted to show him a bad face, but Ye Zhiran was silly laughing.

A blush naturally flew out from his face. He smiled unyieldingly.

Ye Zhiran felt a piercing pain on his arm, and he could think of it with his toes that this was his wife's crab claw skills.

Seeing Ye Zhiran's face muscles slightly twitching, the Mou Sizhen sisters immediately swept towards Zhang Nianyue with sharp eyes. Zhang Nianyue was even more angry. She added a little force to her thumb and index finger, and a small piece of flesh in the tiger's mouth deformed in an instant.

"Ah——!" Ye Zhiran exhaled in pain, but the pain had not subsided, and he concealed his words: "It's so beautiful!"

He also explained: "I exclaimed for Mr. Mou's wedding pomp."

Zhang Nianyue, who felt a suffocation, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sizhen, where is our seat?"

Mou Sizhen was a bit independent and did not welcome the guests at the door with Huang Wenqiang. When he heard Zhang Nianyue’s question, he flattered and personally sent Ye Zhiran and his wife to the table.

Mou Sichun's eyes remained in place were even more complicated.

...After just two steps, a person flashed out in front of him and said, "Sister, go to the door to welcome the guests, I'll send Brother Feng over."

There is only Huang Yuwen who calls Ye Zhiran Brother Feng in the world, and there is no other semicolon.

Ye Zhiran saw Huang Yuwen wearing a suit, facing the sky with a plain face, and became more beautiful, and smiled and said, "Yuwen, where were you just now? Why didn't you see it?"

Huang Yuwen said: "There is something happening there. I just left for a while and Brother Feng, you will be there."

Zhang Nianyue, who had already let go of his hand, reached out to hold Ye Zhiran's arm. Ye Zhiran calculated his fingers and felt that his arm was about to suffer again, so he hurriedly shrank, and Huang Yuwen took advantage of the opportunity to hold him.

Zhang Nianyue glared and said, "Mu Tou, where is the position? Where is the position?"

Ye Zhiran obediently patted Huang Yuwen's jade arm stained with the fragrance of books, and put a moon and a half shape on the other side of his body, allowing Zhang Nianyue to hold it.

Just like a wife and concubine who were competing for favor in the courtyard of a large mansion, Zhang Nianyue looked at Huang Yuwen with great might and shouted: "Mu Tou, you made me angry. You are not allowed to meet for a week!"

Huang Yuwen, who probably guessed the meaning of "collision", turned red and said angrily: "Brother Feng, Dad wants to talk to you!"

Zhang Nianyue confronted her: "What are you talking about? If you want to talk, talk to me!"

Ye Zhiran smiled and said, "Why do you two have a quarrel when they meet? Yuwen, you call Nianyue and sister-in-law. Nianyue, Yuwen has saved my life. Don't be angry with her, just make peace."

The wise rescue of Ye Zhiran on Nanyi Mountain is the most proud thing for Huang Yuwen. When Ye Zhiran mentioned it at this time, she still felt that the scenery was incredible.

Huang Yuwen was in a good mood and looked at Zhang Nianyue and said, "Zhang Nianyue, let's make peace."

Zhang Nianyue felt that Huang Yuwen had the advantage and deliberately made things difficult for her: "Then call me sister-in-law first."

Huang Yuwen thought for a while and said, "Call your sister first, and wait until you give birth to Brother Feng, I will call you sister-in-law."

Huang Yuwen has always believed in Ji Yan, who was so bitter, and felt that she was Ye Zhiran’s true life. This “sister” is actually the title of the ex-wife to the second wife.

Zhang Nianyue smiled indifferently.

This is the first time that two beautiful women who have known each other for many years speak so calmly when they face each other. Zhang Nianyue showed some virtuousness and smiled rare, saying, "I haven't thanked you for saving Mutou last time. Today I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha. I will give you a glass of wine later."

Huang Yuwen said: "I don't drink, but if you toast me, just drink a little."

Ye Zhiran smiled and said, "That's right. How wonderful it is to be harmonious between you two."

"Mu Tou! You don't need to interfere with the two of us. You go and say hello to the leader, and what are you doing with us?"

Huang Yuwen pursed her lips, looked at Zhang Nianyue with a smile, and then Ye Zhiran. This intelligent woman who has been dealing with brushes and papers all day since she was sensible, was probably the only talented woman Su Ruolan who wrote the "Xuan Ji Tu" in the Northern and Southern Dynasties and Xie Daoyuan, a talented woman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Although Zhang Nianyue is beautiful, Huang Yuwen thought to herself, if she knew Ye Zhiran, how could she have today's glory after she met him?

When Ye Zhiran went to the hall to greet the guests he knew, Zhang Nianyue asked, "Strange, why didn't your brother greet Mou Sizhen at the door?"

Huang Wenqiang has my own illness, and only his family knows that except Ye Zhiran.

Huang Yuwen said: "Brother and sister-in-law are both new people. They don't like to play shows for others. There is no ceremony later, so they just come to toast a glass of wine during the meal."

Zhang Nianyue sighed: "It's such a blessing to marry Mou Sizhen."

Zhang Nianyue is still quite happy to hear the beauties around her.

Huang Yuwen nodded and said yes, but she was very worried about her brother's marriage. If he was really not interested in women, wouldn't he begging for a beauty like Mou Sizhen?

Zhang Nianyue asked again: "When Mutou said, you have been painting, are there more in Suzhou Province or in the Yangtze River Province?"

"Su Province." Huang Yuwen said: "However, after my brother got married, he will live here. I will be in the capital of the Yangtze River at least half of the time from now on."

Zhang Nianyue asked carefully: "Huang Yuwen, do you have a boyfriend?"

Huang Yuwen hummed twice in her heart and said, "Don't worry, I'm all about painting now."

In the aisle, the camera shutter sounded "click" and sounded.

When the two looked back, Mou Sizhen walked slowly with Huang Wenqiang's hand in hand, and many people around him surrounded him and took a photo.

After taking a few photos, Mou Sizhen waved to Zhang Nianyue.

"Nian Yue, where is Ye Zhiran? Let's take a picture together."

It happened that Ye Zhiran came back from the hall, and Zhang Nianyue called him to his side.

Four people lined up in a row, two men were in the middle, and the bride and Zhang Nianyue stood outside. The photographer pressed the shutter, and Mou Sizhen shook his hand and changed positions with Huang Wenqiang, and she and Ye Zhiran stood in the middle, while Zhang Nianyue and Huang Wenqiang stood outside.

"Crack" This photo ingested the negative film with Mou Sizhen's happy smile on her face.
Chapter completed!